Chapter 230: Chapter 230: Do You Really Think I’m a Lust-Crazed Fiend?

It had to be said that for a Dao Companion of a Saint Sect Perfected Person, Perfected Chong Guang’s wife was far more formidable than Lady Ruoxiang. Her Abilities’ Qi trace was vastly superior.

Although she wore simple white mourning clothes that gave her a quiet elegance, they couldn’t conceal her innate beauty. In fact, they only made her appear more dignified. But even more eye-catching than her appearance were the two streams of Divine Power Radiance swirling around her, irresistibly drawing one’s gaze.

Lü Yang’s eyes narrowed at the sight.

’Two Innate Divine Techniques, and she’s at Mid-stage Foundation Establishment Perfection?’

The next moment, she looked toward Ye Guyue and said in a cool tone, “The Dongyang Blessed Land has not yet opened. Causing such a disturbance violates the Perfected Lord’s Decree.”

“Whatever your grudge is, why not wait until after we enter the Blessed Land to settle it?”

Despite her words, her Qi trace didn’t yield an inch. It was clear that if Ye Guyue insisted on having her way, she would face an attack from both her and Lü Yang.

“…Very well.”

After a moment of silence, Ye Guyue looked at Lü Yang.

“Inside the Blessed Land, we will settle the score. And it will be a battle to the death!”

With that, Ye Guyue withdrew her Sword Light and landed smoothly to the south, leaving only her Sword Intent locked onto Lü Yang from a distance.

Meanwhile, the woman rode her Flying Light over to Lü Yang and Perfected Yin Shan. She curtsied and said, “I am Miaoyin. A pleasure to meet you, Fellow Daoists.”

“The honor is ours, my lady. You are too kind.”

Lü Yang immediately clasped his hands in a salute. It was not just because of her status as Perfected Chong Guang’s Dao Companion, but also because her Cultivation alone warranted their respect.

The next moment, another person stepped out from behind her.

He possessed an air of nobility, but at the moment he looked dejected. His eyes were slightly red as he asked in a low voice, “Master Yin Shan… is my father… really dead?”

Lü Yang looked over and immediately recognized him.

Chong Guang’s son, Chongming!

Decades had passed, and the greatest Second Generation Immortal in the Sect had actually established his Dao Foundation. Although he was only in the Early Stage, at least he was no longer a complete good-for-nothing.

In response to Chongming’s question, Perfected Yin Shan couldn’t help but let out a long sigh. “There might still be hope,” he said, resigned. “Your father was always a meticulous planner. Even though he was confident about Seeking Gold this time, he would have surely left behind a contingency in case of failure. That’s why we intend to enter the Blessed Land to find out for sure…”

As soon as he said this, Chongming’s eyes brightened slightly.

“You’re right, Master!”

Then, Chongming gritted his teeth and whispered, “The wicked live for a thousand years. A man like that old geezer… there’s no way he could have died just like that!”

Lü Yang watched from the side, a little surprised.

’This whole scene… it doesn’t seem quite like the family of the Master of Heaven Mending Peak. Is this really a loving father and a filial son? The more I watch, the more something feels off!’

At this thought, he glanced at Chongming again.

’Don’t tell me *you’re* Chong Guang’s contingency plan?’

“Fellow Daoist Yuan Tu.”

Just then, Master Miaoyin suddenly looked at Lü Yang and said in a soft voice, “May I have a word? There is something I must discuss with you in detail.”

“Mother?”

Chongming looked surprised, clearly not having been informed of this beforehand. But Master Miaoyin simply waved her hand and said, “Go and catch up with Fellow Daoist Yin Shan.”

“Fellow Daoist Yuan Tu, please come with me over there.”

With that, she floated away. Though Lü Yang found it strange, he could only offer a quick salute and follow Master Miaoyin.

The next moment, Master Miaoyin took a Cloud Moustache Cloth from her sleeve and tossed it into the air. It instantly released a curtain of Mythical Light, isolating the two of them from the outside world. This was a Superior Sentient Artifact; Lü Yang briefly tested it and found that even his Prophetic Orrery struggled to analyze it.

’All this secrecy… what is she up to?’

Lü Yang’s brow furrowed. Master Miaoyin turned to face him, her tone solemn. “Fellow Daoist Yuan Tu, I know you were the person my husband relied on most before he died.”

“You jest, my lady.”

Lü Yang waved his hand dismissively. “Senior Brother Yin Shan was Master Chong Guang’s true confidant. This disciple is merely a junior. How could I possibly be worthy of such a claim?”

“Perfected Yin Shan is not enough.”

Master Miaoyin shook her head. “His Cultivation is insufficient, and he is not as strong as you. More importantly… my husband’s Immortal Spirit Body is not in his hands.”

As soon as she said this, Lü Yang’s eyes narrowed.

’Immortal Spirit Body? Could she be referring to the strand of Xin Metal Qi I obtained from Master Shangxuan?’

Master Miaoyin continued without pause, “I am completely certain that my husband, while perhaps on the verge of death, is definitely not dead yet!”

’Perfected Chong Guang isn’t dead yet?’

Lü Yang’s expression remained neutral at her words, showing no hint of surprise. This, in turn, surprised Master Miaoyin. “…Yuan Tu, are you not the least bit curious?”

“It was to be expected.”

Lü Yang smiled. “If one dies after failing to Seek Gold, a Daoist Remnant is born, which is something only a cultivator at Foundation Establishment Perfection could hope to defeat. However, the Perfected Lord only allowed those at the Mid-phase of Foundation Establishment to enter the Blessed Land. He also tasked me with finding the truth behind my master’s failure. Clearly, the Daoist Remnant has not yet emerged, so it wasn’t hard to guess that Master Chong Guang is not completely dead.”

Once he finished speaking, Master Miaoyin pursed her red lips.

“…Your reputation precedes you. You are as perceptive as they say, Yuan Tu. No wonder my husband praised you as a future pillar of the Saint Sect. I can rest easy entrusting this matter to you.”

’Spare me the flattery! I haven’t agreed to anything yet!’

Lü Yang remained silent, a faint smile on his face. Master Miaoyin, meanwhile, changed the subject. “To be frank, my constitution is quite special. Ancient records call it the Celestial Sound Body.”

“By performing Dual Cultivation with a woman of this constitution, one can master a Daoist Skill known as the Seven Emotions Heart Refining Spell.”

As she said this, Master Miaoyin’s tone remained unchanged as she spoke with graceful composure:

“This technique is described as ’The Dao is both passionate and passionless.’ It uses the seven emotions to refine the heart. At Perfection, one reaches a state where ’it is better to forget each other in the world than to struggle together in hardship.’”

“Long ago, Chong Guang became my Dao Companion precisely to cultivate this Daoist Skill.”

“According to him, once this skill was perfected, when combined with his origin as an Innate Immortal Spirit, he could transform into a Spirit of Heaven and Earth within the Blessed Land even if he failed at Seeking Gold.”

“In that scenario, as long as he reclaims his former Immortal Spirit Body, he can return as a cultivator at Foundation Establishment Perfection, even if he can never again attempt to Seek Gold. Therefore, both I and you, Yuan Tu, are the contingency plans my husband left behind to preserve a sliver of hope should he fail.”

Only then did Lü Yang finally show a trace of surprise.

He was simultaneously in awe of Perfected Chong Guang’s meticulous planning. ’Failing to Seek Gold should be a death sentence, yet he actually found a way to survive it.’

“…I understand.”

Lü Yang nodded. “So, my lady, you want me to use the Immortal Spirit Body in my possession to guide Master Chong Guang back? You believe this could reverse his fate?”

“Precisely.” Master Miaoyin nodded.

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang’s expression became serious. “Rest assured, my lady. This disciple is deeply indebted to Master Chong Guang. How could I possibly stand by and do nothing?”

“However… this disciple also has his own difficulties.”

“That strand of Xin Metal Qi is the most precious thing this disciple possesses. To use it to retrieve my master and get nothing in return… this puts me in a very difficult position.”

The implication was clear: *So, what’s in it for me?*

’My lady, you wouldn’t want Master Chong Guang to be unable to return, now would you?’

Master Miaoyin’s expression remained unchanged. After all, she was a Saint Sect Perfected Person and was well aware of the Sect’s unofficial motto: never lift a finger without the promise of a reward.

“…What is it that you want, Yuan Tu?”

As the words left her lips, Master Miaoyin looked up. A hint of helplessness surfaced in her limpid, beautiful eyes, and her exquisite face took on a look of vulnerability.

The very next second, however, Lü Yang took a step back, deliberately putting distance between them.

’What a joke. Does she really think I’m some kind of desperate lecher?’

Lü Yang sneered. “I want one of the Saint Sect’s First-Grade True Skills! Those are the true secret teachings of the Sect. I wonder, my lady, do you happen to have one?”

“…”

At his demand, Master Miaoyin—who just a moment ago had looked so vulnerable that a gentle push might have toppled her—instantly narrowed her eyes, her weak facade vanishing completely.

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