For some reason, Wu Cang suddenly felt a chill.
It was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his heart, dispelling all his impatience and barely lighting a spark of clarity within his dust-covered Spirit Platform:
"Eh? Why did I come here?"
At that moment, the spiritual senses of a Foundation Establishment True Person screamed warnings. Wu Cang instinctively looked around. Had his nighttime robbery been discovered?
Even now, Wu Cang had not realized Lu Yang was a threat. He still thought someone had discovered his tracks. This was partly because Lu Yang had used Embrace Mountain to conceal his Karma and aura, making him difficult to detect—but was it not also because Wu Cang's own Fortune had been influenced?
I must take this as a warning.
Lu Yang took everything in, silently reminding himself. The key to how he had made it step by step to this day was knowing how to learn from his mistakes.
For instance, he had already resolved to stay as far away from Buddhist Cultivators as possible from now on.
The reason was simple: Buddhist Cultivators were too shameless.
Every one of them was an "I" of the World Honored One. At the slightest disagreement, a Dao Lord would descend into them. It was like a max-level Great Devil King blocking the novice village from the very beginning and slaughtering everyone!
It was utterly deranged.
If the Hundred Lives Book had not been of sufficiently high standing, so that even Dao Lords could only vaguely sense it but could not truly affect it, he would probably have died ten thousand times over already.
However, drawing on the experiences of his previous lives, Lu Yang quickly summed up a way to avoid the World Honored One's gaze. This was not the