Sword Pavilion, Extreme Heaven Cliff.
This was the highest peak in Jiangnan. Above, one could gaze upon the sun, moon, and stars; below, survey mountains, rivers, and sacred ranges. Looking straight ahead, the eye beheld a magnificent vista of clouds unfurling and gathering.
Lu Yang rode his escape light all the way to the cliff's summit and immediately spotted True Person Demon-Sweeping seated at the cliff's edge. Though he revealed not the slightest trace of dharma power, he still eclipsed all splendor between Heaven and Earth, while the wind and clouds around him gathered of their own accord at his side.
What immense fortune.
By now, the fortune of this Number One Sword Cultivator Under Heaven had grown so vast that even ordinary flesh-and-blood eyes below Foundation Establishment could readily see it.
"Have you succeeded?"
The next moment, True Person Demon-Sweeping's distant voice drifted over. Lu Yang did not dare delay and hurriedly replied, "Thanks to Master's guidance, this disciple has received the Sword Art."
"What is it called?"
Lu Yang did not conceal it. "The 'Gang Lian Cheng Dao Yu Nie Sword Art.'"
True Person Demon-Sweeping nodded in satisfaction before turning to look at Lu Yang. He still wore that expression of someone appraising both prime leeks and a rare treasure beyond price.
"Master, I have an important matter to report!" Lu Yang clasped his hands, speaking swiftly. "This disciple has cultivated the Sword Art, and my Sword Intent has risen another level. My senses toward aura have become exceedingly keen. I vaguely detected a familiar Buddhist Cultivator's presence in the direction of the Penetrating Earth Abyss. I fear it may be the work of the Pure Land. I ask Master to judge clearly."
He did not state the truth outright.
After all, even informing on someone required methodology.