Who Let Him Cultivate?! (WX)-Chapter 608: The Kingdom-Founding Ceremony Commences

“Perform a set of sword techniques for me to take a look.” Under the elderly Dijiang's order, Lu Yang couldn’t control his body, obeying the elder.

Lu Yang’s long sleeves danced with the sword, whose edge was unstoppably sharp, overcoming everything in its path. Wherever it passed, the air was sundered.

The Slashing Word Mantra and the Breaking Word Mantra were executed one by one. They were all lethal moves that even Nascent Soul cultivators would balk at facing head-on.

“Good, very good!” The elderly Dijiang laughed heartily. If I didn’t know this was an impostor, I would truly think this is Young Creed Leader Lu.

He took out two masks and a painting from his storage ring. “These are human skin masks forged by this esteemed one. Inject spirit energy, and they will allow you to change into any appearance you desire.

“This is Young Creed Leader Lu’s appearance. Yun Yang, you shall use this painting as a reference to turn into Young Creed Leader Lu. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

“As for you, Su Yiren, few have seen your true face, but we cannot rule out the possibility of encountering someone who recognizes you. Wear this mask and change your appearance as you please.”

The two accepted the human skin masks. They were as light as cicada wings and cool to the touch. With practiced ease, Lu Yang wore the mask and transformed himself into Young Creed Leader Lu.

Jiang Lianyi went through the motions perfunctorily, altering her appearance to resemble sixty to seventy percent of her original looks before removing her hood to reveal the disguise.

“Next is the acting. The look in your eyes is wrong—they lack the sense of vicissitudes and a weathered depth that bears the weight of years.

“What is the Heavenly Court Creed? It is the continuation of the ancient Heavenly Court. After three hundred millennia, one should possess a mental state that has witnessed massive transformations in the world—where the blue sea has turned into mulberry fields—and experienced the vicissitudes of life—where the people around are no longer the same. Your gaze should be vast, tinged with nostalgia, and brimming with disdain for the modern era.

“Also, the Heavenly Court Creed was a major organization of the ancient era—the most prosperous and powerful period in the cultivation world. As the young creed leader and a Heavenly King protector, you must exhibit pride for the ancient era!”

Lu Yang, “...”

You’ve really thought everything through.

When Lu Yang had made his appearance as Young Creed Leader Lu, these were almost the exact thoughts he had. It was supposed to be a form of psychological suggestion to help himself quickly get into character.

With that in mind, Lu Yang let out a derisive snort. “What dogshit Dijiang Tribe? What ancient Dijiang? When the tiger is absent from the mountain, the monkey proclaims himself king. He was merely someone defeated at the hands of Dou Heavenly Sovereign, not even qualified to join our Heavenly Court!”

Jiang Lianyi snorted coldly and wore an icy countenance as she regarded the elder with contempt, her frigid gaze utterly devoid of emotion.

“Yes, precisely this feeling!” The elderly Dijiang slapped his thigh, astonished that the two had gotten it right on the first try. “Excellent! It seems you master and disciple are very talented in this aspect.”

The elderly Dijiang was meticulous in his work. He proceeded to relay more information regarding the Heavenly Court Creed.

Lu Yang listened, nodding frequently. It seems the other party’s intelligence on the Heavenly Court Creed is extremely accurate and without error.

“Alright, in two days, at the kingdom-founding ceremony, you two will act according to my arrangements. Until then, revert to your original forms. Behave as usual and do not let anything slip.”

“Understood.”

The elderly Dijiang nodded, then departed to report his successful result to the ancient Dijiang, leaving Lu Yang and Jiang Lianyi behind.

A moment passed before Jiang Lianyi broke the silence.

“What now?”

Lu Yang shrugged. “Don’t ask me. I’m currently under the Dijiang’s control. I do whatever they tell me to.”

Jiang Lianyi nodded. “Me too.”

~~~

Having already gained plenty in the Demon City, the pair didn’t continue strolling around. They returned to the inn and informed the others of the events. As the elders listened to their account, they slapped their thighs in regret.

“Tell me, just tell me—why do I never encounter such good fortune?!” The five elders’ hearts ached as if the Taciturn Daoist Priest had passed away.

Meng Jingzhou was also filled with regret. I’m an almighty Holy Son of the Heavenly Court Creed, yet I didn’t get to show my face at such a pivotal event.

Lu Yang patted Meng Jingzhou’s shoulder ruefully. “It’s all fate.”

Gan Tian remained silent at the side. I belong to the Dao-Seeking Sect, not the Heavenly Court Creed.

~~~

Two days passed in the blink of an eye. The kingdom-founding ceremony officially commenced.

The towering walls erected around the heavenly altar were dismantled. From a distance, the heavenly altar dazzled with blinding white rays.

“Is that liuli-glazed white jade? Such a huge piece?”

The visiting cultivators were visibly moved. Even the Transcendent Tribulation experts were inwardly shocked. The heavenly altar was not constructed from blocks of liuli-glazed white jade but was carved from a single piece. It wasn’t an exaggeration to call it a priceless treasure!

The heavenly altar was divided into nine layers, corresponding to the nine major cultivation realms.

The attendees were classified into two categories. The first consisted of factions personally invited by the Dijiang Tribe, such as the Buddhist Kingdom and the Dragon Tribe of the East Sea. The Dijiang Tribe dared not slight these factions, providing them with the best audience seats and even spirit fruits and meals.

The second category comprised rogue cultivators or small factions that turned up uninvited. These minor factions surrounded the perimeter of the heavenly altar, their viewing experience entirely up to chance.

Posing as rogue cultivators, Lu Yang and Jiang Lianyi temporarily parted ways with the elders. Gan Tian intended to continue training in the Demon Region, so she was also among the crowd of rogue cultivators.

“Old Qiu, we meet again,” First Elder greeted jovially with cupped fists. Seated to his left was Qiu Jin’an.

It was inappropriate to put on a sour face and be impolite in a public setting, so he could only respond with a smile.

“Second Imperial Prince, so you’re the one who has come this time.” First Elder stood up and called out across several sect delegations.

Great Xia had sent not the First Imperial Prince Jiang Qun, but the Second Imperial Prince Jiang Zhu.

Jiang Zhu stood tall and upright, his demeanor martial and imposing. Accomplished on both literary and martial fronts, he was rumored to harbor ambitions to vie for the throne. He cupped his hands and returned the greeting with the courtesy due from a junior.

“Fellow Daoist Ao Li, it has been two hundred years since we last met, hasn’t it? Is everything well with the Old Dragon Emperor?” Seated to First Elder’s right was Ao Li of the East Sea Dragon Tribe, an envoy sent by the Old Dragon Emperor.

Ao Li sported dragon horns atop his head, and he was decorated with jewels from horns to toes. The value of his attire alone likely surpassed the total wealth of an ordinary Fusion cultivator.

Seeing that First Elder was seated beside him, Ao Li’s expression turned unpleasant. He snorted, unwilling to engage in unnecessary conversation. “The old palace leader is well.”

“Look at you, such an attitude makes us appear estranged! People might think there’s some conflict between us. Have you forgotten the time I assisted you in overcoming your heart devil tribulation?”

At the mention of this matter, Ao Li’s face grew even more unpleasant.

Two hundred years ago, he was afflicted with a heart devil tribulation. Due to the Dragon’s inherently licentious nature, his heart devil tribulation was a lust tribulation. For a while, the East Sea Dragon Tribe floundered.

First Elder happened to be visiting back then. He stepped forward and forcibly rendered Ao Li impotent through pills and acupuncture, thereby allowing him to overcome the heart devil tribulation.

At the time, his heart devil had manifested as all manner of beauties to tempt him, yet he couldn’t do anything even if he wanted to, leaving even the heart devil at a loss for what to do.

Afterward, Ao Li consulted famous physicians and spent a century before he was finally cured and regained his ability to partake in bedroom affairs.

First Elder was magnanimous and paid no mind to Ao Li’s attitude, instead greeting the Buddhist Kingdom’s envoy, master Yuanchen. “Master Yuanchen, we haven’t met in fifty years. I trust you have been well.”

Master Chenyuan sat with steady poise. Seeing First Elder greeting him from a distance, he chuckled and placed a hand before his chest, responding out of courtesy. “Monks do not speak falsehoods. Truthfully speaking, I hadn’t expected to meet you here, Benefactor. What wretched luck.”