Chapter 194: Child, What is Your Wish?

Not to mention the question marks floating above Yan Fei’s head, even the high-level executives of the Immortal Sect found their eyes thoroughly opened. Was this the trendy fighting style of the younger generation? Had they somehow fallen behind the times?

Mangu hoisted Meng Jingzhou and Lu Yang, spinning on the spot, sweeping away every concealed weapon and incoming attack.

"Bizarre and eccentric, charge together!" Yan Fei bellowed, leading the fray, and the others swarmed forward at the sight. Even if they had to rely on sheer numbers, they would bury them under a mountain of bodies!

"Combined Ultimate Technique—The Great Windmill!"

The trio roared in unison. Mangu held the two men, spinning at a blistering speed.

Now, Mangu wielded the sturdiest blunt weapon and the sharpest bladed weapon—capable of offense in advance and defense in retreat! Most crucially, the blunt and bladed weapons could strike on their own, proving highly intelligent.

Meng Jingzhou deployed the Six Forms of Heaven-Shaking, swinging his twin fists, leaving the enemies black-and-blue, with fractured bones and ruptured flesh.

Lu Yang used his hands as swords, applying sword qi and deploying the Single-Character Sword Incantation, resembling a sky-propping sword that ruthlessly harvested the enemies' lives.

This coordination was simple yet efficient: Mangu spun, Meng Jingzhou punched, and Lu Yang slashed. The three performed their respective tasks, none hindering the other.

A tear split across Yan Fei’s soft armor, struck by Lu Yang’s sword qi. Had it not been for the soft armor, he would be bleeding by now!

This combined move seemed absurd, but in truth, it was incredibly powerful.

Mangu transformed into an ancient demon god, wielding the dual qi of Yin and Yang, slaughtering his way in and out of the crowd. The contestants were either bludgeoned to death by Meng Jingzhou’s head or sliced to pieces by Lu Yang’s sword qi.

After suffering heavily, Yan Fei did not dare to engage in close-quarters combat anymore.

Seeing this, the others also intended to flee. Vengeance was well and good, but one needed a life to enjoy it.

However, this move possessed two flaws. First, the kills would all be credited to Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou. Second, it easily induced vertigo.

"Blegh—" The three dry-heaved.

Despite having trained, the training duration had been too short; this high-intensity spinning exceeded the tolerance threshold of the three.

While dry-heaving, Lu Yang comforted the other two: "I—I heard our dizziness is caused by human organs. W—when we reach the Golden Core stage and can control our organs, this move can be used repeatedly!"

"Blegh—really?" Meng Jingzhou felt Lu Yang’s words were unreliable. "Theoretically it is so, we'll try it at the Golden Core stage."

Seeing their poor condition, the crowd prepared to rush them again.

The trio altered their strategy. Spotting an attack, Mangu grabbed Meng Jingzhou’s ankle while Lu Yang grabbed Meng Jingzhou’s neck. The two used Meng Jingzhou as a shield to block the assault.

Finding the method viable, Lu Yang and Mangu pressed the advantage, charging forward while holding Meng Jingzhou aloft.

"Hey, hey, hey, you two are going too far! We didn't agree to make me the shield during our discussions!" Meng Jingzhou yelled. Even if his physique was robust, taking hits like this was agonizingly painful.

The two set Meng Jingzhou down.

Several people attacked from the same direction. Meng Jingzhou and Mangu each hoisted one of Lu Yang’s thighs. Lu Yang drew his demon blade to face the multiple foes simultaneously, striking like a serpent flicking its tongue—swift and fierce, holding his ground without yielding.

Suddenly, Lu Yang’s gaze froze. Pushing off with both feet, he abruptly broke away and dashed toward Yan Fei. You're the rascal who keeps making trouble for us!

"Ignorant of the heights of heaven!" Yan Fei did not fear Lu Yang. If all three of you attacked together, I would admit I am no match, but now you are alone, and you still wish to kill me?

Yan Fei drew a jade flute, his natal magic treasure, capable of launching sonic wave attacks.

Yan Fei blew the jade flute, intending to intercept and kill Lu Yang.

Lu Yang lowered his body, sinking into the earth to evade the attack. The trees behind him were snapped in half, their cross-sections perfectly smooth. One could imagine what sort of wound such a strike would inflict upon a human body.

"Earth Escape Art!" Yan Fei was greatly startled, not expecting Lu Yang to know such an extremely difficult Five Elements spell. "Where will he appear?!"

Yan Fei turned swiftly, guessing Lu Yang would attack from behind.

To his surprise, the ground beneath his feet cracked open, and a Bodhi tree burst through the soil, bearing two Lu Yangs upon its branches.

Lu Yang and his clone left the Bodhi tree simultaneously. The clone unleashed the Tiger Fist, transforming into a striped fierce tiger that pounced at Yan Fei, while Lu Yang held the demon blade, slashing horizontally at Yan Fei.

At this distance, he could control the clone entirely at his whim.

The tiger-demon Lu Yang was incomparably ferocious, and the momentum of Lu Yang’s blade was utterly peerless. In close combat, Yan Fei had absolutely no time to blow the jade flute!

"Grow!" The jade flute expanded to eyebrow height, wielded in Yan Fei’s hands to block the attacks of Lu Yang and his clone. The jade staff spun rapidly, producing a whirring sound.

Lu Yang violently jerked his head aside, dodging an invisible sonic attack. This was another way of playing the jade flute!

"A clever idea indeed!" Lu Yang sneered. Unfortunately, he was already on guard; this move posed no threat.

This trick belonged to the child's play category within the Daoist Sect, unworthy of being showcased. Only someone as short-sighted as Yan Fei would treat such a thing as an offensive method.

Furthermore, in the face of absolute power, did Yan Fei honestly think he could turn the tide?

Outside the Daoist Sect, Lu Yang was confident in his invincibility within the Foundation Establishment stage, let alone when there were two of him.

Lu Yang executed a sword technique using the demon blade.

The tiger-demon roared, speaking in human tongue. "Slash Incantation!" "Fierce Tiger Descending the Mountain!"

The two attacked from different directions, tearing Yan Fei to shreds.

The demon blade instantly recognized its master, and instantly devoured its master; Yan Fei became its shortest-lived owner.

Witnessing this scene, Vice Sect Leader Jin asked the Sect Leader, "Wasn't it said that Yan Fei is your successor? Aren't you going to stop it?"

The Sect Leader sneered, "Successor? This was merely an identity Yan Fei wrapped around himself, using various hints to make people believe he was my successor, thereby gaining all sorts of benefits."

"You won't punish him?"

"Why punish him? If he truly possessed ability, what harm would there be in me acknowledging him as my successor? If he lacked ability, like today, then his death is just a death."

A mere Yan Fei was not outstanding enough to warrant the Sect Leader's profound regard.

"Have you chosen who will have the honor of becoming the vessel for your soul-possession?" the Sect Leader respectfully inquired of the Immortal Immortal. The Immortal Immortal had long since decided on a candidate: "Lu Yang."

"This person is ruthless, resourceful, and his talent and skeletal structure are of the highest tier. He is barely qualified to become the vessel for my soul-possession!"

Though he spoke thus, the Immortal Immortal actually felt Lu Yang was the most perfect vessel for soul-possession.

The Sect Leader felt a twinge of reluctance. Lu Yang was the most suitable demonic cultivator he had seen since becoming Sect Leader. What a pity he was now chosen by the Immortal Immortal.

However, being chosen by the Immortal Immortal was his honor. Trading one Lu Yang to allow the Immortal Immortal to regain his peak was a highly profitable bargain.

"Bring him to the secret chamber."

"Yes."

Standing in mid-air, the Sect Leader released his oppressive aura: "The competition is concluded! Lu Yang possesses the highest imprint count on his palm, securing first place, and will have the honor of receiving the Immortal Immortal's blessing!"

Lu Yang’s excellence was clear for all to see. Even so, the participating contestants still felt deep regret, feeling they had missed out on the Immortal Immortal's blessing.

"Lu Yang, follow me." The Sect Leader hooked his finger, causing Lu Yang to float up, bringing him before the secret chamber.

The Sect Leader exhorted Lu Yang, "The Immortal's blessing is of grave importance. Enter the secret chamber, and at that time, you will understand the meaning of my words."

"Yes."

Lu Yang’s face beamed with a smile that did not seem feigned, causing the Sect Leader to nod inwardly. Truly a devout believer of the Immortal Immortal.

Lu Yang stepped into the secret chamber, only to find the Immortal Sect was terribly impoverished; the secret chamber was pitch black, lacking even a lamp.

Suddenly, three sticks of incense ignited in the censer beneath the statue of the Immortal Immortal. The smoke from the incense curled upward, forming a silhouette that transformed into the image of a kindly old man.

"Child, come here." The kindly old man gestured to Lu Yang.

Seeing the kindly old man, Lu Yang grew intensely excited: "Y-you are..." The kindly old man nodded with a smile: "Yes, it is exactly as you surmise." "Are you truly a statue spirit?"

The Immortal Immortal: "..."

"Child, this immortal is the Immortal Immortal. Whatever wish you have, you may tell this immortal, and this immortal shall help you fulfill it."