Did the Holy Lord Defect to the Enemy?

The Sage Master pondered for a long time, still unable to make up his mind.

As the World-Opener of the Sage Dao, he had even completed the calendar and chronicle. Great results were already within sight.

If he got killed by the Prodigy Battlefield, that would be far too unfair.

"If you're afraid, Sage Master Uncle, you can do this," Zhang Yang suggested again. "Give me some things with the weakest connection to you first—things stained with a trace of your aura, but not too powerful.

I'll use those to test the waters first. Since the connection is so weak, even if something goes wrong, it absolutely can't be anything major.

Once we confirm that there's no problem, I'll test the things with stronger connections."

"You brat..." The Sage Master shook his head with a bitter smile. After hesitating for a while, he finally said heavily, "I'll give you a few items when the time comes. Try them first."

He knew very well that if it truly worked, disciples cultivating Vast Righteous Qi would surely be able to borrow a fraction of his power.

That would give them a greater advantage in the Prodigy Battlefield.

Zhang Yang said seriously, "Sage Master Uncle, what I need are things you sat on in the past. Because... those were created unintentionally by you. From a certain perspective, they followed the laws by which Heaven and Earth operated.

If you go back now and deliberately make some things... don't blame me for not warning you. If something goes wrong, you won't be able to pin it on me!"

To do good deliberately, though good, earns no reward; to do evil unintentionally, though evil, earns no punishment.

That was the principle Zhang Yang was using. He intended to see whether he could snatch a chicken