### Chapter 28: Chen Changsheng’s Hidden Card, The Layout of Wanyan Aguduo
After speaking, Master Yuhua pulled Chen Changsheng to the front of the bl**d pool.
“Changsheng, of everyone in Shangqing View, you are the one I value the most.”
“Do you know why I noticed you in the crowd at a glance?”
“Because I sensed an aura in you that even I lack, and that is serenity.”
“You don’t have the busyness of ordinary people, nor the obsession of cultivators.”
“It’s as if everything in the world is merely the transient clouds of your life.”
“Cultivators pursue the Dao for longevity, yet even those in the Transformation Stage who have lived for a thousand years do not possess your quality.”
“Facts have proven that I did not misjudge you.”
“The opportunity is right in front of you; as long as we join forces, we can go further than anyone else.”
Faced with Master Yuhua’s invitation, Chen Changsheng silently stepped back.
Seeing this, Master Yuhua frowned and said, “What’s wrong? Do you also think this power is ill-fated?”
“Rest assured, I have studied this matter in detail.”
“Directly absorbing power will indeed bring some trouble, but it won’t be a problem after filtering through bloodlines.”
“The eighteen races guarding the Bronze Ancient Palace are simply the best tools for filtering this power.”
“Wanyan Aguduo, that fool, thought that filtering the power through his daughter’s body would be enough to avoid issues.”
“But he doesn’t realize that impure bloodlines cannot filter it cleanly; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been countered by me.”
Listening to Master Yuhua’s eloquent speech, Chen Changsheng shook his head.
“Master Ancestor, I’m not worried about the safety of this power; I haven’t even considered that at all.”
“My only purpose in coming to Night Moon Nation is to take back the corpses of my master and brothers.”
Upon hearing this, Master Yuhua, who had initially looked excited, became indifferent.
“You are still the same as before, but you should know: those who follow me prosper, while those who oppose me perish.”
“The disciple certainly knows this. Please, Master Ancestor, allow me to collect my master’s remains before taking action.”
Upon hearing this, Master Yuhua’s expression became extremely unfriendly.
However, facing such an outstanding disciple, he ultimately revealed a trace of patience.
“Swish!”
With a wave of his hand, seven corpses appeared neatly in front of Chen Changsheng.
The forbidden energy within the body of the former Deity was also cleared, thus turning it back into a corpse.
Looking at the familiar faces he had once spent time with, Chen Changsheng took out eleven coffins and began to prepare the corpses for burial.
The Deity, the senior brother, the second senior brother…
After helping the former acquaintances with their preparations, Chen Changsheng began to take care of the Wolf King’s remains next.
Wiping off the bl**d, changing into burial clothes, and since the heart that had been dug out could not be found, Chen Changsheng simply carved one from wood.
Including Hu Zhan and Lin Hu, eleven coffins were just enough.
“Undertaker, an interesting title.”
“But why have you only dug three graves? Do you think you can take them away alive?”
Faced with Master Yuhua’s confusion, Chen Changsheng smiled and said, “Master Ancestor, I’m not afraid to say it, but before I entered the sect, I was selling coffins.”
“Due to some unexpected circumstances, that’s how I ended up with such a chaotic title.”
“But as a professional in this trade, I do have precise control over the quantity.”
“Today I only need eleven coffins, so I won’t take out any more.”
“Oh?”
“On what grounds do you have such confidence?”
Upon hearing this, Chen Changsheng grinned and said, “Master Ancestor, have you heard of the Hundred Defeats Celestial Sovereign?”
Before his words fell, Chen Changsheng immediately threw out a stone coffin.
As the stone coffin sensed the aura of the bl**d pool, it suddenly released an extremely brilliant light.
A towering figure emerged from the stone coffin.
“d*mn you, dare to show yourself!”
With that, a massive fist rushed toward Master Yuhua.
Faced with such a situation, Master Yuhua hastily threw the small wolf in his hand away, trying to block for a moment.
But how could the Hundred Defeats Celestial Sovereign’s fist be easily blocked?
The illusory fist passed through the small wolf and then heavily struck Master Yuhua.
“Puff!”
The fully realized Master Yuhua was instantly sent flying by a single punch.
After knocking back Master Yuhua, the illusory figure of the Hundred Defeats Celestial Sovereign did not pursue further.
Instead, it summoned the nearby Bronze Ancient Palace and ruthlessly suppressed it upon the bl**d pool.
“No!”
Seeing this scene, Master Yuhua let out a roar, then flew under the Bronze Ancient Palace in an attempt to stop its descent.
“Bang!”
A hidden cave exploded violently, and a bald man flew out, coughing up bl**d.
This person was none other than Yixiu, the monk who had been suppressing the ill-fated source.
“Clang!”
A pitch-black force heavily struck the base of the Bronze Ancient Palace, causing its originally rapidly descending form to suddenly come to a halt.
“Yixiu, what are you waiting for?”
Chen Changsheng picked up the small wolf that had fallen to the ground, uncertain of its fate, and shouted toward the injured Yixiu.
He was only at the Golden Core Realm, and without Yixiu’s help, he simply couldn’t escape Night Moon Nation.
The Hundred Defeats Celestial Sovereign’s illusory figure, though strong, was ultimately just a rootless water spirit; whether it could withstand that ill-fated power was still uncertain.
So what Chen Changsheng needed to do most urgently was to escape quickly, and the further, the better.
Hearing Chen Changsheng’s call, Yixiu didn’t have time to think and infused his bl**d energy to begin unleashing Buddhist techniques.
Seeing Chen Changsheng was about to escape, Master Yuhua immediately gritted his teeth in anger.
But the Bronze Ancient Palace above him left him unable to move.
Countless scriptures swirled around Chen Changsheng and Yixiu, and their figures gradually became illusory.
“Master Ancestor, I’m the coffin seller; one day, I will come to give you an appropriate burial!”
Chen Changsheng’s voice echoed in the forbidden ground, harshly striking Master Yuhua’s heart.
……
A thousand miles away.
“Puff!”
Yixiu spat out a mouthful of golden bl**d and then fell to the ground.
However, Chen Changsheng seemed not to notice Yixiu’s injuries, instead urging him on.
“Stop lying there! Get up and keep running!”
Faced with this former friend from a hundred years ago, Yixiu nearly fainted from lack of breath.
“Ancestor!”
“What I just unleashed was the secret technique of the Heavenly Buddha Temple; using it consumes bl**d essence and also ten years of lifespan.”
“Now that we’ve escaped a thousand miles, can you let me catch my breath?”
“I’m just a small Nascent Soul Stage cultivator, not a Transformation Stage powerhouse.”
Listening to Yixiu’s complaints, Chen Changsheng anxiously glanced toward the imperial capital.
“Using it once only shortens your life by ten years, but Wanyan Aguduo, who is fully transformed, hasn’t even taken a single move from Master Yuhua.”
“When he comes, you won’t just lose ten years of life; you’ll likely lose your life altogether.”
Upon hearing this, Yixiu immediately sprang up from the ground and once again unleashed the life-consuming secret technique of the Heavenly Buddha Temple.
“Swish!”
The figures of Chen Changsheng and Yixiu disappeared again.
