Chapter 52

Chapter 052: Only the Dao

In front of the Tree of Enlightenment.

Dozens of monks hurried over, only to see countless rays of light descending, enveloping a single person.

Quiet and peaceful.

The person, the Dao, and the tree merged into one.

“So fast?” The leader, Du Zeng, was quite surprised.

But thankfully, it was only one person.

Du Zeng carefully scrutinized the figure, noting their youthful appearance and handsome looks, with rosy lips and white teeth. If this person became a little monk, they would probably have a deep connection to the Buddha.

“Fellow Daoist, I sense that this tree has a connection with our Buddha Sect…”

“Senior Brother!”

Unexpectedly, a disciple of the Buddha Sect suddenly interrupted Du Zeng.

“This person is very strong. At the Heavenly Spirit Pool, many disciples of our Buddha Sect have fallen at his hands,” Du Hui hurriedly said.

Du Zeng’s eyes shone with golden light.

“You mean to say he holds a grudge against our Buddha Sect?”

“Yes, but he’s incredibly powerful. I’m worried that if we engage him, we’ll pay a hefty price.”

Du Zeng suddenly smiled.

A gentle, compassionate smile.

“Junior Brother, you think he’s strong because you’re unaware of my abilities. Since he bears a grudge against the Buddha Sect, we’ll use our compassion to enlighten him. Just watch.”

He stepped forward, and behind him, golden light surged, revealing a giant golden vajra manifestation; its furious gaze seemed to threaten heaven and earth.

“Evil obstruction, come out!”

His roar stirred up dust and leaves, like a violent storm.

Lu Ye dug in his ears, feeling like his earwax had just been blasted out.

Buddha Sect, Buddha Sect, always the Buddha Sect!

He opened his eyes, filled with impatience. The Tree of Enlightenment was indeed a treasure spot, and many powers would come to fight over it. If they kept sending people to attack, it would be a real headache.

With a swift motion, he disturbed the scene.

“Don’t you dare interrupt my lord’s peaceful cultivation!”

A piercing cry rang out as a massive sword light swung, stirring the winds and clouds, slashing toward the Buddha Sect disciples.

Lu Ye remained unfazed, moving like a phantom, darting through the crowd of disciples like lightning.

Golden light erupted continuously, and the sound of metal clashing echoed.

If you looked closely, it seemed like dozens of blurry Lu Yes were striking simultaneously among the disciples, some tried to block with treasures only to see them shatter, while others couldn’t track Lu Ye’s speed. By the time they realized what happened, a red bloom had already blossomed at their throats.

In the blink of an eye, a dozen figures launched into action.

In a single moment, a dozen figures merged into one.

Lu Ye returned to his original spot beneath the Tree of Enlightenment, sitting cross-legged once more.

The Magic Sword clashed with the manifestation.

The manifestation developed numerous cracks, yet its master was wide-eyed, filled with horror and disbelief, with a hint of regret shimmering in his eyes.

“Pfft pfft pfft…”

Blood sprayed out continuously.

The Buddha Sect disciples, who had just been lively moments before, now knelt on the ground in almost identical poses, clutching their throats, their expressions shifting from confusion to pain.

Some tried to staunch their bleeding, but the wound was infused with an overwhelming sword qi that didn’t give them a chance to recover.

“Ah… Amitabha…”

Du Zeng let out a final prayer before his body collapsed with a thud.

Chu Ling, sword in hand, stood watching.

Shocked, her expression changed repeatedly.

She turned to look at Lu Ye with mixed feelings, realizing that her predictions about him had completely come true.

My lord… he’s not arguing or mocking us now; it’s really because we’ve lost all meaning in his eyes.

Too fast!

Lu Ye’s cultivation speed had far exceeded her expectations, reaching an unbelievable level.

He had no need at all to entangle himself with them.

Because in just a short time, he could leave them far behind, reaching heights they could only dream of.

He had no intentions of getting tangled up with them again.

How long had it been?

He had only been back for a little over half a year since his rebirth, and yet his strength had already reached such an astonishing level.

Give him another two or three years, and he might already ascend to the Second Heaven.

They would lose the chance to see him again.

Chu Ling’s heart ached immensely. Was this really my lord’s decision?

He had never developed intense conflicts with them. In the beginning, he had even harbored thoughts of killing them, but now when he looked at her, those eyes held the same indifference as when gazing at a stranger—no, perhaps even less than that.

He completely ignored her.

Chu Ling fell to her knees, her voice filled with pleading.

“My lord!”

Lu Ye closed his eyes.

His heart stirred not a single wave.

Being a playboy with eight women was his mistake, and he had paid the price for it.

Back when he first crossed over, he hadn’t intended to seek out a number of beautiful women; familial love, friendship, romance—these were what he truly desired.

But on the path to Dao, there lay many dry bones.

Brothers perished, seniors on the path had met their end.

He had once possessed all this.

In this life, he no longer craved; he only wanted to reach the pinnacle of the Dao that he had never obtained to see what it was like.

Waking up holding the world’s power, and drunkenly enjoying the company of beauties, all these were nothing more than fleeting illusions.

Only the Dao!

Only the Dao!

In Chu Ling’s eyes, there was pain and determination. Since the matter of the Chu Sword Mountain had come to light, she realized just how good Lu Ye had been to her.

He affectionately called her “little maid,” but his voice was filled with an unmistakable indulgence.

Who in this world would go through hell and high water for their maid, or protect their maid to become an emperor?

Who would always enjoy teasing their maid to make her smile? As long as he laughed, he was as happy as a child, but that genuine smile could no longer appear on his face.

Chu Ling clutched her chest, gasping for breath.

It hurt too much; it felt like she couldn’t breathe.

She fixed her gaze on the boy surrounded by countless rays of light, her fists tightly clenched.

“My lord, I will definitely accompany you. Wherever you go, I will go. I can surely catch up to you!”

After speaking, Chu Ling smashed her head against the ground three times, then stood up to leave.

She needed to grow stronger!

She was determined to grow stronger at any cost. She couldn’t imagine a future where Lu Ye would never appear before her again; losing the one who loved her most in this world, how would she live on?

She was not single-mindedly pursuing the Dao like Lu Ye.

She was crossing her emotional bridge, battling her regrets.

Meanwhile, Lu Ye paid no mind to Chu Ling. He was pondering a rather important question.

That was, he had reached the Breaking Embryo Peak, but he didn’t feel like he had hit a limit yet.

How about pushing this realm a little higher?

Maybe practice to Breaking Embryo Realm level ten or something.

Keep pushing, keep pushing; that’s healthier!

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