Chapter 290 - - Heart Attack 288_1

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“Brother, if what that thief said is true, and all the Sect Leaders were lured to the Capital City by the Special Affairs Bureau under the pretext of the Heavenly Demon, I fear the odds are not in our favor…”

Wu Huai’s figure reappeared within the grand formation. As soon as he showed up, he spoke in a hurry, but then his gaze fell on Liu Guang, who had been blackened by the strike of the Five Thunder Talisman, and he was abruptly taken aback, “Brother, what happened to you?”

The next second.

His expression changed dramatically, “Brother, what are you doing? Why are you using the formation to suppress me?”

Before he could finish speaking.

Duge raised his hand to cast an amulet, and then met him with a punch, “Idiot, completely unaware that you’re being played like a puppet, have you lived all these years only to be as wise as a dog?”

“Brother?” Wu Huai was dumbfounded by the punch, not understanding at all what had happened.

“Little Friend Cheng, there’s no need to harm my disciple over a matter of discussion!” Liu Guang said.

“Elder Uncle Master Liu, perhaps you have cultivated for too long and don’t quite grasp the principles of human interaction. Dealing with such a stubborn old fellow, if you don’t beat him into submission, he won’t sit down and listen obediently,” Duge said with a smile, yet his hands kept moving, beating Wu Huai while asking, “Do you submit?”

“Submit to what? If you’ve got the guts, have my brother lift the suppression on me, and let’s fight it out fair and square,” Wu Huai retorted in anger. His spiritual power had been suppressed by ninety percent, and Duge had seized the initiative. Now he was at a disadvantage in every aspect, plus being in the dark about what was happening, he felt extremely frustrated.

“Your brother just suppressed me with a formation; after you left, I turned defeat into victory and even subdued him,” Duge said with a laugh, “And it took me only three days from when I started practicing to reach this point. You have cultivated for seventy or eighty years, and even with your spiritual power suppressed by ninety percent, you should still be stronger than me. What face do you have to demand a fair fight when the two of you didn’t give me one just now?”

“…” Zhang Ziqing and the others were suddenly stunned. They hadn’t realized anything before, but on comparing the two situations, they were once again astounded by Duge’s abilities.

Liu Guang was utterly ashamed.

He was indeed Duge’s friend but also Wu Huai’s brother. Watching his disciple being thrashed, he had intended to lift the suppression and let them have a fair fight, but upon hearing these words, he immediately abandoned the thought.

“Nonsense, no one can fight against an Integral Dan Realm cultivator after only three days of practice!” Wu Huai bellowed.

“Grand Master Uncle, Cheng Yu did indeed become a disciple of Daoist Suwen the day before yesterday,” Zhang Ziqing said, blushing. “These matters can all be verified.”

“…” Wu Huai was taken aback.

“…” Liu Guang was also taken aback.

“Unable to win in a fight or in an argument, easily manipulated with just a few words, and yet still so defiant?” Duge said with a smile, “It’s peculiar that such individuals are in high positions within their sects, full of self-importance. This Cultivation World is truly embarrassing to be a part of!”

“You…” Wu Huai was at a loss for words.

“You don’t believe it?” Duge asked.

“Of course not,” Wu Huai said.

“Then I’ll let you check it out!” Duge said. “Surely Mount Heavenly Master has contact with the Clear Heart temple; a phone call would suffice. You don’t trust me, but do you also distrust my master, Daoist Suwen?”

“…” Wu Huai hesitated, then suddenly exclaimed with joy, “Good, I will contact Daoist Suwen right now. If what you say is true…”

He didn’t finish his sentence, as Duge interrupted him, “See, I told you that you could be easily manipulated with just a few words!”

Met with Duge’s contemptuous gaze, Wu Huai nearly spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned beet red, and he was rendered speechless.

What could he say?

Perhaps he should say that he wanted to find an excuse to leave and seek help from the outside, but admitting that would be even more humiliating!

“I must say, you managing to cultivate peacefully until you’re in your seventies or eighties, has everything to do with the peacefulness of the Cultivation World over these years!” Duge sighed, his tone filled with growing disdain, “It’s no wonder that a bunch of Sect Leaders could be fooled so easily by the Special Affairs Bureau. How does that saying go? So naïve, too naïve…”

Wu Huai glared at Duge, opened his mouth to object, but he didn’t know how to respond. He wanted to fight back, but he couldn’t even do that.

Most crucially, after thinking it over, he realized that every word Duge had said was an undeniable fact.

Frustration boiled into a fit of rage.

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

At that moment, he began to doubt his own cultivation and even his capabilities.

Was he truly that inadequate?

In that moment, a heart full of ashes, Wu Huai felt utterly disheartened, as if life held no more hope for him, so he simply gave up resistance and sighed dejectedly, “Just kill me then!”

Duge was taken aback.

Damn.

“Heart Attack has already been launched?”

It doesn’t seem that difficult!

This old Daoist’s resolve is too weak. How did he manage to reach such a high realm?

Chen Ziyong smacked his lips admiringly, watching Duge. To kill with words, is this the correct use of discrimination?

Compared to Cheng Yu, I’m just like a three-year-old child, so naive!

Once he goes out, wouldn’t he be another Duge?

“You’re giving up just like that?” Duge stopped what he was doing and frowned at Wu Huai, saying, “You can’t even withstand a little verbal attack. What will those youngsters think of you? They know not to give up, they know to find ways to fight against the Heavenly Demon to save the Cultivation World. With such a high cultivation level, you just give up? What are you thinking?”

“…”

Zhang Ziqing and others suddenly remembered last night’s ordeal. Each of them felt their cheeks burn with embarrassment—they too had lost their confidence under Duge’s onslaught, barely any better than Grand Master Uncle!

Luckily, Cheng Yu pulled them back from the brink of despair. Using them as an example, it was indeed very shameful!

However.

Upon further reflection, Cheng Yu’s words made a lot of sense. The Cultivation World was rotten from top to bottom, and it had to be dealt with, without exception.

“I…” Wu Huai opened his eyes.

“As someone who’s only been cultivating for three days, even I know that in the face of adversity, one must never give up but persevere. Tomorrow is bound to come,” Duge said. “As a senior in the Cultivation World, shouldn’t you set an example?

Wu Huai, perk up. The leaders of the major sects must have already fallen. We need to confront the Heavenly Demon who now controls the Special Affairs Bureau. The chaos brought by the Heavenly Demon is a good thing for the Cultivation World.

The Cultivation World has been peaceful for too long. Only the Heavenly Demon can shatter outdated thinking, allowing the Cultivation World to be reborn.

Fighting, only through fighting, can one breakthrough oneself, and only then is there hope to reach the Integral Dan Realm. Elder Uncle Master Wu, be roused, let us join forces to drive out the Heavenly Demon and make our mark on history.”

Liu Guang also fell into deep thought.

To be honest, when Duge was lecturing Wu Huai, every word struck at his own heart as well, making him feel as if he’d lived his years in vain, like a dog.

Heart Attack had taken effect on him as well.

Ultimately, Duge’s awakening words brought him back too. When he looked at Duge again, his forehead was already bedewed with fine sweat.

This young man is too terrifying!

“You’re not from Three Clear Hall?” Wu Huai asked.

“Of course not,” Duge shook his head and smiled, saying, “I’m just a small disciple who has been at the Clear Heart temple for three days with a bit of talent. In these perilous times, I’ve just stepped forward. And my mental method has always been ‘Spirit Condensing Jue’. The art techniques I’ve used are newly learned and withstand scrutiny.”

With that.

He extended his hand openly, “If you don’t believe it, feel free to check, Elder Uncle Master Wu.”

Liu Guang was persuaded verbally by the threat of the Heavenly Master’s Seal brandished by Duge.

But Wu Huai was comprehensively overpowered by Duge, beaten into submission.

Whether convinced by word or by heart, acceptance was acceptance.

Without fighting, there is no acquaintance. Wu Huai looked at Duge’s outstretched hand, his expression complicated. He knew that extending his hand would control him, but in the end, he didn’t touch Duge’s pulse. He just sighed dejectedly, “The new waves of the Yangtze River push the old waves ahead; I have to admit defeat. Little Friend Cheng, what do you plan to do?”

“I plan to release the Ghost King from the Demon-Sealing Cave. With the Ghost King’s power, we’ll use one threat to defeat another, dealing with the Heavenly Demon of the Special Affairs Bureau,” Duge admitted openly.

“That’s not possible.” Two voices rang out simultaneously.

Liu Guang rushed to say, “Little Friend Cheng, the Ghost King imprisoned in the Demon Sealing Cave has survived for thousands of years. They devour each other, and if released, I fear no one in the Mortal Realm could control them! It’s said that there are also demon creatures in the cave, trapped for a millennium, filled with deep hatred for the Mortal World…”

Duge turned to Liu Guang, about to explain the dangers of the Heavenly Demon and Divine Skills.

At that moment.

A soft cough came from the direction of the Demon Sealing Cave.

Then, a clear voice rose, tinged with a trace of resentment: “Old man, you’re not me, how would you know if I hate the Mortal Realm to the bone? What the youngster said is not wrong, the current Cultivation World indeed lacks any courage.”

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