Chapter 262: Dare to Bully My Immortal Lineage's Second Boss?

Lu Yang didn't immediately summon Senior Sister. Given her personality, he knew that if he called upon her before even engaging in battle, it was uncertain whether he or Mu Tiancao would be the first to suffer her wrath. He decided to at least eliminate a few Golden Core cultivators first, to save Senior Sister some face.

"Attack!" Mu Tiancao commanded. The Golden Core cultivators, both human and demonic, howled as they charged forward in unison.

Their original appearances were indiscernible, hidden beneath layers of mud.

One wielded a golden disc that spun at high speed; even a slight brush could carve out a large chunk of flesh.

Another held a chipped bowl of unknown antiquity, resembling one used for begging.

A demonic beast spread its wings, soaring into the air with a crane's cry. Lu Yang remembered his latest edition of the "Dense Forest Bestiary," which mentioned a late-stage Golden Core white crane deep within the forest. It had a tendency to revert to its ancestral Dragon Sparrow form, and several late-stage Golden Core cultivators had already fallen victim to it.

Another demonic beast resembled a tiger or leopard, featuring five tails and horns on its head. Its roars sounded like stones clashing. Lu Yang matched it with an entry in the "Dense Forest Bestiary": "The *Zheng*, an ancient beast of the middle Golden Core stage."

Yet another demonic beast, horse-shaped, had gray-black eyes with no whites, and its roar sounded like human singing. "The *Lushu*, an ancient beast of the middle Golden Core stage."

"You have so many demonic beasts at your disposal, and you're still not satisfied? You want me too?" Lu Yang chuckled, unfazed by the throng of enemies surrounding him. "Such unbridled greed won't lead far on the path to immortality."

The Immortal Fairy had repeatedly warned Lu Yang that cultivators should never be excessively greedy. While greed might offer fleeting pleasure, it would prevent one from journeying far along the immortal path.

"Don't trouble yourself, dead man," Mu Tiancao retorted, taking none of Lu Yang's advice to heart.

As they spoke, the golden disc shot out, flashing with lightning as it spun and carved a deep trench into the ground.

*Clang*— The Azure Edge Sword materialized, blocking the golden disc.

To his surprise, the golden disc split into two, bypassing the Azure Edge Sword and heading straight for Lu Yang.

Lu Yang retreated repeatedly, but the golden disc relentlessly pursued him. It tracked his every movement, left or right, narrowly missing him several times.

When Lu Yang blocked again with the Azure Edge Sword, the golden disc split from two into four, maintaining its unhindered speed.

"It appears that every collision increases the number of golden discs, and it can also track me," Lu Yang quickly deduced the disc's properties, finding them extremely troublesome.

"Earth Shrink!" Lu Yang burrowed into the ground. The golden discs struck the earth's surface and became immobile.

Just as Lu Yang sought a moment to catch his breath and find an escape route, a beam of light pierced through the thick mud, illuminating him. His body became immobile, fixed by the light beam, and he was pulled out of the earth.

Lu Yang looked up and saw it was the chipped bowl.

Taking advantage of Lu Yang's immobilized state, countless demonic beasts lunged at him, intending to tear him to shreds.

"It seems to be a binding artifact," Lu Yang thought. With a mental command, sword energy erupted, sweeping outwards, overturning the ground, and momentarily repelling the demonic beasts' onslaught.

The sword energy then shifted, swinging overhead to strike at the chipped bowl. The sword energy surged and shifted, holding its ground against the chipped bowl. Suddenly, it intensified, becoming dazzlingly brilliant, and carved a new chip into the bottom of the bowl.

The owner of the chipped bowl responded, their palm glowing as they unleashed several strikes, crackling with lightning. Lu Yang countered with the Arhat Fist.

A crane's cry echoed from above Lu Yang. The white crane dove, its beak like a sky-piercing sword, intent on impaling him.

"Azure Edge Sword, go!" Lu Yang commanded. While exchanging blows with the chipped bowl's owner, he mentally controlled the Azure Edge Sword to block the incoming attack from above.

Spreading his divine sense, Lu Yang detected countless humans and demonic beasts poised to deliver a fatal blow. While these attacks might not be lethal, they were certainly capable of inflicting severe injuries.

As the battle intensified, a realization dawned on Lu Yang, like a halo of light perceived vaguely through a thick fog. Just as Lu Yang attempted to clear the fog and grasp the full picture, a demonic beast lunged.

The demonic *Zheng* scraped its four hooves on the ground before charging Lu Yang with its single horn. Though Lu Yang managed to sever the *Zheng*'s horn with the Azure Edge Sword during the collision, he was still injured; his waist was struck by the horn, and blood flowed freely. Lu Yang casually took a pill to stop the bleeding.

The demonic *Lushu* descended from above, its four hooves like massive millstones, intending to crush Lu Yang. Lu Yang adopted a sky-supporting stance, meeting the *Lushu* head-on. The *Lushu* was sent flying by two palm strikes, but Lu Yang was also worse for wear; he felt intense pain in both arms, as if they were about to shatter.

With continuous assaults, Lu Yang's condition steadily deteriorated. He no longer had a chance to consume pills, and the thick fog obscuring the halo grew even denser.

"Merely a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, yet you can withstand so many ultimate moves from Golden Core stage cultivators. I truly wonder what you taste like," Mu Tiancao remarked, growing increasingly satisfied with Lu Yang. The stronger Lu Yang became, the more powerful Mu Tiancao would grow after devouring him. Spiritual plants rarely develop sentience, but once they do, they possess boundless potential!

"This is infuriating! A mere weed dares to bully the second-in-command of my Immortal lineage? Does this immortal truly have no temper?!" The Immortal Fairy exclaimed, seeing Lu Yang injured and growing both anxious and furious.

"Lu Yang, give me a wood clone! Use the Twin Lotus Seed; its effects are superior to those of the Bodhi Tree Seed!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Yang paused, his eyes brightened, and he nodded before burrowing into the earth.

"Trying to burrow into the ground again? Useless!" Mu Tiancao scoffed, assuming Lu Yang was attempting his old trick to escape using an earth-shrinking spell.

Lu Yang swiftly produced a Twin Lotus Seed and activated the "Tree Planting Art."

A lotus flower burst forth from the ground. On its leaves stood two Lu Yangs: his original body, and a clone fashioned from a lotus root.

"It's this! This is it!" Mu Tiancao exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Lu Yang summon the clone; it was the spell it had long yearned for.

"A technique even I, an immortal, couldn't master, and you, a mere weed, dare to aspire to it?" The lotus root Lu Yang sneered, mocking Mu Tiancao's audacious ambition.

The lotus root Lu Yang stretched, concluding that its original appearance was more appealing. She snapped her fingers, initiating a transformation. The outer layer dissolved into delicate pink lotus petals, which then shed one by one, revealing the Immortal Fairy's true form.

The young girl's usual smile vanished. Her lips curved downward as she surveyed the vast, menacing crowd of human and demonic beasts, clearly displeased.

"A bunch of filthy creatures! Fighting you will soil my hands. Lu Yang, bring out my tablecloth; it can barely suffice as a weapon."

The tablecloth, known for its robustness, durability, and eternal nature, was indeed the perfect weapon.

As she spoke, the Immortal Fairy pulled her long hair back and tied it into a knot, ensuring it wouldn't get in the way during the upcoming battle.

Lu Yang retrieved a red silk cloth from his identity jade token and handed it to the Immortal Fairy.

The Immortal Fairy held the red silk, a nostalgic expression in her eyes. With a casual flick of her wrist, the silk seemed to come alive, fiery red and long as a dragon, fluttering effortlessly.

"Go!" The Immortal Fairy gripped one end of the red silk and flicked it outwards. The other end, like a bolt of lightning, sliced the demonic *Zheng* in two.

"Your ancestors dared not even breathe in my presence, and you presume to injure Lu Yang?"