Just a Useful Pawn in the Stain Sect

Chapter 384: Poaching from Heaven and Earth

That said, it was impossible for Lü Yang’s true body to go back.

’This kind of thing is best left for my avatar to suffer through!’

At this thought, Lü Yang immediately used Puppet to contact his avatar, who was still in seclusion inside the Sword Pavilion. Then, he pushed open the door and walked out of the Quiet Chamber.

The next second, he rode his Flying Light to Zenith Cliff.

On Zenith Cliff, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected was sitting cross-legged as usual, gazing quietly at the sky above as if locking eyes with someone.

"Disciple greets Master."

Lü Yang dispersed his Sword Light and bowed with his hands clasped the moment he landed.

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected turned his head at the sound. It was only then that Lü Yang saw, to his horror, a woman’s head resting in his master’s hands—her features beautiful and serene.

"Amitabha."

The woman’s head first softly chanted the Buddha’s Name, then smiled at Lü Yang. "This humble nun is Jingguan. It is a pleasure to meet you, young benefactor."

’HISS!’

Hearing this, Lü Yang’s eye twitched, and he sucked in a cold breath. After all, the sight of Demon-Vanquishing Perfected holding a woman’s head was simply too bizarre.

In contrast, the head named Jingguan laughed at his reaction. "Young benefactor, you are too attached to appearances. A head, a person—what difference is there? The form is merely a bit strange. However, I can see you have a profound Buddhist Destiny. If, in the future, you were to join your master in entering my Pure Land, wouldn’t that be wonderful..."

Before Jingguan could finish, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected put her away.

"My apologies, that was a rather unsightly display."

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected gave a wry smile. "She is the previous generation’s Buddha’s Son from the Pure Land. I was speaking with her mainly to see how to dispel the Buddhist Destiny on you..."

Lü Yang’s expression changed slightly at his words.

"Buddhist Destiny!?"

"Indeed." Demon-Vanquishing Perfected nodded, a hint of helplessness in his expression. "You’ve been targeted by the Buddha’s Son. You have already formed a Karma with him in the unseen world."

At this point, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected seemed to recall something from the distant past. He said quietly, "The Pure Land World Honored One was the last of all the Masters of Dao to emerge. His way of doing things... is most in line with the Mundane World. He’s pragmatic, and thus is never ashamed to deal with Lower Cultivators..."

Although Demon-Vanquishing Perfected put it delicately, Lü Yang understood immediately.

’He’s indirectly saying the Bhagavat is shameless!’

"In short, whenever the Bhagavat desires something from the Mundane World, he will descend a Dharma Appearance and grant Enlightenment to a Buddha’s Son. At that time, all the major powers will give the Bhagavat face."

’Of course they do. Who would dare not to?’

Lü Yang wore an understanding expression. There was nothing to be done; a Master of Dao was just that willful. If you didn’t give the Bhagavat face, the Bhagavat would throw a fit.

Then, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected continued, "And the descent of a Dharma Appearance is like a pebble dropped into a lake, inevitably creating countless ripples. These ripples are the Buddhist Destinies, all closely related to the Buddha’s Son. A Buddhist Destiny can be good or bad, benevolent or malevolent, but once you’re touched by one, it’s very difficult to remove..."

The more Demon-Vanquishing Perfected spoke, the uglier Lü Yang’s expression became.

But he quickly realized something. ’Demon-Vanquishing Perfected just said that the woman’s head calling herself "Jingguan" was the Pure Land’s previous Buddha’s Son?’

’Why is she in Demon-Vanquishing Perfected’s hands?’

Seeing the strange look on Lü Yang’s face, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected didn’t hide anything. He explained, "I was once Jingguan’s Buddhist Destiny—a malevolent one, to be precise."

"So, I fought a battle with her."

"I won by a narrow margin, and that’s how I avoided being affected by that Buddhist Destiny."

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected spoke casually, then looked back at Lü Yang and said in a low voice, "Now that I’ve told you this, do you understand what I mean?"

Lü Yang nodded. "Master wants this disciple to be wary of the Pure Land."

"What good is being wary?" Demon-Vanquishing Perfected said helplessly. "What I mean is, you’re so weak you don’t even have Sword Intent. You should stop running around."

Lü Yang: "..."

Clearly, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected had already guessed the purpose of Lü Yang’s visit. However, the Lay Line concerned his true body’s cultivation. No matter the risk, his avatar had to go!

So, he shook his head decisively. "This disciple must still make this trip."

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected frowned. "Where are you going?"

"North."

Lü Yang answered frankly, "Disciple has heard that there is a Lay Line in the Skull Mountains in the North. It was the foundation of the former Wu Ghost Sect, and Disciple wishes to retrieve it."

"The Wu Ghost Sect..."

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected’s brow furrowed slightly. As a member of the Ye Family’s Direct Lineage, he naturally knew about his ancestor’s business from a thousand years ago. He couldn’t help but feel puzzled.

"What do you want with that Lay Line?"

To a Cultivator, a Lay Line was like a pile of dung. No one wanted to touch it. Getting entangled in even the slightest bit of its karmic links was a huge hassle.

"Disciple needs it to aid his cultivation."

Lü Yang stated decisively, "Recently, while comprehending Master’s Non-Killing Sword, this disciple has had a faint insight. That Lay Line might help me take another step forward."

"Really?" Demon-Vanquishing Perfected looked skeptical.

"This disciple never lies!" Lü Yang’s expression was sincere. And he wasn’t really lying; the Lay Line of the Vast Skull Mountains truly could help him advance.

’But *where* he would be advancing is another matter entirely.’

After a moment, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected sighed. "Fine... Wait here."

As he spoke, he remained seated on Zenith Cliff. He formed a Sword Point and condensed a Sword Technique. A golden light suddenly flared at his fingertip, and within the light, myriads of phantoms appeared.

’Profound Virtue Blessed Land!’

This wasn’t some lite version like Li Hen Heaven, but a true Blessed Land. The moment it manifested, it revealed endless profound and mysterious images.

Within the Profound Virtue Blessed Land, the phantoms shifted and changed, eventually revealing the scenery of the Vast Skull Mountains. Then, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected reached out his hand. He plunged it into the Blessed Land without any resistance and forcibly pulled out a yellow Qi trace—it was the Lay Line!

Lü Yang could barely conceal his shock at the sight.

Meanwhile, in the North, at the Skull Mountains.

In the Skull Mountains Marketplace, everyone—whether they were Holy Sect Disciples or Loose Cultivators—couldn’t help but look up, their faces showing the same horrified expression as Lü Yang’s.

Because they saw a phantom of light.

The phantom was too dazzling to look at directly. It stretched out a hand, plunged it into the depths of the Skull Mountains, and ripped out the entire eight-hundred-li-long Lay Line!

He held the Lay Line in his grasp, where it merged with the phantom of light.

And then, it vanished.

Almost simultaneously, Demon-Vanquishing Perfected withdrew the Profound Virtue Blessed Land. He simply opened his palm and casually tossed the Lay Line, which had been shrunk countless times, to Lü Yang.

"Go back into seclusion. Develop your Sword Intent as soon as possible."

Lü Yang: "..."

’Only today have I witnessed the true power of a Blessed Land!’

’If a Blessed Land is this powerful, what about a Grotto Heaven? No wonder the Grotto Heaven is the foundation of a Perfected Lord. No wonder a Perfected Lord can monitor the entire world!’

"Thank you, Master!"

Lü Yang accepted the Lay Line, his heart filled with emotion.

’No wonder the Wu Ghost Sect was annihilated by a Perfected Lord’s single sword strike from thousands of miles away. To a Perfected Lord, thousands of miles must be no different than a stone’s throw!’

What was even more terrifying was that Demon-Vanquishing Perfected had just done something similar.

Snatching a Lay Line out of thin air from thousands of miles away... while not on the level of annihilating a sect with a single sword strike, the difference in power it displayed was still despair-inducing.

’And... he’s so fixated on me developing Sword Intent. Could it be that he has other plans for me?’

Lü Yang returned to his Quiet Chamber, pondering this. But he was able to look on the bright side. ’Forget it. This Sword Dao Avatar was meant to be abandoned anyway. If he really wants it, I’ll just give it to him.’

Demon-Vanquishing Perfected had shown him great kindness.

Lü Yang didn’t consider himself a good person, but as long as it didn’t harm his true self, he didn’t mind repaying some debts of gratitude. With that, he quickly felt at ease.

The next second, Lü Yang stored the Lay Line in the Myriad-Soul Banner.

This Supreme Treasure could be switched freely between his true body and his avatar via the Heavenly Qian Totalizing All Manifestations Dharma Body, making it the perfect tool for transporting items.

More importantly, this thing had been cleansed by the Centome.

No cause, no effect, and no one could trace it!

BOOM!

Almost at the same instant, thunder cracked in the high heavens!

Lü Yang looked up and was shocked to see the Merit and Fortune of his Sword Dao Avatar dissipating at a visible rate until it vanished into nothingness!

Yet, in the face of this, he only gave a scornful laugh.

A cliff stands sheer and tall for it is free of desire.

’My Qi all gone? A hundred lifetimes as a pig or dog? I’m not even planning to stick around here anymore. What’s the use of docking my salary now? It’s nothing but impotent rage!’

’I just love the way you look so pissed off at me, yet can’t do a single thing about it!’

At this very thought, the Non-Killing Sword at Lü Yang’s waist stirred in response. It slid three inches out of its scabbard, and his cultivation of Sword Intent, which had been painstakingly difficult, actually made progress!