Lu Yang followed True Person Demon-Sweeping's escape light out and soon saw the bustling crowd gathered outside the Sword Pavilion Gate.
At the forefront stood an old man.
His face was covered in wrinkles, his back bent with age, yet he wore a monk's robe and held a string of Buddhist beads, standing silently amidst the crowd.
Buddhist Cultivator?
Lu Yang's heart stirred, but he quickly shook his head. He had seen through the old man's true nature: the man had merely cultivated a few Buddhist Cultivation Methods and recited a few Buddhist scriptures. He had not received the Pure Land's recognition. There were quite a few such independent cultivators throughout the world, but they were completely different from true Buddhist Cultivators.
But his courage is even greater than that of a true Buddhist Cultivator.
Looking at the old man and the crowd behind him, Lu Yang could not help sighing inwardly. A group of independent cultivators with no backing, gathering before the Sword Pavilion Gate—what were they trying to do?
Rebellion!
No, that's not right. They may not necessarily have no one backing them.
Under normal circumstances, these people's voices would never have reached True Person Demon-Sweeping's ears. There had to be someone behind the scenes arranging this!
True Person Quexie and Guangming Buddha's Son? They moved that quickly?
Realization dawned on Lu Yang. Independent cultivators had come to cause trouble at the Sword Pavilion Gate not because the Sword Pavilion respected independent cultivators, but because someone within the Sword Pavilion needed this chaos!
Still, this was simply taking advantage of True Person Demon-Sweeping. As the Number One Sword Cultivator Under Heaven, he had actually personally left the mountain gate to meet a group of independent cultivators. If this had been the Sacred Sect, these people would have evaporated