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Choosing a fake Young Sect Master Lu was not an easy task.

It wasn’t as simple as dragging any Golden Core Stage cultivator from the street; even under the command of the Di Jiang Order, a normal Golden Core Stage cultivator could not replicate a sect master of Young Master Lu’s caliber.

At the very least, they would need a Golden Core Stage cultivator with a solid foundation, only then would there be room for maneuver.

Secondly, they must be skilled with a sword.

During the period when Young Sect Master Lu ran rampant in the Seek Dao Sect, the most eye-catching skill he possessed was his swordsmanship.

And this person should not belong to any major power.

The disappearance of disciples from a major power could easily lead to trouble.

Therefore, an elder of the Di Jiang Clan searched for half a day and could not find a suitable candidate.

He noticed Lu Yang with a precious sword on his back.

The Ancient Di Jiang had awakened two hundred years ago, and while it seemed that he had unified most of the Demon Territory within a mere half-year, in reality, this was the culmination of two hundred years of accumulated strength.

During those two hundred years, the Di Jiang Clan had collected various pieces of intelligence in secret, including information on the geniuses of the current era.

Whether it was Lu Yang, Meng Jingzhou, Man Gu, Bai Ming from the Five Elements Sect, or Shi Chan from the Suspension Temple, they knew their appearances.

This person carrying the precious sword was not among the disciples collected by the Di Jiang Clan; he must be either a loose cultivator or a disciple from a lesser-known power!

Perfect for impersonating Young Sect Master Lu!

The one in the black robe beside him appeared to only be at the Body Integration Realm, not quite a concern.

The elder of the Di Jiang Clan made his plans in secret.

With so many people around, it wasn’t convenient to act; the Di Jiang Clan elder was very patient and followed the two.

Being at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, unless a Semi-Immortal intervened, no one could counter him; he would not be noticed.

"Why is someone following us continually?" Fairy Eternity frowned unhappily.

Jiang Lianyi also nodded, "Indeed, someone has been following us the whole time; it must be a Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator from the Di Jiang Clan."

"What does he want?"

"Who cares."

"Right."

A human, a ghost, and a demon continued to roam Demon City.

"We are not allowed in here?"

Lu Yang came to the center of Demon City, which was cordoned off by a hundred-meter-tall temporary wall. Great demons at the Body Integration Realm guarded this area, and no one was allowed to enter without permission.

"This is the Heavenly Altar used for the founding ceremony," Jiang Lianyi explained after a quick scan with her Spiritual Sense, knowing what was inside.

"It looks like Zhu Tian has shed a lot of blood." The main body of the Heavenly Altar was made of colored glaze and white jade, precious even in Ancient Times—Lianyi didn’t even have any.

If Lianyi desired some, she would need to take raw materials like sand and stones to the Time Immortal, adjust conditions like wind direction and temperature, and then request the Time Immortal use the Time Dao Fruit to craft a piece of colored glaze and white jade.

"Oh, it’s fine to see during the founding ceremony," Lu Yang said, as seeing it in advance would lose its mysterious appeal.

"Shall we look around that street?" Lu Yang pointed towards the other side of a narrow passage.

"Sure."

A human and a demon entered the passageway, and the Di Jiang Clan elder finally seized the opportunity: he held his breath, focused, and quickly followed them.

With a swift movement, he soared through the air, appearing in front of Lu Yang and Jiang Lianyi.

"Boy, I’ve finally caught you at a good moment; you made me wait!"

Before Lu Yang could react, he saw the Di Jiang Clan elder swiftly pull out the Di Jiang Order, stimulating it with essence blood. The Illusory Shadow of Ancient Di Jiang emerged, becoming nearly tangible, with bared fangs and claws. It burst through Lu Yang’s pupils into his Spiritual Space, taking control of him.

Wielding the Di Jiang Order was like the presence of an Ancient Ancestor itself; not to mention a mere Golden Core Stage cultivator, even someone at the Transcendance Tribulation Stage couldn’t withstand it!

In the Spiritual Space, Fairy Eternity held the Illusory Shadow of Ancient Di Jiang by the neck with one hand, her expression bizarre. What kind of trick was this?

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The Illusory Shadow of the Ancient Di Jiang fluttered about like a living creature, struggling with its limbs flailing and its six wings beating, whipping up a hurricane in the Spiritual Space.

Thud—

Fairy Eternity didn’t even think, her other hand smashed down on the head of the Ancient Di Jiang Illusory Shadow, instantly interrupting its attack.

"A Semi-Immortal level spiritual attack, it does have some substance."

Fairy Eternity was very confident, within Lu Yang’s Spiritual Space, she was an invincible existence.

At the same time, the walls of the Spiritual Space shimmered with light, and the runes kept changing as if they were preparing for a charged attack.

This was the contingency left by the Eldest Senior Sister in Lu Yang’s Spiritual Space, ensuring his safety within.

The Ancient Di Jiang Illusory Shadow, blocked by Fairy Eternity, saw the runes around the walls fade and merge with the wall as if they had never appeared.

Fairy Eternity slightly exerted force with her right hand and crushed the Ancient Di Jiang Illusory Shadow.

From beginning to end, the Ancient Di Jiang Illusory Shadow offered no resistance.

Lu Yang, unfortunately, was controlled by the Di Jiang command, his eyes vacant, his arms drooping, his entire body slackened, no longer wary of the old man.

"You too!"

The elder of the Di Jiang Clan operated the Di Jiang command at Jiang Lianyi, who was also controlled and unresponsive.

"What’s your name, and which Sect are you from?" The elder from the Di Jiang Clan wanted to confirm one more time that the person he found was suitable.

"My name is Yun Yang, from the Heaven’s Gate Sect."

"Yun Yang? No affiliation?" muttered the elder of the Di Jiang Clan, recalling the data on the geniuses of Great Xia that he held, but there was no one named Yun Yang.

"And this person next to you?" The elder of the Di Jiang Clan focused his gaze on Jiang Lianyi, who was clad in a black robe with an indiscernible appearance.

"She is my master, Su Yiren."

"The hermit Body Integration Realm Su Yiren, so it’s her." The elder of the Di Jiang Clan understood, not many cultivators in Great Xia knew of Su Yiren, let alone in the Demon Territory.

"Skilled with the sword?"

"Skilled."

"The two of you are lucky to have been chosen by the Ancient Ancestor. You will be impersonating members of the Heavenly Court Sect in the founding ceremony two days from now."

"You are no longer Yun Yang, but the Young Sect Master Lu of the Heavenly Court Sect."

"Yes, I am Young Sect Master Lu!" Lu Yang declared with resonance.

"Good attitude," the elder of the Di Jiang Clan said with a satisfied nod.

"As for you, Su Yiren, you are the Heavenly King Protector of the Heavenly Court Sect."

Beneath the black robe, Jiang Lianyi rolled her eyes and ignored him.

The elder of the Di Jiang Clan didn’t mind and continued, "Yun Yang, what you must do is to impersonate the Heavenly Court Sect at the founding ceremony and engage in battle with our Sect’s geniuses, after a fierce fight, you will be defeated by our Sect’s geniuses!"

"Yes, I guarantee to complete the mission!"

The elder of the Di Jiang Clan activated the Di Jiang command again, "I order you, with the premise of disregarding the costs, to exert all your potential, you must reach the level of Young Sect Master Lu in a short time!"

After speaking, Lu Yang’s body turned crimson as if he was aflame, and he fell to the ground, curling up into a ball, clutching the area of his chest in his clothes, and letting out heart-wrenching cries of agony.

"So painful... so hot... power... power keeps surging out!"

All power comes with a price, and Lu Yang could not bear this force, rolling on the ground, beads of sweat the size of beans breaking out on his forehead, soon completely soaking his hair with sweat.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle—

Lu Yang’s body temperature grew ever higher, the heat evaporating the sweat, emitting a sizzling steam.

Amidst the steam, Lu Yang slowly got up, adapting to the force.

The elder of the Di Jiang Clan was elated, indeed worthy of the Di Jiang command bestowed by the Ancient Ancestor, the effect was surprisingly good.

"Master, I have reached the level of Young Sect Master Lu!"