Who Let Him Cultivate?!

Chapter 742: Chapter 741 Sect Civil War

“Isn’t this the Sword Washing Pool I often use?” Daoist Buyu thought to himself no wonder it looked so familiar; as a youth, he frequently used the Sword Washing Pool to cleanse the malevolent energy.

This was a treasure passed down through the generations of the Seek Dao Sect. Even the Grandmaster would often use the Sword Washing Pool to cleanse his malevolent energy, lest he accidentally kill Daoist Buyu in a fit of anger.

From this perspective, the Sword Washing Pool was indeed Daoist Buyu’s lifesaver.

Seeing his master taking notice, Lu Yang felt quite embarrassed, “I was just inspired by the legends of you and Grandmaster, wanting to emulate you both, so I meditated beside the Sword Washing Pool to comprehend swordsmanship. It’s probably because I was too close to the Sword Washing Pool that it became attached to me.”

As if to confirm Lu Yang’s words, the Sword Washing Pool joyfully flew a circle around Lu Yang.

“You’re not wrong though, the Sword Washing Pool really is a very handy attacking magic artifact.”

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The Sword Washing Pool was far more useful than the Green Peak Sword. Although the Green Peak Sword was an Immortal Sword, it had been sealed by the Eldest Senior Sister, making it just a sword matching Lu Yang’s cultivation level when he used it.

The Sword Washing Pool was different, not only was its quality high, but it also had a mind connection with Lu Yangxin, making it as easy to use as one’s own limbs.

Just like the ‘One Sword Becomes Ten Thousand’ in front of him, it pounded the ground into pits and dimples, its power immense.

“If you put it that way, the Sword Washing Pool is indeed quite useful.” As a master of swordsmanship, Daoist Buyu also recognized the strength of the Sword Washing Pool.

It was a pity he wasn’t fated to possess it, and so Lu Yang benefitted instead. He could only silently send his blessings.

“Come on, you have to practice your swordsmanship frequently to get familiar with it. Try it a few more times.”

Lu Yang nodded obediently and spurred the Sword Washing Pool into action. The sky once again was filled with Sword Washing Pools, casting Sky Gate Mountain’s peak into darkness.

“One Sword Becomes Ten Thousand, fall!”

Boom—Boom—

With the success of the previous attempt, this time the casting was even smoother.

“Haha, Old Nine, I didn’t think you’d actually teach disciples,” the Grand Elder’s hearty laughter came from the sky.

Daoist Buyu didn’t appreciate the Grand Elder’s words: “Go on, what do you mean by saying I still can teach disciples? Look at Xiao Zhi, Xiao Jin, Xiao Tian, and Xiao Yang, which isn’t taught by me?”

The Grand Elder scoffed at Daoist Buyu’s claim, “Enough, you talk as if Xiao Zhi’s high cultivation level has anything to do with you.”

As if it was agreed upon, shua shua shua, one after another Elder flew to Sky Gate Mountain, the Second Elder, Third Elder… even the rarely seen Sixth Elder showed up.

Once the Sixth Elder arrived, everyone tacitly switched to using Spiritual Sense for communication.

“It’s been a long time since we brothers had gathered together like this, why not take this chance to practice a bit?” the Grand Elder suggested with a smile.

Daoist Buyu’s face darkened, “Last time you said that, you guys ganged up on me and beat me half to death, and afterward, you made me become the Sect Leader.”

“That’s where you’re wrong, Old Nine. How many people covet the position of Sect Leader? The eight of us, out of consideration for our fellow sect members, reluctantly gave up our desire for the role and let you take it, and now you’re blaming us.”

Daoist Buyu chuckled, “I haven’t been mixing in the jianghu for one day, how can I believe your nonsense.”

“Don’t worry, this time we’ll exchange fairly, just like before, a casual practice, no dividing into sides, a chaotic battle among the nine of us.”

“That’s more like it.”

The eight Elders and Daoist Buyu shared a smile, as if reminiscent of the halcyon days under the Grandmaster’s tutelage.

“Let’s have a round.”

Nine renowned Integration Period cultivators from the present age commenced a battle atop Sky Gate Mountain, where Daoist Buyu’s Swordsmanship, the Grand Elder’s Dream Spells, Uncle Ba’s Talismans, the Third Elder’s Body Cultivation, the Fourth Elder’s Confucian Cultivation, the Fifth Elder’s Artifact Refining Technique, the Sixth Elder’s Pure Immortal Body, the Seventh Elder’s Alchemy, and the Eighth Elder’s Array Method were all peerless, the pinnacle of achievement within their respective realms.

Although Daoist Buyu and the Grand Elder had already reached Half-Step Transcendance Tribulation Stage, the battlefield was unpredictable. When the nine of them made a move, victory wasn’t guaranteed just by having a higher Cultivation Level.

The Elders rarely battled, so the Disciple of Dao Seeking Sect quickly chose the nearest distance to watch.

The battle of Integration level cultivators was earth-shattering; there was no need to watch from directly underneath, like Lu Yang did.

“Who do you guess will win?”

“The Sixth Elder’s Pure Immortal Body can be immune to all magic skills. Within the realm of the Immortal Body, the Sixth Elder is invincible!”

“Though the Pure Immortal Body is powerful, it’s not invincible.”

“It should be the Grand Elder. I heard when he was young, he was a tough nut to crack. It was only in his later years that he began to cultivate his nature and character, digging around and building tombs against regulations.”

“Yes, yes, I’ve heard from the elders in my family that the Grand Elder has quite a few enemies in Imperial City, starting with not a few Third Grade officials.” The speaker was a Senior Brother who lived in Imperial City. Though his family wasn’t as illustrious as the Meng Family, they were considered an influential family in Imperial City.

“If you put it that way, then our Sect Leader is stronger than the Grand Elder. The streets of Imperial City are filled with our Sect Leader’s enemies.”

“You underestimate our Sect Leader. It’s not just the streets of Imperial City that are filled with enemies. Throughout the entire Cultivation World, whether it’s the Central Continent or the Demon Territory and Buddha Country, just ask any cultivator who has lived for two thousand years—who doesn’t have a grudge against our Sect Leader?”

“Why do I feel like you’re taking pride in this?”

“Of course, I’m proud. Our Sect Leader, surrounded by enemies everywhere, can still hop around lively—that’s called ability.”

The nine Integration Period cultivators fought fiercely, each displaying Divine Abilities as if the heavens had split and the earth had shattered, creating a commotion far greater than when Lu Yang practiced his swordsmanship.

The hard land of Sky Gate Mountain was like mud before the Elders, easily manipulated. Trees collapsed as if swept away by a hurricane, uprooted and leaving not a blade of grass behind.

The Elders attacked the strongest, Daoist Buyu and the Grand Elder first, combining Array Methods with Talismans, Alchemy with Artifact Refining Techniques… But the two weren’t easy targets. Their Swordsmanship and Dream Spells were mighty and unpredictable.

However, under the joint attack of the seven Elders, they eventually showed signs of fatigue and began to reveal flaws.

Just as the disciples were speculating about who the final victor might be, a Puppet soared into the sky and, like dumplings being dropped in a pot, slapped the Elders one by one down to the ground.

It was only with the Sixth Elder that the strikes were a bit softer.

The Elders and the Sect Leader, whose Cultivation Level could reach the heavens and penetrate the earth, were effortlessly defeated, falling to the ground in a pitiful state.

As they lifted their heads, they saw a Puppet standing before them, carrying a bunch of hoes and without a word, handing each one a hoe and pointing at the ravaged Sky Gate Mountain.

The message was clear: clean up the aftermath, or nobody leaves today.

Witnessing this scene, Lu Yang felt extremely relieved, fortunate that his low Cultivation Level didn’t qualify him to participate in such a high-level battle.

The Puppet handed the last hoe to Lu Yang.

Lu Yang, recalling the scene when he executed ‘One Sword Becomes Ten Thousand’, silently took the hoe and joined the Elders in the leveling brigade.

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Outside the Seek Dao Sect, the Gold Clan Leader was still anxiously waiting for news from Daoist Buyu.

“It’s been a whole day. Why hasn’t my elder brother sent any message? Is Seek Dao Sect too dangerous, not allowing me to enter?”

“Or has my elder brother forgotten about me?”