Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 866: Great Yus Scheme

Having suffered a significant loss, Cang Mingzi dared not directly block Meng Kuang’s moves again. If he got hit a couple more times, he would undoubtedly go bankrupt.

Cang Mingzi kept dodging and weaving through the attacks, attempting to find an opportunity to seize the immortal peach from Lu Yang’s grasp.

But when it came to experience in snatching things, how could Cang Mingzi possibly compare to Meng Kuang? The moment Cang Mingzi’s finger twitched, Meng Kuang saw through his intentions and preemptively cut off his routes.

With his moves predicted and unable to withstand the great saber head-on, Cang Mingzi quickly found himself at a disadvantage.

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Center of the river.

Although Meng Potian cultivated for less than two millennia, shorter than the elders of the Dao-Seeking Sect, his talent for cultivation and combat was extraordinary—evident from Meng Jingzhou’s prowess. At the Fusion Stage, no one was a match for Meng Potian, unless they were an anomaly like a Half-Step Transcendent Tribulation cultivator.

Those on the Second Imperial Prince’s side were all masked, concealing their identities. Otherwise, if word got out, they would be finished.

“Kong Yuan, even you, the Grand Governor’s Office Chief Secretary, have taken action?” Meng Potian deduced the other person’s identity through their brief exchange of blows.

He frequently made enemies, and it wasn’t uncommon for him to be ambushed by masked assailants and given a beating. Fortunately, his cultivation was exceptional, and he suffered no serious harm.

Having been ambushed by masked assailants numerous times, he had naturally developed a skill for guessing their identities.

“Nonsense! Who is Kong Yuan? I don’t know him!” Kong Yuan flatly denied it. I absolutely mustn’t admit it.

Meng Potian kicked Kong Yuan, sending him flying across the river.

Kong Yuan vomited blood, and the mask on his face fell off. He tumbled a few times on the ground, rolling right up to the feet of a group of people observing the battle. They hadn’t expected someone to land near them.

Kong Yuan inwardly cursed. I absolutely mustn’t let anyone see my face!

“Die!”

Collateral damage during a clash between Fusion cultivators was perfectly normal.

However, one person from the group squatted down and punched Kong Yuan squarely, leaving him dazed.

“The public security in the imperial city is really not up to par.” Mu Baiyi clicked his tongue disapprovingly, then delivered another punch to Kong Yuan.

The Nine-Netherworlds Creed and the Radiant Sun Creed had come to the imperial city to assess the business environment. They had only been here for a few days, yet had already run into a melee involving Fusion-stage cultivators, one of whom had even tried to kill them.

Kong Yuan hadn’t stopped to think: how could those who dared to spectate the battle at such a time be ordinary civilians?

“Who’s next?”

“Me, me.”

The upper-ups of the two great diabolic creeds volunteered themselves one after another. Opportunities to retaliate against imperial court officials didn’t come often.

Casualties from two sides during a clash between Fusion cultivators were perfectly normal.

“Lu Yang, get moving, quick!”

Although Cang Mingzi was suppressed by Meng Kuang, the latter couldn’t easily take him down either. The most urgent matter now was to deliver the immortal peach to the imperial palace swiftly.

Meng Kuang grabbed Lu Yang by the collar, rotated his wrist two times, and hurled Lu Yang straight to the opposite bank of the river—the northern city, where the imperial palace was located.

Lu Yang tumbled head over heels upon landing. After stabilizing himself, he immediately summoned the Sword-Cleansing Pond and flew toward the imperial palace.

With how chaotic the imperial city was, the higher-ups of the two diabolic creeds figured it would be more interesting to follow Lu Yang, the epicenter of the chaos. They temporarily spared the unconscious Kong Yuan and stealthily trailed after Lu Yang.

After flying across nearly half of the northern city, Lu Yang suddenly sensed his Unbeatable Nascent Soul stir in an attempt to flee. He hastily pushed off with all his might, leaping to the side.

Boom!

A pillar of fire crashed down, striking precisely where the Sword-Cleansing Pond had been. If Lu Yang had been hit by it, it would have meant certain death.

“Oh, a mere Nascent Soul junior could evade this venerable one’s strike? It seems the Dao-Seeking Sect highly values you, giving you a life-preserving treasure.”

From within the towering flames, a figure slowly emerged. The man was as handsome as jade and clad in black robes, resembling a young master from some reclusive clan. A frivolous smile hung on his lips.

“Who are you?!” Lu Yang warily watched the figure within the flames.

“Me? You may address me as Young Master Yu.”[1]

Lu Yang’s pupils contracted. “That General Yu? The General Yu who annihilated the remnants of the Great Qian army, completely overthrew the Great Qian Dynasty, achieved victory in all his battles, with the only defeat at the hands of the Nightmare Supreme Lord and Wu Yao, and subsequently submitted to Wu Yao?!”

Who was the Nightmare Supreme Lord? He was a powerful venerable who nearly seized the world despite having Wu Yao and the first Imperial Preceptor as his opponents. Losing to the Nightmare Supreme Lord was absolutely not a disgrace; it could even serve as a credential to spread one’s fame in later generations.

Besides, since General Yu only lost to the Nightmare Supreme Lord and didn’t die, it’s very likely that he’s also a half-immortal!

“You, junior, aren’t completely ignorant, it seems. I’ll make your death a little less painful later.” General Yu chuckled. In his eyes, Lu Yang was already a dead man.

“How dare a Great Yu half-immortal appear in the imperial city? Aren’t you afraid of the Jiang Family Old Ancestor taking action?!”

Even if the Second Imperial Prince seizing the immortal peach can be considered an internal strife and doesn’t warrant the Jiang Family Old Ancestor’s intervention, a Great Yu half-immortal acting within the imperial city certainly warrants the Jiang Family Old Ancestor's intervention.

Is General Yu not afraid of death?

“Oh? It seems you know quite a bit.” General Yu regarded Lu Yang more highly. Knowing the secret that the Jiang Family Old Ancestor is an immortal confirms that Lu Yang’s status is indeed as lofty as the rumors claimed—designated by the Dao-Seeking Sect as their next sect leader.

But so what? The Dao-Seeking Sect isn’t worthy of my attention.

General Yu looked at Lu Yang with an ambiguous smile. Perhaps because he already saw Lu Yang as a dead man, he was willing to share a bit more. “Yù Province is quite a distance from the imperial city. The news hasn’t arrived here yet.

“We deliberately exposed our traces in Yù Province to lure your Great Xia imperial court into dispatching the Luoshui Guard as reinforcements.

“But what Great Xia couldn’t have anticipated is that we also stationed a half-immortal in Yù Province. He has sealed off nearly half of Yù Province. The Luoshui Guard, Yù Province army, the Yù Provincial Governor, and other key officials, along with several billions of Yù Province civilians, are all trapped there.”

Lu Yang’s pupils constricted sharply. Another Great Yu half-immortal?

Lu Yang understood all too well how terrifying half-immortals were. Although they only had an extra Incipient Dao Fruit compared to a Transcendent Tribulation cultivator, it conferred an overwhelming advantage. For example, if the Second Imperial Preceptor activated his Karma Incipient Dao Fruit, Transcendent Tribulation cultivators would be powerless to fight back before him.

Among the cultivators sealed within, none could defeat a half-immortal. To resolve the crisis in Yù Province, an immortal must step in!

Sure enough, General Yu added, “Jiang Ping’an has already headed to Yù Province to resolve the matter. He won’t be back for at least half a day.”

In the past, whenever Lu Yang encountered a half-immortal within Great Xia’s borders, Jiang Ping’an should have been the one to take care of it. However, every time Lu Yang was present, the half-immortals would be taken care of successfully, leaving no chance for Jiang Ping’an to step in.

But this time, Lu Yang was not in Yù Province.

The Great Yu cultivators had been plotting for this day for a long time.

“Alright, that’s enough. Why am I wasting so many words on a dead man?” General Yu said lazily. Behind him, countless purple fireballs materialized, their terrifying heat warping the space around them.

His objective wasn’t to seize the immortal peach but to destroy it, causing the Xia Emperor to die of old age upon his sickbed.

Suddenly, a strange, demonic wind swept in from all directions, emanating an aura of decay and death, extinguishing the terrifying purple fireballs.

“This immortal peach is something our Heavenly Court has set our sights on. Let me see who dares touch it!”

“Who goes there?!” General Yu jerked his head up, only to see a vast expanse of brilliant white that blinded his eyes. Focusing his gaze, he saw a colossal, white qiongqi flapping its bone wings, its golden, resplendent tiger eyes particularly conspicuous amidst the sea of white.

“One of the Four Regents of the Heavenly Court, the Northern Great Emperor of Wealth.”

1. The “yu” here means jade. ☜