Heaven Mending Immortal Scripture, Killing with a Borrowed Knife

The last day before the Ascension Ceremony for the bride in wedding robes.

Qin Yang sat motionless in Desperate Estate. The aura around him shifted unpredictably, obscure and difficult to grasp. It was as though his entire body brimmed with flaws, yet also as though it possessed none at all. One moment, his aura was perfect and powerful; the next, it was riddled with holes.

Golden Pig squatted outside the door, its tiny eyes fixed on Qin Yang for a long while, its eyeballs twitching wildly.

"My heavens, no wonder he can become the key to helping me evade the Heavenly Tribulation. Just how many scriptures has this big shot cultivated at the same time? This strange aura seems to be the Heaven Mending Immortal Scripture.

"He'll most likely die from being too powerful, just like me..."

Golden Pig secretly watched for a while, then thought it over. There was no rush to brew soup. It should stand guard for the big shot instead.

It was not that the creature had suddenly discovered a conscience. It had merely calculated the time it would need to dissolve its seal through soup-brewing, then calculated Qin Yang's chances of becoming a Titled Dao Lord. It decided that once Qin Yang became a true top-tier big shot, the chances of getting him to remove its seal would not be low.

This could count as a backup option for lifting the seal.

Then it had to get ahead of things, butter him up first, so it would be easier to ask for help later.

Like a guard goose, Golden Pig squatted at the entrance to the courtyard where Qin Yang was cultivating in seclusion, its tiny eyes waging a battle of wits against the air as it guarded against enemies that might appear and disturb