As for the rescued Suo Huan, Lu Yang had no idea how to deal with him.
So he simply stopped thinking about it altogether and tossed the Real World's Suo Huan to the Suo Huan inside the Righteous Banner to handle, becoming a hands-off manager.
"I only saved him on a whim because I was bored."
"Patriarch, Master, fellow Daoists, don't misunderstand. This was merely a personal whim of mine. If I encounter something similar next time, I won't intervene."
"Stop looking at me with those smiling eyes. It's disgusting."
"Go away, go away!"
Lu Yang practically fled the Righteous Banner. He couldn't help it—Patriarch Tingyou and True Person Demon-Sweeping's looks made goosebumps rise all over him.
They were making it seem as though I were some kind of good person.
Returning to his cave abode, Lu Yang closed his eyes and regulated his breathing. After a long while, he took a deep breath and gradually calmed himself. When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to his usual self.
His eyes brimmed with schemes and machinations.
The next moment, Lu Yang formed a Dharma Seal. Divine Firmament Thunder surfaced in his palm, then gradually transformed its Image, radiant colors spreading from his fingertips.
Before long, Divine Firmament Thunder had taken on the form of another Fruit Position—City-Wall Earth. Countless streams of colored light spread like spiderwebs, linking with the unseen Karmic Net. In a daze, vast and magnificent scenes began flashing through Lu Yang's eyes one after another.
These were all "history."
They were the causes already recorded by the Karmic Net. Everything in the Real World and even the future was an effect born from them.
Every sip and every peck—it was nothing more than this.
Under Lu Yang's influence, his consciousness could enter the karmic scenes