Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Jiangnan, Sword-Hiding Villa.

”A good era is coming.”

At this moment, Lü Yang’s Immortal Spirit main body was gazing into the distance, sensing the eruption of various Qi forces. Chong Guang’s actions were akin to igniting a powder keg!

Under the watchful eyes of True Lords, almost all Foundation Establishment Real Persons were shackled, especially those at the peak of Foundation Establishment. They were constantly monitored by the world’s True Lords, making any significant movement ripple throughout the realm. Truly, those with a chance to pursue the Golden Core were exceedingly rare—merely more efficient tools.

They were even less free than late-stage Foundation Establishment Real Persons!

However, things were different now.

”Sixty years without a True Lord may not seem long, but even for late-stage Foundation Establishment Real Persons, this time is more than sufficient.”

”Unfortunately, it has little to do with me.”

Lü Yang was self-aware. He didn’t expect to achieve the Golden Core in sixty years, but he believed reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment was within reach.

”I currently possess [Geng Metal] and [Shen Metal].”

”The next level, [Xin Metal], is in the hands of Uncle-Master Chong Guang. I should have the opportunity to obtain it later. That would make three of the Heavenly Gang Earth Fiends!”

If he could find [You Metal] to complete the four,

As an Immortal Spirit, he would achieve perfection!

At that time, as long as he comprehended his innate divine ability, he could immediately emerge to pursue the Golden Core!

”Even if it costs my life, I would willingly do it, as I can bring all my cultivation back using the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes. No matter how I look at it, it’s a great deal.”

Because the [Heavenly Firmament’s Universal Manifestation Dharma Body] was both a divine ability and a spiritual treasure, possessing the characteristics of both.

And the cultivation option of the [Book of a Hundred Lifetimes] included the divine abilities cultivated!

’In other words, if I choose cultivation, I can bring the [Heavenly Firmament’s Universal Manifestation Dharma Body] along without worrying about wasting it!’

Thinking of this, Lü Yang became invigorated.

”Finally, an opportunity has arisen.”

Immediately, Lü Yang glanced at Ancestor Ting You, who was still calculating something with her fingers, evidently still immersed in Chong Guang’s previous actions.

”…”

To be honest, Lü Yang didn’t feel much about this.

Of course, he was grateful for Chong Guang’s actions, but whether it was Chong Guang or Mu Changsheng, their goals and ambitions were too lofty.

Too distant from him.

’Perhaps only prodigies like Ancestor can resonate with them. Unfortunately, compared to grand ambitions, I care more about daily necessities.’

For Lü Yang, he just wanted to progress step by step.

At any cost, to reach the pinnacle!

Therefore, compared to Chong Guang and Mu Changsheng, the one he resonated with the most was Suo Huan… Those struggling to survive had no mind for grand ambitions.

”Hu.”

Putting aside many distracting thoughts, Lü Yang stopped overthinking and reactivated the [Puppet on Strings], redirecting his gaze to his avatar within the [Southern Heavenly Gate].

With the True Lords hidden from the world, the immense power previously exerted on the [Southern Heavenly Gate] dissipated. No longer isolated from the outside, Lü Yang could now commit suicide.

”Pu!”

In the next second, Lü Yang manipulated his avatar, shattering his internal organs. His body became covered in cracks, turning into a bloody figure in an instant—utterly miserable.

After completing all this, he left the [Southern Heavenly Gate] with Ancestor Yun and Real Person Xiu Xin.

Outside the [Southern Heavenly Gate], Daoist Dangmo’s gaze immediately fell on Lü Yang. His eyes first showed confusion, then anger:

”Why are there only three of you?”

Lü Yang didn’t let his avatar respond; instead, Real Person Xiu Xin beside him spoke: ”Senior Sister Ye was killed by the Demon Sect’s Mending Heaven Peak Master. The other Real Persons are scattered...”

Before her words fell, the [Southern Heavenly Gate] trembled again.

Soon, several streams of light flew out—Real Persons from the Sword Pavilion who had escaped after Ye Guyue’s death, deliberately released by Lü Yang.

Now, it was perfect.

With their accounts, Ye Guyue’s death was immediately confirmed: killed by the Demon Sect’s Mending Heaven Peak Master, witnessed by all, leaving no doubt.

Seeing this, Daoist Dangmo could only sigh and looked at Lü Yang kindly: ”The Demon Sect is powerful. It’s already commendable that you survived. This defeat at the [Southern Heavenly Gate] is my responsibility. I will plead guilty upon return. For now, come back to the Sword Pavilion with me to recuperate.”

”Real Person, that’s not accurate!”

Lü Yang still didn’t speak, but Ancestor Yun beside him did: ”How can this be considered a defeat for our Sword Pavilion? It should be a great victory!”

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Daoist Dangmo was slightly stunned, then his eyes sparkled: ”Fellow Daoist Yun means...”

”Ahem, ahem, ahem.”

At this moment, Lü Yang finally spoke, trembling as he took out a storage pouch. With a gentle shake, a dazzling array of treasures spilled out.

Seeing this, Daoist Dangmo was first stunned, then smiled with relief: ”Good!”

Lü Yang cupped his hands and said weakly: ”The Mending Heaven Peak Master who killed Senior Sister Ye has already died by my hand, avenging her.”

”Unfortunately, I only managed to retrieve this much spiritual material from the [Southern Heavenly Gate]...”

He understood the principle of first suppressing and then elevating. If he had presented all these gains initially, a detailed count would reveal that much was missing—only about thirty percent. But if he first let everyone believe there was nothing, then presented the gains, the effect would be entirely different.

Coupled with his near-death appearance, who could question him?

What? Seventy percent of the spiritual materials are missing?

Having thirty percent is already commendable! What? Do you suspect I embezzled them?

”You’ve worked hard!” Daoist Dangmo grasped Lü Yang’s hand.

Seeing this, Lü Yang quickly seized the opportunity: ”Senior... I did not disgrace my mission. Though I’m exhausted, I have contributed to the Sword Pavilion.”

”Just wish to be reborn into the Sword Pavilion in my next life and obtain a share of Dao fate.”

Lü Yang spoke with genuine emotion, moving Daoist Dangmo. After a long while, he said softly: ”If you don’t want to die, why don’t I kill you?”

Lü Yang: ”???”

”That’s unnecessary!”

Fearing that Daoist Dangmo might strike, Lü Yang quickly declined: ”I aspire to the Great Dao and only wish to join the Sword Pavilion. Please grant my wish, Senior.”

”...Alright, I promise you.”

Daoist Dangmo said solemnly: ”After your reincarnation, I will personally guide you, accept you as my disciple. From then on, you will be a true disciple of our Sword Pavilion.”

’Is there such a good thing!?’

Lü Yang was overjoyed, recalling his encounters with [Ang Xiao], barely suppressing the urge to smile.

”Then... thank you, Senior.”

Before his words fell, Lü Yang couldn’t wait to tilt his head.

The [Netherworld] opened!

Through the perspective of his split soul, Lü Yang saw the Netherworld for the first time—a pitch-black gate visible only to the souls of the deceased.

’Finally, I can officially cleanse myself and join the Sword Pavilion!’

’[Xin Metal] is already secured. The last [You Metal] might be within the Sword Pavilion. I’ve long desired their cultivation methods.’

Besides that, there was another goal Lü Yang was interested in:

’...Exploring reincarnation!’

Ordinary souls entering reincarnation are muddled and unaware. Even split souls lose contact with the main body, let alone remote control.

However, Lü Yang was different.

He could control his split soul’s actions through the [Puppet on Strings], directly observing the scenes of reincarnation!

’Planning ahead.’

’After all, [Ang Xiao] is scheming for the Netherworld. If he can do it, why can’t I? I’ll explore first. When I reach the Golden Core, I might replace him.’

Many thoughts flashed through Lü Yang’s mind.

In the next second, as the split soul drifted into the [Netherworld], he felt a slight darkness before finding himself in a gloomy hall.

Before him were a pair of scrutinizing eyes.

’...Hmm?’

Through the [Puppet on Strings], Lü Yang saw a figure shrouded in mist, revealing only a pair of eyes, suddenly approaching.

In those eyes, blue and white intertwined.

As the light flowed, Lü Yang could clearly see his split soul reflected in those eyes, less than an inch away.

”...Fellow Daoist?”