Struggling to Survive with Regression Power in the Primordial Saint Sect

Overseas, ‍​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​‌​​​​​‌​‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​​​‌​‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​‌​​​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​​​​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‍on Lone Heart Island.

Even ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍in the remote overseas region, this island remained a desolate place with thin spiritual energy, rarely visited by people, and seldom would any cultivator approach its surroundings.

At ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍this moment, a white-robed youth suddenly tore through the void, emerging like an immortal.

“May ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍the Lord discern clearly, this is the place.”

At ‍​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​‌​​​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌​​‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌‌​‍Lü Yang’s side, Suo Huan’s figure emerged and said with a smile, “Back then, this was where I contacted all parties. Seems like the 【Pseudo-History】 isn’t mistaken about this place.”

“Indeed.”

Lü Yang nodded, golden light flickering in his eyes as he directly pierced through the layers of formations on Lone Heart Island, spotting a figure identical in appearance to Suo Huan.

“You think he has a sense of danger?”

“Rest assured, my Lord, absolutely not!”

Suo Huan shook his head, “A rogue cultivator from beyond the heavens knows nothing of karma. Besides, with your Lordship’s supreme cultivation, even if you stood right before him, he wouldn’t notice a thing.”

“At last, success!”

Upon receiving replies from the Immortal Court and the Sword Sect, Suo Lan waved his hand excitedly, “If I can secure the Golden Position this time, there’s hope yet for reviving the Realm of Heaven.”

These years had not been kind to him.

After all, this wretched place already heavily discriminated against rogue cultivators, and he happened to be from the most looked-down-upon kind — a rogue cultivator from beyond the heavens.

In such a situation, let alone the Sword Sect and the Immortal Court, even the newly-rising Yama Dao looked down on him. While they might accept him if he truly submitted, at best he’d be a disposable thug. As for obtaining the opportunity to seek gold through them — hopeless.

For this, he had tried everything.

Until recently, the Daoist Hongtian from Yama Dao had taken the initiative to approach him and offered to make connections on his behalf — only then did he see a glimmer of hope.

After all, that man was once a True Lord!

Not only did he have the background of the Yama Dao, but it was said that he had also joined the Immortal Court, becoming the national advisor appointed by the Tianwu Royal Clan of the Immortal Court, his cultivation having reached the pinnacle.

Such an opportunity was truly one that could not be sought.

Thinking this, Suo Lan’s mood brightened as well. With Daoist Hongtian as a mediator and backing from various powers, he might truly have a chance at obtaining the Golden Position this time.

The good days were just ahead!

With that in mind, Suo Lan immediately began setting up the scene. Since he was meeting envoys from the Immortal Court and the Sword Sect, he also wanted to make a good impression.

“I’ve heard the Immortal Court values grand appearances. Why don’t I gather some Heavenly Light to make this place look more splendid…”

Suo Lan furrowed his brows in distress. Gathering Heavenly Light wasn’t easy — it required time, and he lacked just that.

Fortunately, at that moment, the white-robed youth who had been standing beside Suo Lan all along pulled out a strand of Heavenly Light from his sleeve and handed it over considerately.

“Daoist friend, how about this?”

Suo Lan looked up in surprise, his eyes reflecting the white-robed youth’s figure, yet he didn’t find it strange at all. Instead, he smiled as if realizing something:

“Perfect! Absolutely perfect!”

With that, he took the Heavenly Light from Lü Yang’s hand and used it to illuminate the crude guest hall, which now actually bore some resemblance to a palace.

Only after completing all this did he clasp his hands and respectfully give Lü Yang a seat, his eyes clear as he quietly awaited instructions.

【Puppet on Strings】!

Lü Yang flicked his sleeve and sat down, studying Suo Lan with a slight frown: “Puppets are useful, but gathering intelligence this way is still too troublesome.”

After all, whether controlled by 【Puppet on Strings】 or refined into Banner Spirits within the Myriad Spirits Banner after death, they fundamentally lost their selves. He had to ask questions purposefully to get answers. If his questions weren’t specific or if he missed something, the puppet wouldn’t respond.

“Forget it.”

Thinking this, Lü Yang didn’t bother wasting time. Previously, he had patiently conversed with Chen Diao to avoid attracting attention from Golden Core True Lords.

But here in the remote overseas region, such concerns didn’t exist.

“Shwa—Shwa!”

The next second, a pure white light lit up on Lü Yang’s fingertip — the utmost Taiyin softness, carrying a concept of reversing yin and yang, gestating and transforming life.

【Primordial Mother’s Transformative Mystic Light】!

At the same time, the Myriad Spirits Banner swayed, and the Banner Spirits formed from the father and son of the Mending Heaven Peak Master floated down. Their expressions now were starkly different.

Chen Xin’an, upon appearing, looked rosy-cheeked — clearly, he had been doing well within the Myriad Spirits Banner recently and had emerged from his previous trauma. Yet, upon seeing the 【Primordial Mother’s Transformative Mystic Light】 in Lü Yang’s hand, his once-rosy face instantly turned pale again.

On the other hand, the Mending Heaven Peak Master had yet to understand the situation.

What’s going on?

Then he saw Lü Yang toss the 【Primordial Mother’s Transformative Mystic Light】 — and Suo Lan, struck by it, visibly grew more alluring.

“Go!”

Lü Yang said no more. With Chen Xin’an, the experienced hand, guiding the newcomer — given the Mending Heaven Peak Master’s outstanding aptitude — he believed he’d learn quickly.

Father and son on the battlefield, after all.

With one command, Lü Yang exited the quiet room and even thoughtfully closed the door behind him.

One day later.

When Lü Yang reentered the quiet room, Suo Lan lay collapsed on the ground, and nearby stood the bitter-faced Mending Heaven Peak Master and Chen Xin’an.

“Well done.”

Without another word, Lü Yang reabsorbed the two Banner Spirits into the banner and then summoned Suo Huan, stretching out a hand: “Kill him. Let’s see what happens.”

Hearing this, Suo Huan looked at the broken, unrecognizable Suo Lan and slightly twitched at the corner of his eye.

“No need to overthink it.”

Seeing this, Lü Yang shook his head: “If I’m right, none of this was done by a real person. Just kill him and see what changes.”

Suo Huan nodded, then pointed with one finger.

The next moment, Suo Lan, lying on the ground, turned to ashes — but the typical phenomena of Foundation Establishment falling, spiritual energy scattering, etc., didn’t occur.

Suo Lan simply vanished.

As if he had never existed — and in his place, Suo Huan suddenly widened his eyes, his already strong aura abruptly surging higher by a significant margin!

Seeing this, Lü Yang’s gaze lit up as well, and he said solemnly:

“Well?”

Suo Huan closed his eyes to sense, then looked at Lü Yang with respect: “Reporting to the Lord, just now, I suddenly saw a segment of the future.”

“Saw the future?” Lü Yang raised an eyebrow.

“To be precise, I was able to deduce a future path through karma… extremely clearly. As long as I follow the karmic path presented, I’m guaranteed to reach that future. Even if I don’t, it helps me correct many previous errors and omissions.”

Suo Huan’s explanation brought clarity to Lü Yang’s mind:

‘So that’s it — this is the function of the 【Origin】 that True Lord Feixue spoke of — a future, and all the karma required to reach it!’

Which raises the question:

‘Is this possibility only absorbable by killing one’s own counterpart in the 【Pseudo-History】… or can it be anyone?’

If it’s the former, then it holds little value.

After all, the Sacred Sect is already gone. In this 【Pseudo-History】, he likely has no counterpart — and even if he did, it wouldn’t help him in the slightest.

But if it’s the latter…

‘Then it’s immensely valuable!’

While pondering, Lü Yang used his Banner Master authority to review the memories the Mending Heaven Peak father and son had extracted with the Heaven-Mending True Scripture — and his eyes brightened:

‘So, that Daoist Hongtian contacted him and even helped him network, bringing people from both the Immortal Court and the Sword Sect together, intending to help him obtain the Golden Position?’

What a windfall without effort.

Thinking this, Lü Yang immediately looked to Suo Huan:

“Awaken all Banner Spirits. Set up a formation here — one that can block heavenly secrets.”

Being new to the place, Lü Yang decided to keep a low profile.

‘I killed this Suo Lan. If the people from the Immortal Court and Sword Sect come looking afterward, they’ll investigate thoroughly, and that could spell trouble.’

Might as well kill them all.