139: Chapter 139 The Schemes of the Traitors of the Chan Sect

Night enveloped the land, and the territory of the Human Race Mortals also entered a collective period of slumber.

The Twelve Golden Immortals were temporarily residing in a dilapidated cave abode outside the capital city. After nightfall, everyone was restless, sitting cross-legged to begin to Cultivate.

After Guangchengzi took Dayu as his disciple, the Luck of the Chan Sect was briefly reconnected with the vast Luck of the Human Race.

Inside one cave abode.

Que Liusun was the first to lose patience. He moved his Primordial Spirit slightly, attempting to draw upon the Human Dao Luck to accelerate his Cultivate, but as soon as his Primordial Spirit touched that Profound Yellow Qi, it was violently repelled by a layer of obscure Tribulation Qi.

He furrowed his brows and spoke in a deep voice: "This Human Dao Luck is clearly right before our eyes, so dense that it feels within reach, yet why are we unable to absorb even a fraction of it!"

"It is all because of the Human Dao Tribulation Qi on our bodies!" Venerable Daoxing's voice, filled with grievance, answered his doubt within Que Liusun's Primordial Spirit.

Inside another cave abode.

Venerable Daoxing, who had already tried and was now livid, having given up on using the Human Race Luck to Cultivate, had just finished linking his Primordial Spirit with Master Lingbao and Que Liusun.

Master Lingbao closed his eyes, his magic power surging around him, his tone as cold as ice: "I tried it just a moment ago as well. The Human Race Luck is clearly visible. But as soon as I get close, that Profound Yellow Qi avoids me, and the Tribulation Qi within my body acts like sparks, burning my Primordial Spirit until it aches, making it impossible to use even a fraction."

Venerable Daoxing gritted his teeth, his Primordial Spirit fluctuating with unwillingness: "Because of the matters during the Battle of Zhuolu back then, we attracted a whole body's worth of Human Dao Tribulation Qi. It has caused the Human Race Luck to be visible, but untouchable!"

"And yet, that Guangchengzi, who has the most Tribulation Qi, relies on his status as the Revered Master of the Common Sovereign Dayu to remain completely unhindered by the Tribulation Qi, openly and honestly absorbing the Human Dao Luck, exclusively enjoying this massive Opportunity!"

While the three of them were conversing via their Primordial Spirits, in Guangchengzi's cave abode not far away, the Spiritual Qi was so dense it had turned into mist, and he was rapidly Cultivating by borrowing the Luck, in excellent condition.

This scene, transmitted into their minds through their Primordial Spirit perception, was like adding fuel to the fire.

"Unfair!" "Unfair!" The Primordial Spirits of Que Liusun and Master Lingbao both clenched their fists, their hatred coalescing into threads of black mist.

Que Liusun's voice was low, filled with suppressed rage: "Guangchengzi killed the most Human Race Cultivators back then; the Tribulation Qi on him is thicker than all of ours combined. By what right can he use Dayu's Human Emperor Luck to openly enjoy this supreme Cultivate resource!"

"This won't do!" Venerable Daoxing's Primordial Spirit energy suddenly exploded, filled with baleful Qi. Unable to suppress the anger in his heart any longer, he immediately spoke in a deep voice: "This Cultivate cannot continue! Our bodies are entangled with Tribulation Qi; not only can we not draw in the Human Race Luck, but we are also being burned until our minds are restless. Sitting here any longer will only add to our grievances, and we simply cannot calm our hearts to Cultivate!"

Que Liusun was stunned and asked: "If we don't Cultivate, what else can we do? We can't just keep meditating and watch Guangchengzi enjoy the Opportunity all by himself!"

A glimmer of calculation flashed in Venerable Daoxing's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "We will go and help the Mortals in the Mortal world! We have the Human Race's resentment and Human Dao Tribulation Qi on us."

"If we take the initiative to go down the mountain to help the Mortals and resolve their suffering, we can slowly dissipate the Human Race resentment on us, and also earn Human Race Karma to resolve the Tribulation Qi. That is far better than wasting time here!"

Upon hearing this, Que Liusun's Primordial Spirit eyes instantly lit up, and he immediately said excitedly: "Good idea! This method can not only resolve our current predicament but also allow us to slowly accumulate Karma. It is truly brilliant! I agree!"

Master Lingbao, who had been silent, also moved and nodded slightly. Then, his tone suddenly shifted, carrying a hint of sinister chill as he slowly added:

"The two of you, since we cannot keep an eye on the Human Race capital city at all times and cannot stop Guangchengzi from using Dayu to reap Karma, then while we are helping the Mortals and dissipating the resentment, why don't we secretly spread negative information about Guangchengzi."

"We can slowly leak the matter of how Guangchengzi wantonly slaughtered Human Race ancestors during the Battle of Zhuolu back then, and how he bears a monstrous blood debt, to the Mortal commoners, letting the Human Race commoners see his true face!"

"Even if he is protected by his status as the Revered Master of the Common Sovereign, once the Human Race loses faith in him and a large amount of Human Race resentment condenses, I want to see if he can still enjoy the Human Race Luck peacefully!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Venerable Daoxing's heart tightened. He hurriedly lowered his Primordial Spirit voice and raised his concern: "This method is certainly satisfying, but if it is discovered, especially if it reaches the Revered Master's ears, wouldn't we be severely punished?"

Especially if Guangchengzi finds out... That would be a feud of obstructing the Dao!

Que Liusun also instantly calmed down, his Primordial Spirit furrowing his brows, and he echoed: "That's right, if we are careless and our tracks are exposed, not only will we fail to take revenge, but we will also bring disaster upon ourselves. This risk is too great!"

A trace of certainty flashed in Master Lingbao's eyes, and he sneered to reassure the two: "You can rest assured. Based on my understanding of Guangchengzi, before the Human Race resentment erupts, he won't pay any attention to Mortal public opinion!"

"The Human Dao Luck also forms its own barrier, which can block the Teacher's divinations. Coupled with us acting in secret and only spreading it in ways that Mortals can perceive..."

"As long as the three of us keep our mouths shut and act in secret, even if Guangchengzi becomes suspicious, he won't be able to find a shred of evidence and will have to suffer this loss in silence!"

Venerable Daoxing and Que Liusun exchanged a glance, the concern in their eyes instantly dissipating, replaced by ruthlessness and anticipation.

Que Liusun immediately responded in a deep voice: "In that case, let's act according to the plan!"

Venerable Daoxing also nodded heavily: "Good! Tomorrow morning, we will split up and act. We will dissipate the Tribulation Qi and also give Guangchengzi some trouble!"

The three Primordial Spirits reached a consensus in the night, hatred surging around them, but they forcibly suppressed their energy and hid themselves, waiting for the right moment to unfold their secret plot against Guangchengzi.

...

At the same time, deep within the Hall of the Co-Lord. In a quiet room.

Emperor Shun sat upright on a meditation cushion, Profound Yellow Qi permeating his body, his gaze constantly focused on the cave abode where the Chan Sect resided.

"Interesting... truly interesting!" The secret plot of the three Primordial Spirits in the Twelve Golden Immortals' cave abode just now was clearly visible under his Early Stage Hunyuan Golden Immortal Primordial Spirit.

Every word reached his ears without fail, and a trace of understanding and coldness flowed in his eyes.

"Dayu, come here." A gentle voice traveled from the quiet room into the Common Sovereign's sleeping quarters.

The next moment, Dayu's figure arrived.

"Emperor Shun? Is there something you need?"

Emperor Shun tapped his fingertip lightly, and a pale golden beam of Primordial Spirit memory shot straight into the center of Dayu's brows.

"Take a look at what those three Chan Sect Golden Immortals outside the capital city were just plotting."

Dayu was slightly stunned, his Primordial Spirit sinking into that beam of memory, and in just an instant.

The Primordial Spirit conversation of the three Chan Sect members, from their resentment at being unable to enjoy the Human Dao Luck, to their jealousy of Guangchengzi exclusively enjoying the Opportunity, to their discussion about going down the mountain to help Mortals and dissipate Tribulation Qi, and even their secret plan to spread the blood debt of Guangchengzi's wanton slaughter of the Human Race during the Battle of Zhuolu to ruin his reputation and sever his Luck, were all clearly displayed before his eyes.