Chapter 169: Plunder (First Update)

The ninth level of the True Human Realm!

The Nirvana Dao Seed transformed into a grayish stream of energy, merging into Lu Ye's body.

The towering Dao Enlightenment Tree, which had grown to a height of a thousand meters, also shrank and fused into Lu Ye's being.

At this moment, a brand-new Avenue emerged within Lu Ye—the Nirvana Avenue!

He had gained countless insights from the Nirvana Celestial Lord.

However, he was already a Celestial Lord himself. Even with the enlightenment of another Celestial Lord, the benefits were not overwhelmingly significant.

His own Avenue resembled a vast galaxy, and the addition of the Nirvana Avenue merely introduced an exceptionally radiant star to this celestial expanse.

Lu Ye clenched his fist, and atop the Dao intent of the Celestial Lord Fist, a terrifying sense of nirvana emerged.

It seemed he had grown stronger again.

Suddenly, Lu Ye recalled something.

Hmm...

A single Nirvana Dao Seed, once refined, had propelled him from the first level of the True Human Realm all the way to the ninth. In truth, this wasn’t excessive—after all, it was the Dao intent of a Celestial Lord.

Next would be the breakthrough to the Earth Immortal Realm.

So, advancing to the Earth Immortal Realm would trigger yet another poison?

"Damn it!"

Lu Ye couldn’t help but curse aloud at this moment.

Was there no end to this?

He tallied up—how many poisons had appeared so far?

Celestial Rigor Venom, Primordial Morning Mist, Slaughter Lotus Heart, Lunar Marrow Worm, Cycle Obsession, and the Nirvana Dao Seed.

Six in total.

Unknowingly, he had endured six deadly toxins.

Well, perhaps not all were deadly, but they were certainly things extremely harmful to a person.

His resources were nearly exhausted.

Ah, forget it—time to borrow some more.

Lu Ye’s figure vanished. He had always been one to act openly under his own name. When he appeared outside the Buddhist sect—the Buddhist sect???

He was utterly stunned.

Wait... you???

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor was still alive!

Amitabha!!!

Lu Ye disguised himself as the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor, his overwhelming demonic aura pressing down on the Buddhist sect.

The end of cultivation is escape.

The end of escape is speed, disguise, and concealment.

Lu Ye was already at the ninth level of the True Human Realm, and his disguise was so flawless that no one in the first level could see through it.

"Who are you?"

A powerful Buddhist cultivator roared.

"Keh keh keh, I’ve only been gone for a few years, and you bald donkeys have already forgotten me?" Lu Ye let out a villainous laugh.

"Impossible! The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor was slain! Who are you, pretending to be him?"

A Buddhist expert activated his Heavenly Eye, yet the figure before him remained unmistakably the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

"That insignificant Lu Ye thought he could truly kill me? Does he even deserve it? Enough talk—I’m running low on cultivation resources lately. Your Buddhist sect will sponsor me. Will you hand them over willingly, or shall I take them myself?" Lu Ye sneered.

"Whoever you are, the Buddhist sect is not a place for your arrogance—"

Before the words could fully leave his mouth, an unimaginably powerful demonic claw materialized in the sky above the Buddhist mountain.

Under the shadow of this claw, every patriarch and sacred statue of the Buddhist sect trembled in overwhelming terror.

The might of this strike was beyond description.

How could an attack of such magnitude exist in the first level?

Impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

Yet as the demonic claw descended, the entire Buddhist mountain began to crumble. The sect’s grand formation erupted with countless beams of sacred light, only to shatter instantly under the claw’s pressure.

The two sides were simply not on the same level.

"Amitabha! Stop! We are willing to offer treasures! Myriad Spirits, our Buddhist sect and your Demon race are allies—please show mercy!"

Lu Ye halted his descent.

"Bring the treasures!"

Every Buddhist disciple wore a bitter expression.

That terrifying demonic claw was truly beyond their ability to resist.

Moreover, the destruction of their grand formation meant they could no longer rely on their usual trick of summoning a fake powerhouse using sacred relics to intimidate foes.

This being—whether or not he was truly the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor—was undeniably, overwhelmingly powerful.

"Not enough. Is this all? Are you treating me like a beggar?"

"Elder… Senior, our Buddhist sect is truly impoverished. Driven to this land, our treasures have either been lost or destroyed. We have nothing of real value left..."

Lu Ye scoffed.

"Too poor. Might as well wipe you out."

The enormous demonic claw appeared once more.

"We have more, we still have..."

Another batch of treasures was brought forth.

"Not enough! Not enough! Not enough!"

Having already taken on the appearance of the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor, Lu Ye no longer cared about maintaining any pretense of dignity.

The Buddhist sect scrambled to produce yet another collection.

"Senior, there truly is nothing left. Our sect is impoverished. If you don't mind, you might visit the Great Wilderness—the factions there are exceedingly wealthy, especially the Great Dao Sect, currently the foremost sect in the First Heaven, with treasures beyond counting. Perhaps you could pay them a visit!"

"The Great Dao Sect, eh? Fine, I'll go take a look later. Are you absolutely certain there's nothing left?" Lu Ye inquired.

"Truly nothing remains. The Buddhist treasures have all been emptied. We beg your forgiveness, Senior!"

"Never mind, I'll just search for myself then!"

The demonic claw reappeared, though this time it transformed into a fist.

A colossal fist descended from the heavens.

"Boom!"

A golden shockwave reverberated throughout the Buddhist realm, echoing endlessly.

The entire Buddhist mountain was utterly flattened.

Done!

Initially, Lu Ye had only intended to seize treasures—bullying the weak was not his style.

But the Buddhist sect had offered such an excellent suggestion.

The Great Dao Sect, after all.

Truly wealthy. A pity he wasn't the backstabbing Empress.

Vast resources converged toward him—wasn't this abundance enough?

And yet they claimed to have nothing left?

Lu Ye's figure vanished, only to reappear beyond the Netherworld.

Still in the guise of the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor.

The Netherworld was stunned, unable to speak.

"Boom..."

Done!

Resources from two more factions were now in his possession. Though not as plentiful as the initial haul, it should suffice for his cultivation up to the Earth Immortal realm.

Now Lu Ye felt profound insight—no wonder the Nine Heavens Sage was revered by all. He had only targeted these two factions due to past grievances. But if a true demonic cultivator were to emerge, indiscriminately plundering treasures without regard for enmity, one could scarcely imagine what would become of the world.

The downfall of the two factions caused a huge uproar in the First Heaven.

The Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor isn’t dead?

No, this can’t be the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor, right?

If it were the Myriad Spirits Demon Emperor, he would surely have gone after the Great Dao Sect instead of wiping out the Buddhist Sect and the Netherworld.

In the Second Heaven,

Jiang Die received the news.

"Lu Ye… He’s still in the First Heaven?"

Knowing Lu Ye’s methods, Jiang Die shuddered.

How did he manage this?

Even the rules set by the Nine Heavens Great Sage could be bypassed?

What realm has he reached now?

Jiang Die’s heart pounded wildly, an overwhelming sense of dread gripping her.

Why is this happening?

How could he evade ascension?

If he remains in the First Heaven, raising his strength to a terrifying level before ascending to the Second Heaven… what would happen then?

Jiang Die’s scalp tingled with fear.

No, no!

Absolutely not!!!