Chapter 216: A Good Thing!
“What?!”
“Send you down there?”
“That is absolutely not worth it!”
“Just pick any First-Turn True Immortal disciple from the sect and send them down to the mortal world.”
“Why would we need a Nine-Turn True Immortal like you to descend and quell a rebellion?”
Lu Tianzhu immediately retorted upon hearing Lu Qingyang’s words.
In his view, Lu Qingyang had no reason whatsoever to descend to the mortal world.
Quite apart from anything else, just the teleportation cost alone.
Could pile up two Nine-Turn True Immortals for the Great Evil Immortal Sect.
No matter how he looked at it, it was a terrible deal.
And Lu Qingyang’s descent was naturally not for the sole purpose of quelling a rebellion.
He had his own plan!
“Father… your child has never asked you for anything.”
“But this time… your child has no choice but to beg you!”
Lu Qingyang slowly rose to his feet, faced Lu Tianzhu, and cupped his fists heavily, bowing deeply.
“You…”
Lu Tianzhu was slightly stunned, gazing at Lu Qingyang with a complicated expression.
This child, whom he regarded as his own son, he knew very well.
He was no ordinary person.
His usual conduct had long since revealed his extraordinary nature.
His ambitions were likely far higher than his own.
Yet he was truly full of doubt.
“Can you tell me, your father, the reason?”
“Your child is unwilling, and your child cannot say it either.”
“Your child only begs Father to send me to the mortal world!”
Lu Qingyang did not raise his head, his tone incomparably serious.
“Sigh… forget it, forget it.”
After a long while, Lu Tianzhu heaved a long sigh.
“Yang’er.”
“Your father will send you down to the mortal world!”
“I will have the sect prepare. You go and pack your things.”
“Mm, Father, your child takes his leave.”
Hearing Lu Tianzhu agree, Lu Qingyang instantly let out a breath of relief.
“Father, then your child will go prepare first.”
With that, Lu Qingyang stepped toward the hall’s exit.
But just as he was about to walk out of the hall’s doors.
His figure suddenly came to a stop again.
“Mm? What is it, is there something else?”
Seeing Lu Qingyang stop, Lu Tianzhu asked in confusion.
“Father, from now on you… take care of yourself.”
“Stop always fighting over opportunities… when something seems wrong, remember… to keep everyone in front of you…”
Lu Qingyang did not turn back.
His voice echoed ethereally through the hall.
“Yang’er!”
Lu Tianzhu shot to his feet.
He naturally heard that Lu Qingyang’s words sounded like he was settling his affairs after death.
But before he could ask again, Lu Qingyang’s figure had already vanished.
“Yang’er… what exactly are you going down there to do?”
Lu Tianzhu sat back down alone in his chair.
Gazing at the empty hall, he murmured softly.
Half a month later.
The Great Evil Immortal Sect exhausted its foundation, erecting a mortal-world teleportation formation.
Under the gaze of the multitude, and beneath Lu Tianzhu’s reluctant eyes.
Lu Qingyang’s figure slowly vanished within a expanse of white light.
And at the same time.
In a valley at the southernmost tip of the Great Evil Dynasty.
A group of cultivators clad in tattered armor surrounded several men and women dressed in luxurious silks, resting.
Suddenly!
A white pillar of light, like a pillar holding up the heavens, abruptly surged up from the formation base within the valley, shooting straight into the clouds.
In an instant, it illuminated the entire sky!
Everyone was startled.
All turned to look!
“The teleportation formation reacted!”
“Fifteen years! The Ancestor is finally willing to come save us!”
“Hurry, hurry!”
“Everyone, follow this king to welcome the Ancestor!”
…
In that instant, the many cultivators in the valley were excited as if injected with chicken blood, all kneeling to the ground, kowtowing without cease.
A moment later, the pillar of light dissipated.
Lu Qingyang’s figure slowly appeared within this familiar heaven and earth.
“Great Evil… Imperial Capital World, we meet again.”
Sensing that his cultivation was suppressed by this world’s Heavenly Dao to the equivalent of a Fifth-Turn True Immortal.
Lu Qingyang’s eyes were deep and dark as he murmured softly.
“Ancestor!”
“Fifteen years! We’ve been waiting for you like waiting for the stars and the moon! We’ve finally waited for you!”
“If you hadn’t come, Ancestor! Our Lu Clan really would have been finished!”
…
At this moment, the crowd had already gathered around, cheering excitedly while weeping bitterly.
As if they had endured every grievance imaginable.
Lu Qingyang returned to his senses, and listening to their words, only felt it strange.
“Fifteen years?”
“That’s not right. From receiving the message to my descent, barely half a month passed.”
“How could it be fifteen years?”
Lu Qingyang’s brow furrowed tightly.
But in the next instant, he understood.
“Wait… could it be that one day in heaven is one year on earth?”
Thinking of this, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of Lu Qingyang’s mouth.
“Truly worthy of the Great Thousand Immortal Realm!”
“Even the spatial laws and temporal laws have such a massive disparity.”
Lu Qingyang shook his head, and did not dwell on it further.
His thoughts quickly turned to the purpose of his journey.
He raised his head and sized up the crowd before him who claimed to be Lu Clansmen.
Lu Qingyang slowly spoke.
“Stop your shouting.”
“Failing to protect the Ancestor’s foundation was your own incompetence. Even if someone had you killed, what grievance would there be?”
“Every one of you still has the face to wail.”
Lu Qingyang spoke indifferently, without emotion.
Though these people were also his descendants, he felt not the slightest pity.
Lu Qingyang’s voice fell.
Everyone instantly fell silent.
Each staring wide-eyed at the other, silent as cicadas in winter.
Lu Qingyang gave a cold snort, too lazy to say more, and stepped forward, flipping his right hand.
A jade-white, man-height glazed puppet appeared before everyone.
“This puppet is a True Immortal Puppet. You may command it freely now.”
“If even holding this puppet you cannot reclaim the Ancestor’s foundation, then you deserve to have your clan exterminated.”
With that, Lu Qingyang flicked his sleeve and paid the crowd no further mind.
His figure flashed, vanishing from where he stood.
And the Lu Clansmen, seeing this, looked at each other.
After snapping to their senses, they swarmed forward again.
Beginning to fight over control of the True Immortal Puppet.
As for Lu Qingyang, at this moment, he had already broken through the boundary wall of this world.
His whole figure was treading empty upon the starry sky.
Letting the Astral Wind blow across him, completely unaware.
“Hah… so this is the scenery beyond the boundary wall.”
Looking at the countless star rings in the distance, the resplendent, magnificent star rivers.
And the entrance to the star-speckled world light clusters.
Lu Qingyang drew a soft breath, his eyes narrowing slightly.
At this moment, overlooking the entire Great Evil Imperial Capital World, his heartbeat gradually quickened.
“According to the Simulation’s progression, and given my Return to True journey this time, reaching Human Immortal in this life is already no easy feat.”
“Right now, my Simulation attributes are too singular. Even with Return to True, it’s hard to change much. I’ll hit the ceiling at the slightest push, and my cultivation will advance no further.”
“This time, I’m about to hit that ceiling as well.”
“However…”
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyang’s gaze suddenly sharpened, gleaming with brilliance.
“However, who says only the Immortal Realm has good things?”
“I’ve been eyeing this world’s Heavenly Dao for quite a while too!”
“If I could take this thing back, then…”
Lu Qingyang’s eyes grew brighter, his breathing more rapid.
The next moment, rolling immortal might transformed into a torrent, sweeping in all directions.
BOOM!
In an instant, the entire Great Evil World trembled violently.
An incomparably shocked, nameless will slowly awakened from within the realm…