Who Let Him Cultivate?!-Chapter 1003 - 102

In the Abbot’s Room, those previously seized by Lu Yang had all been detained here, and Master Duan Chen was questioning each of them about the circumstances to make judgments on how to deal with these individuals.

When he heard the news from the pair, Lu Yang, he abruptly stood up, his eyes wide as saucers.

"What!"

Why was this Buddha Bathing Festival filled with so many incidents?

Worldly Venerable bless, fortunately, he had the foresight to invite Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, otherwise the chaos during this festival might have been even greater.

"Hurry, tell me what is the situation now?!" Master Duan Chen couldn’t bother questioning the lascivious monk any longer, since those locked up here couldn’t escape anyway.

"Master, you would know if you extended your Spiritual Sense outside."

Master Duan Chen released his Spiritual Sense; although it did not cover as large an area as that of the other two, it was sufficient to see the abnormalities among the civilians distinctly.

All of them were expressionless and showed symptoms exactly consistent with those who had taken the Oblivion Pill, as remembered by the Three-eyed Ghost Monk.

"Based on our hypothesis, it’s highly possible that there’s an issue with the canal water. The people from the Ruthless Sect have dumped a large quantity of Oblivion Pills into the canal,"

Lu Yang announced his guess, hearing which Master Duan Chen’s complexion grew increasingly grim.

He had been negligent; not realizing an issue could arise with the canal water would indeed be a silent yet effective method to spread the Forgetfulness Poison throughout Kaihuang City.

Master Duan Chen realized the severity of the situation.

"What do the two benefactors think we should do?"

"The immediate precedence is to stabilize the civilians. On our way here, we already witnessed many ruthless actions, abandoning wives and children, and committing all manners of abandonment. If we wait any longer, I fear a massive chaos will ensue!"

"Old Meng and I discussed on the way here; the Forgetfulness Poison spread in the air is not nearly as potent as a whole Oblivion Pill.

It’s uncertain for those in the Foundation Establishment Stage, but for cultivators in the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stages, if they hold their breath and stop inhaling more of the Forgetfulness Poison, the toxicity in their bodies should pass quickly, returning them to normal."

The limit for cultivators in this Buddha Bathing Festival was up to the Golden Core Stage hence why there were many more Golden Core cultivators in Kaihuang City now than usual, which could be a great help.

"Old Meng and I will try to stabilize the civilians and have these cultivators hold their breath."

"As for the Master, temporarily close Kaihuang Temple, and don’t let pilgrims enter anymore; lead the monks in maintaining the city’s order."

"Good, this impoverished monk will proceed to do so. But how will the two benefactors manage to stabilize the civilians while getting the cultivators to hold their breath?" Master Duan Chen wondered. With the city’s cultivators being so insensitive, the appeal from Lu Yang and his companion was greatly reduced, would they obediently comply?

"This part is simple."

As Lu Yang spoke, he took out a bodhi seed, drilled it into the soil, applied the Tree Planting Spell to grow a bodhi clone, and then pulled out a black robe with a gold skull printed on it from the Identity Jade and draped it over the bodhi clone.

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"Old man, you’re just my mom, don’t think I will do whatever you say; I don’t need you to make decisions for my future."

"I’m doing this all for your own good."

"Do you think I would harm myself?"

"You’re ungrateful; I wish I didn’t have a son like you."

Similar conversations could be seen everywhere.

Affection and interest are two crucial factors that maintain social relationships. When only interest remains with no affection, the existing social structures nearly collapse.

Kaihuang City was on the verge of collapse.

Suddenly, a muffled groan sounded in the distance, resembling a fist slamming into the ground; the ground shook, kicking up dust.

There were also buzzing sounds of swords breaking the sound barrier, thunderous like booming thunder.

"Stop, thief!"

Three figures flew out of the dust, the sounds of their fight growing closer, more intense, and finally arriving above Kaihuang City, their presence terrifying.

People could finally make out the figures of the three shadows.

"It’s Sword Immortal Lu and Buddhist Meng."

"Who is the other person?"

"Clad in a black cloak, hard to see."

Meng Jingzhou unleashed the Arhat Fist, the fist imprint dazzling, even more blinding than the sun.

At the same time, he quietly tore apart a dozen talismans, and a grand Buddha’s chant filled the air, as if hundreds of thousands were praising and chanting scriptures for Meng Jingzhou.

Behind Lu Yang’s head emerged a halo, formed by numerous golden Sword Qi, divine like an immortal.

"The two indeed have some skills," a cold laugh came from beneath the black cloak, from Bodhi’s clone.

"Who exactly are you!" Lu Yang wouldn’t fall for this flattery and scolded the clone angrily.

"The Master of Skull Divine Sect, White Bone Lang." Bodhi’s clone released an immense oppressive force, as if heaven and earth were crumbling, covering the entire Kaihuang City, from Nascent Soul Cultivators to commoners, everyone prostrated to the ground.

The commoners did not know what Cultivation Level White Bone Lang possessed, but the Nascent Soul Cultivators did.

This definitely was a Great Power of Unification!

"Sounds like a cult."

Bodhi’s clone became furiously enraged, "Dare to insult the Divine Sect, then let this city be the sacrifice! Senluo Sword Formation!"

A Sword Array was laid down with great commotion but negligible power, nailed in the void. Above Kaihuang City appeared an Array Method resembling a pagoda, shrinking from bottom to top, much like the Senluo hell.

"Dare to slaughter the city! Heaven-Slaying Immortal Fist!" Meng Jingzhou shouted loudly.

"Extinguish Immortal Sword!" Lu Yang raised the Green Peak Sword high, its Sword Qi stretching a hundred meters, easily capable of cleaving an enormous ship on the East Sea.

The two deployed every skill they had, fighting against Lu Yang’s Bodhi clone.

All the people of Kaihuang City looked up at the sky battlefield, worried about any aftermath of White Bone Lang’s attack falling into the city and hitting them.

Meanwhile, monks from Kaihuang Temple, under the direction of Master Duanchen, divided Kaihuang City to try to reduce interactions and movements among the commoners.

After hundreds of rounds of fierce battles, Bodhi’s clone finally began to show signs of fatigue, unable to continue and revealed a fierce expression.

"Very well, very well, worthy of the legendary Lu Yang and Meng Jingzhou, truly living up to your reputations!"

"Want to protect the commoners in this city, do you? Let’s see how you protect!"

"The Divine Sect will live on forever!"

Bodhi’s clone’s body quickly swelled, the change occurring so abruptly that Lu Yang and the other could not intervene in time, only to hear a loud explosion, the clone self-detonated, black smoke billowing, drifting in the air.

Lu Yang’s expression changed drastically, "It’s bad, it’s the legendary Bone Poison born from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, inhaling even a breath could cause your organs to disintegrate, not even immortals can save you!"

They tried to drive away the dense smoke, but inadvertently spread it everywhere.

Upon hearing this, the commoners hurriedly hid in their rooms while cultivators all held their breath, without exception.

Lu Yang and the other exchanged a glance, it was settled.

As they had anticipated, as long as Golden Core and Nascent Soul Cultivators stopped inhaling Forgetfulness Poison, they would quickly breakdown the poison and return to normal.

They also became aware of their own previous abnormal state and the oddity within the city.

Just when Lu Yang and the other thought they had somewhat managed to control the situation, two figures ascended into the sky, coldly watching Lu Yang and his companion.

"Worthy disciples of Daoist Buyu, indeed you possess some skills."

Although they did not recognize these two, Lu Yang easily guessed their identities, "People from Ruthless Sect, was it you who released the Forgetfulness Poison?"