Fellow Daoist dies, but I, a poor monk, live?

"Jiang Chuan! I never expected to run into you here!"

An angry roar echoed on the sixth level of the Underground Abyss.

Jiang Chuan followed the sound and saw a hawk-nosed cultivator dressed in blue walking towards him.

"Benefactor Qu, it's been a while since we last met at Bodhi Temple."

The person approaching was Qu Changhe, a disciple of Maha Hall, whom he had called 'Senior Brother' back at Bodhi Temple and gotten beaten up by.

Qu Changhe glared at Jiang Chuan with utter venom.

"Jiang Chuan, back at Bodhi Temple, you ganged up on me and left me severely injured. Today, I will kill you to quell the hatred in my heart!"

"Bodhi Temple? Is this little monk a disciple of Bodhi Temple?" the female cultivator in red spoke again.

"Fairy Yu Yang, is your Dan Ding Sect going to interfere in the affairs between my Maha Hall and Bodhi Temple?"

As Qu Changhe spoke, a blurry figure materialized behind him.

Though the figure's features were indistinct, it exuded an aura of majesty and divinity, like an ancient god crossing the river of time.

"Is this the Divine Law Body, condensed with the power of faith?"

Jiang Chuan observed it with great interest.

"Little monk, his Divine Law Body has already manifested. Fighting him is equivalent to fighting two. Your best bet is to run," Yu Yang advised.

"Run? Where do you think you're going?"

Before Qu Changhe could finish speaking, the Divine Law Body behind him lunged towards Jiang Chuan.

Its five fingers clenched, and its fists erupted with dazzling light.

Golden Crow World-Shaking Fist!

This martial art was created by the ancestors of Maha Hall, imitating the Golden Crow spreading its wings to illuminate the heavens and earth.

"Damn it, I knew you'd end up dead sooner or later."

A chilling intent laced Jiang Chuan's voice. He unleashed the Treasured Mountain Seal, and a phantom of a mountain, vast and imposing enough to split the heavens, emerged from his fist.

Ever since his return from Treasured Mountain, that mountain, capable of splitting heavens, had been imprinted upon Jiang Chuan's heart.

As Jiang Chuan threw his punch, a surge of immense and majestic power manifested, like a continuous mountain range crashing down, shattering the void and crossing dimensions to meet the Divine Law Body's attack.

Boom!

Their fists collided. The Divine Law Body's arm exploded, dissolving into milky-white faith power. Its body was uncontrollably sent staggering back several steps.

Chii!

Simultaneously, a scarlet flying sword sliced through the sky, aiming straight for Jiang Chuan's head.

The one controlling the flying sword was Qu Changhe.

With a thought, Jiang Chuan's thumb-thick Flame Sun Needle flew out from his storage pouch, continuously expanding.

In the blink of an eye, the Flame Sun Needle had grown to the thickness of a bowl.

Clang!

The scarlet flying sword was directly sent flying by the Flame Sun Needle.

"How did this guy get so strong?!"

Seeing his flying sword repelled, Qu Changhe's expression drastically changed.

He had never imagined that Jiang Chuan, who wouldn't even dare to gamble with him a year ago, would possess such terrifying strength now!

"Go ask Dragon Transformation Venerable."

Jiang Chuan gripped the Jadeite Saber and slashed fiercely at Qu Changhe.

A blood-red saber light, like a flood dragon swimming through the void, shot towards Qu Changhe.

"Damn it!"

Qu Changhe's hair stood on end. He hastily controlled his Divine Law Body to block the attack.

Puff!

The Divine Law Body was cleanly bisected by Jiang Chuan's saber.

At the same time, the bowl-thick Flame Sun Needle smashed down heavily towards Qu Changhe.

Boom!

Unable to dodge, Qu Changhe's head was directly blown apart.

"I underestimated you."

A trace of surprise flickered across Yu Yang's brow.

"To be able to kill Qu Changhe, a peak cultivator of the Third Realm, your strength is barely enough to participate in this opportunity."

"I'm not here to compete for opportunities with you."

Jiang Chuan was now eighty percent sure that the upcoming opportunity was related to the Ruyi Heart Sutra.

Su Wanwan likely learned that the Ruyi Heart Sutra contained the Void Devouring Scripture during this opportunity.

However, considering her own strength.

Opportunity?

I, Jiang Chuan, don't need it!

"Then why are you here on the sixth level of the Underground Abyss? For training?" Yu Yang asked.

Jiang Chuan replied, "This humble monk is looking for the Seven Kill Demoness Lu Chenling. Does Fairy Yu Yang happen to know her whereabouts?"

Yu Yang pointed behind her.

"Yesterday, I saw her in the Bloodwood Mountain Range, five hundred miles away. She was sparring with the Asura stationed there. I don't know if she's left yet."

"As expected of the Seven Kill Demonic Sect's top prodigy!" Jiang Chuan's heart trembled.

Asuras were the royal family among Asura Demons. Any Asura who reached adulthood possessed Third Realm cultivation, and their combat power far surpassed that of Asura Demons of the same realm.

Ordinary Third Realm cultivators could only surrender when facing an Asura.

Yet, Lu Chenling used an Asura for sparring.

"After all, she is the Seven Kill Demonic Sect's top prodigy in sixty years!" Yu Yang's voice carried a hint of admiration.

Because cultivators lived far longer than ordinary people, the concept of 'contemporaries' was not measured in one or two years.

For instance, Bodhi Temple considered twenty years as one generation.

Anyone who entered the temple within those twenty years belonged to the Jing Generation.

The Seven Kill Demonic Sect, however, used sixty years as one generation.

[After learning Lu Chenling's whereabouts, you bid farewell to Yu Yang and head to the Bloodwood Mountain Range.]

[Upon arriving at the Bloodwood Mountain Range, you detect a strong scent of blood.]

[Following the scent of blood, you soon arrive at an Asura Demon military camp.]

"Human! Didn't we agree that you'd spare us if we brought you an Asura? Why break your promise and come to kill us again?!"

Seeing Jiang Chuan arrive, the Asura Demon guarding the entrance roared.

Jiang Chuan: "..."

So, to save your own lives, you set up an Asura?

"Is your head spinning? The killing god from yesterday was a woman, and this one is a man. It's not the same killing god from yesterday." Another Asura Demon reminded his companion.

"Do humans also have genders? They all look the same to me. No wings, no scales, just ugly." This Asura Demon spread its wings, seemingly to show off its handsome wings to Jiang Chuan.

"You managed to survive Lu Chenling's sword. You have quite a bit of luck," Jiang Chuan said softly.

Men were all different, but women were all the same.

Beauty was a common trait among women!

If someone called him ugly to his face, Jiang Chuan, putting himself in Lu Chenling's shoes, would have surely cleaved these Asura Demons with a single sword strike.

"My mother said the same thing about me. She said even when she threw me off a cliff, I didn't die. I really am lucky."

Jiang Chuan: "..."

For a moment, he didn't know whether to pity this Asura Demon or admire its good fortune.

Not dying even after being thrown off a cliff by his own mother meant his luck was extraordinary!

However, it seemed his brain had been damaged; he didn't seem quite right.

"I have no intention of being your enemy. I only wish to know Lu Chenling's whereabouts."

After stating his purpose, the Asura Demon immediately informed Jiang Chuan that Lu Chenling had headed south after killing the Asura.

[Following the direction indicated by the somewhat mentally unstable Asura Demon, you travel south.]

[Along the way, you see many corpses of the Earth Demon Tribe. Based on the sword marks on these corpses, you are certain that Lu Chenling should be in this direction.]

[You continue forward, and a strange fragrance reaches your nose.]

[When you clearly see the source of the strange fragrance, you are slightly stunned.]