After entering the Treasure Pavilion, Luo Yin found an excuse to part ways with Su Chen.
He then headed straight to the floor with the Buddhist scriptures, seeking out that copy of the Arhat True Scripture.
Fortunately, there was only one such volume, so Luo Yin had no fear of grabbing the wrong book.
Once he had stored the Arhat True Scripture in his Storage Ring, he casually selected a few mortal-grade techniques before hurrying away.
Back at his residence, he found that Ling Qingxue had already left. Luo Yin returned to his room and began studying the Arhat True Scripture.
……
Meanwhile, at the Heavenly Demon Sect.
“Hong’er, tomorrow you’ll head out early to the Taiyi Holy Land with Zhang Xuan and the other four. Get a good rest today, and the day after tomorrow, make sure you claim all six spots!”
Within a towering pavilion, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Demon Sect spoke solemnly to the young man standing before him.
That young man was none other than the Heavenly Demon Sect’s Young Master—Yan Tianhong!
Yan Tianhong nodded at his words.
“Rest assured, Father. Those nobodies from the Taiyi Holy Land are no match for us!”
“Mm. I have faith in you, but don’t get careless. Word is, the Taiyi Holy Land has produced a sword dao genius. Keep an eye out for him.”
The Heavenly Demon Sect Master, Yan Zhengxiong, warned gravely.
Yan Tianhong let out a scornful laugh.
“A sword dao genius? Hmph! Nothing I love more than crushing so-called geniuses!”
Yan Zhengxiong knew his son’s temperament all too well and offered no rebuke. Instead, he cautioned him:
“When the time comes, hold nothing back. Grab as many spots as you can. That thing on the ninth layer of the Profound Heaven Tower is far too important to us.”
“Father, just what is on the ninth layer of the Profound Heaven Tower?”
The topic piqued Yan Tianhong’s interest, and he couldn’t help asking.
Yan Zhengxiong shook his head.
“I’m not entirely sure myself, but an ancient text I read mentioned that if we can reach the ninth layer, our Heavenly Demon Holy Scripture will advance to a higher level! My Blood Demon Technique would see a massive breakthrough as well. It’s a shame—no one has ever made it there all these years.”
“Hmph! That’s only because the Heavenly Demon Sect hasn’t taken part! It’s just been those insignificant sects around the Dayan Dynasty scrambling into the Profound Heaven Tower! If we had the chance, we’d be up to the ninth layer in a heartbeat!”
“Hahaha! With that kind of confidence, I can rest easy! Now go on.”
Yan Zhengxiong waved him off.
But Yan Tianhong lingered, a wicked grin spreading across his face as he asked:
“Father, I’m still short a few cauldrons for the next stage of my Extreme Glamour Demonic Art, and they need to be top quality. Regular cultivators won’t cut it anymore. What do you think about the Taiyi Holy Land…”
He trailed off, but Yan Zhengxiong understood. After a moment’s thought, he waved a hand.
“Handle it however you see fit. If you’ve got the skills, I won’t interfere. If you get caught, I’ll make sure you at least come back alive.”
Yan Tianhong’s face lit up with joy. With those words, he felt secure. He quickly gave thanks.
“Thank you, Father! I’ll head out now!”
“Mm.”
Once Yan Tianhong had gone, a shadowy glint flashed in Yan Zhengxiong’s eyes.
“The Profound Heaven Tower… I wonder if that figure from the Central Province Realm will show up. If they do…
Hmph! This Seat won’t make an appearance!”
……
Night had fallen.
The moon shone amid a sparse scattering of stars.
At Heavenly Secrets Peak, a profound Buddhist chant drifted continuously from Luo Yin’s residence. It seemed to echo from ancient times into the present world, only to fade away between heaven and earth.
Inside Luo Yin’s room, his body was shrouded in radiant golden light.
Profound golden runes poured endlessly from the book before him, flowing into the space between his brows.
Faintly visible through his skin, those profound runes had etched themselves onto his blood and bones, which now gleamed with ever brighter gold.
Luo Yin spent the entire night immersed in comprehending the Arhat True Scripture.
It was not until noon the next day that he finally succeeded.
Huu~
Luo Yin exhaled a long breath of turbid qi and slowly opened his eyes. A surge of vast, domineering golden light erupted from his gaze.
His eyes now shone with brilliant luster, utterly captivating.
He seemed like a man reborn, radiating an aura of profound sanctity.
Indestructible Golden Body Technique 1st Heaven—Bone Replacement and Blood Condensation—achieved!
The blood coursing through Luo Yin’s body now sparkled with golden brilliance, while his bones bore those intricate runes, resplendent beyond measure!
【Ding! Successfully intercepted Su Chen’s opportunity. Su Chen’s Luck Value -300, Host’s Luck Value +300, Destiny Points +600. Reward: Divination Turtle Shell x1】
Divination Turtle Shell: Turns peril into safety, a wondrous tool for divining and resolving crises. Remaining uses: 3.
Oh?
A Divination Turtle Shell?
Luo Yin’s eyes brightened at the reward. He was well pleased.
His Luck Value now stood at 1400—a respectable amount.
Unfortunately, the System had informed him that no matter how high his Luck Value climbed, it could never rival the endless great fortunes that befell a Child of Destiny.
As a transmigrator, he was rejected by this world.
He could only acquire opportunities by snatching them from others.
Still, a high Luck Value had its perks. The biggest was that when he struck down a Child of Destiny, it would veil the heavenly secrets and spare him any backlash.
Collecting himself from the thrill of the reward, Luo Yin sensed the transformations within his body and murmured to himself:
“Not stable yet. I need heavenly materials and earthly treasures to soak my flesh and stabilize this state.”
After tallying the required herbs, he set off for Martial Pill Peak.
Zhou Zhengchu still owed him a favor, after all!
Along the way, Luo Yin vaguely caught snippets like “Heavenly Demon Sect,” “Young Master,” “red-eyed with jealousy,” and “Su Chen.”
He frowned in mild confusion but paid it no further mind and went straight to find Zhou Zhengchu.
Zhou Zhengchu was in the middle of refining pills in the alchemy chamber. When he heard Luo Yin had come calling, he hurried out.
“Hahaha! Luo Yin, my boy! What’s the matter? How can I help?”
He beamed at Luo Yin.
“Elder Zhou, I need a few herbs. Do you have these on hand?”
With that, Luo Yin handed over the sheepskin parchment.
Zhou Zhengchu took it, scanned the list, pondered briefly, and nodded.
“I’ve got them! Hang on a moment—I’ll have someone fetch them right away. Chen Yi! Go grab these herbs from storage.”
The disciple named Chen Yi glanced at the list and scratched his head.
“Shizun, we’ve only got one stalk of Dragon Blood Grass left. It’s awfully precious!”
Zhou Zhengchu smacked him lightly on the head.
“Just do it! Enough yapping!”
Chen Yi gave a sheepish grin and scurried off.
Luo Yin cupped his hands in gratitude.
“My thanks, Elder Zhou!”
“Aw, it’s nothing! Truth be told, I owe you for that Heavenly Feather Ginseng you found me.”
Zhou Zhengchu waved it off.
Luo Yin merely smiled in response.
Some time passed, but the errand boy had yet to return. Zhou Zhengchu began to frown.
“What’s taking so long just to fetch some herbs?”
Luo Yin shared his bewilderment.
At that moment, another disciple came rushing up in a panic.
“Shizun! Shizun! Trouble! Senior Brother Chen’s been cornered by people from the Heavenly Demon Sect! They want the Dragon Blood Grass he has—and they even laid hands on him!”
