Chapter 109: Past Events of Daoist Bu Yu

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Lu Yang took two steps back in absolute silence, eager to demonstrate that he entertained no thought whatsoever of tearing off the talisman. If his Eldest Senior Sister were to descend abruptly from the heavens, he wanted his hands clean of any suspicion.

A gentleman does not stand beneath a crumbling wall—this was precisely the sort of situation that old adage described.

The talisman left by Eldest Senior Sister harbored not a single ripple of spiritual energy, meaning there would be no inherent danger in peeling it off, yet Lu Yang simply lacked the courage to do so.

He would have to be tired of living to touch that talisman.

Master, it is not that your disciple lacks filial piety, but your disciple truly possesses only one life. Moreover, there is an immortal residing within my mental space; if Eldest Senior Sister beats me to death, it will be two lives ended in one body. It simply is not worth the risk.

Seeing Lu Yang vacillate, raising his hand only to drop it again, how could Daoist Buyu not see through his reservations?

Lu Yang was not the first person to react this way, and Daoist Buyu found nothing surprising about it. He gave a jovial laugh and said, "It is only natural that you do not fully understand me. You can go find the other elders and ask around about my past. Once you possess a more comprehensive understanding of who I am, you will know that what I say is no falsehood."

"However, do not tell them that Little Yun has imprisoned me. Little Yun has managed the Pivot Sect for a decade, and some of those elders might not necessarily take my side."

Lu Yang felt his master’s words held some truth. He only knew that his master was Daoist Buyu, but as to what kind of person he truly was, he had never closely investigated. Thinking this might be an opportune moment, he departed from the pine forest.

After Lu Yang left, Daoist Buyu scratched his head. He had approached several people to tear off the talisman, but not a single soul was willing.

"Is there something written on this talisman that makes them so terrified?" He craned his neck for a long time, yet he remained unable to catch even a glimpse of the talisman's face. staying

Lu Yang returned to the Mission Hall once more, only to be informed that the Grand Elder had departed on urgent business and was currently away from the sect. Having no alternative, Lu Yang made his way to the Summit of Precepts, where the Second Elder resided.

The Summit of Precepts was responsible for teaching the fundamental knowledge of cultivation. When Lu Yang first entered the Pivot Sect, he had spent a month cramming here, though he had never actually met the Second Elder.

"Senior Brother, may I ask if the Second Elder is in?" Lu Yang inquired of the disciple on duty at the Summit of Precepts.

The Senior Brother regarded Lu Yang with a peculiar look. "You are looking for the Second Elder? Then you ought to go to the medicinal herb garden. The man lounging at the entrance of the garden is him."

Lu Yang was startled, never imagining that Old Man Ba, who had previously made him dig soil, was actually the Second Elder.

He offered his thanks to the Senior Brother and walked to the herb garden, where Old Man Ba was indeed present.

"Oh? Back to dig more soil?" Old Man Ba asked with a chuckle.

"No, I merely wished to ask about my master's past."

"Old Nine? Ah, I certainly know about him." Old Man Ba grew instantly animated at the mention of the subject.

"Old Nine?"

"Indeed. From the Grand Elder whom you know all the way to the Eighth Elder, and then to your master, Daoist Buyu—we were all taught by the same master. Your master is the youngest and was the last to enter the sect, ranking him as the ninth."

"Old Nine has a running mouth; that little beak of his would rattle on all day long without a pause. Have you seen the *Introduction to Crosstalk* on the first floor of the Library Pavilion? Old Nine was the one who donated it."

Lu Yang nodded. He remembered it vividly. He had stared in a daze for quite some time when he encountered the *Introduction to Crosstalk* in the library, wondering if he had wandered into the wrong establishment.

"Later on, the old master truly could not bear to listen to Old Nine speak any longer, so he bestowed upon him the title of Daoist Buyu, hoping he would speak a little less."

Lu Yang asked, "Did it work?"

"Not in the slightest. Old Nine claimed that 'The Master did not speak of extraordinary things, feats of strength, disorders, and spiritual beings; so long as he refrained from those four topics, he would be perfectly fine.' And so that little beak of his kept rattling on. That wretched mouth of his simply begs to be sewn shut."

"Nevertheless, Old Nine's talent for cultivation was the greatest among the nine of us. Of course, he cannot be compared to Yun Zhi. I reckon Yun Zhi's talent is a rarity throughout all of history."

"After our master went into seclusion, the nine of us debated who should assume the mantle of Sect Master. The eight of us agreed unanimously to let Old Nine do it; since he was so eloquent, he was bound to govern well. Old Nine refused to agree under any circumstances, so we invoked the rules of the martial world, stating that the strongest would have the final say. Old Nine agreed to that."

"Then the eight of us pounced on him together, gave Old Nine a thorough thrashing, and forced him into the seat of Sect Master."

Lu Yang recalled his master's mention of having "endured a bloody battle."

It was not entirely inaccurate, it seemed.

"It turns out the eight of us possessed excellent judgment. Old Nine truly had a talent for governance, keeping the sect in immaculate order and sweeping away the stagnant air of the past. Of course, this likely had something to do with his temperament."

"Then, for reasons unknown, Yun Zhi suddenly approached us ten years ago, declaring that she would be managing the sect from then on. We figured the world would belong to the youth sooner or later, so an early takeover was just as well. Management was management, after all."

"As for where Old Nine went, none of us paid it any mind. He is a man fast approaching two thousand years of age, with a mind sharper than any youngster. He is bound to be prancing about somewhere; it is not as if he could lose his way, could he?"

A cultivation powerhouse of Old Man Ba's caliber possessed a concept of time vastly different from ordinary mortals; a span of ten years was nothing more than a fleeting moment to them.

Bidding farewell to Old Man Ba, Lu Yang made his way to the Body Refining Summit to seek out the Third Elder.

Meng Jingzhou happened to be at the Body Refining Summit, and with his assistance, they quickly located the Third Elder.

The Third Elder was currently seated by the edge of a field, engaged in a game of chess with the venerable ancestor of the Blue-Eyed Water Buffalo clan.

The Third Elder possessed a short, stout stature. Had Lu Yang encountered him in the outside world, he would never have associated the man with a peak body cultivator.

Yet Lu Yang knew that an unimaginably terrifying power lay concealed within the Third Elder’s frame; uprooting mountains and overturning seas was a mere flick of a finger to him.

The "Six Styles of Shaking the Heavens" which he had created was highly sought after by all body cultivators, who dreamed of being qualified to learn even a fraction of its essence. Countless individuals desired to enter his tutelage but were denied the chance.

Lu Yang also attempted to scan the fields for the ten water buffaloes he had once summoned, only to find that the beasts looked identical, making it impossible to tell them apart.

"You are asking about Old Nine? Haha, then you have certainly found the right person! I was the one who picked Old Nine up from the mountainside and raised him from infancy, cleaning his mess and feeding him every step of the way!" The Third Elder wore an expression that suggested it was Lu Yang's absolute good fortune to have met him.

Meng Jingzhou offered a soft correction from the side: "Master, the phrase is 'reared him with care,' not 'fed him with mess.'"

The Third Elder waved his hand impatiently. "It all means the same thing. Do not spend all your days splitting hairs over words like Old Four."

"Old Nine is famously clever, you see. He was the first among the nine of us to master the spell of Absolute Proportion."

"Does Absolute Proportion not allow the body to expand or shrink at will? Old Nine thought to himself, could this be modified? Could the effect of Absolute Proportion be altered to target a localized area? There would be no need for it to grow too large—just an inch or two would suffice. It would be convenient to deploy, require very little spiritual energy to maintain, and would surely find immense popularity between men and women. The men could enlarge what is below, and the women could enlarge what is above."

"Old Nine pursued his research along this train of thought, and I tell you, he actually managed to figure it out." The Third Elder slapped his thigh, struck with admiration for Daoist Buyu's genius idea.

"Afterward, he penned a new manual for the spell, titled *Absolute Proportion (Localized Edition)*. The moment the spell debuted, it was frantically snatched up by the populace. He earned an immense fortune in spirit stones back then. When we brothers went out to dine, we ordered exclusively the most expensive items, and we did not even bother to pick up spirit stones when they dropped to the floor."

"Regrettably, the good times did not last. The Great Xia Dynasty quickly intervened to halt the spell, banning it from further sale."

"Why?"

"They claimed it fell under the category of obscene materials."

Lu Yang: "...It seems they were not entirely mistaken."

The second update will likely be a bit later.

(End of this chapter)

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