Only at the Mahayana Stage Does the Reversal System Appear - Chapter 279

Chapter 279 The Powerful Tongchen Taoist

“It’s Lao Wu!” Taoist Tongchen suddenly realized, his hair standing on end in anger.

Lao Wu had betrayed him, passing on his information.

No, judging by the way Lao Wu had sent the message, perhaps he wasn’t a traitor, but an undercover agent hiding beside him.

Although Lao Wu didn’t know about his hidden injuries, he knew his cultivation method.

In the ancient world, cultivation methods are a cultivator’s life and must never be shared.

Others could exploit your cultivation method, finding flaws in your meridians or loopholes in your practice—an extremely dangerous prospect!

For example, Taoist Tongchen’s cultivation method is called “Earth Yuan Gong.” Simply by stepping on the ground, he draws endless power from the earth, potentially allowing an enemy to knock him off his feet.

Furthermore, one’s subconscious movements, personality, and lifestyle could all be exploited by the enemy.

To survive, the most important thing is to reveal less of one’s own intelligence and more of that of others.

Taoist Tongchen used his divine sense to sweep across the entire mountain, discovering that the third and fourth were already dead. The fifth, barely alive, kept uttering, “I’m going to die, and the third and fourth won’t survive either. You’ll be buried with me.”

Taoist Tongchen was even more perplexed. With the third and fourth dead, who was actually being buried with whom?

He’d only been in seclusion for half a night, so how could such a drastic change have occurred?

“Five, you must die!” Taoist Tongchen roared in anger, rushing towards the fifth.

However, before he could reach the fifth, two Nascent Soul-level auras, undisguised, brazenly entered the area, stepping through the door of life.

The information leaked by the fifth rendered the mountain’s protective formation, which was supposed to keep out the Nascent Soul-level cultivators, useless.

“How could it be so fast?” Taoist Tongchen was astonished; he’d expected them to arrive in at least a quarter of an hour.

“Of course, it’s because I’ve waited at the foot of the mountain for seven years, waiting for this day to arrive.” Eerie laughter echoed from all directions, like a ghost stalking, chilling the very skin.

Yu Feng, believing his senior sister would be frightened, stayed close to her.

Senior Sister Wu Lian, assuming Yu Feng was frightened, embraced her younger brother, protecting him, as she saw him approach.

She had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, making her the strongest among Taoist Tongchen’s disciples.

However, with the deaths of his third and fourth senior brothers and the expulsion of his fifth, Taoist Tongchen now had only two disciples, making being the strongest meaningless.

Happiness arrived so suddenly that Yu Feng was stunned.

“Heishan Jun, Jin Guang Monk?” Taoist Tongchen recognized them. He was only a nodding acquaintance with them, having met them only once at a banquet hosted by a Spirit Transformation cultivator.

“Seven years?” This was a sensitive number for Taoist Tongchen, as it was seven years ago when he accepted the fifth brother as his disciple.

“The fifth brother was indeed your hidden pawn!” Taoist Tongchen stared at Heishan Jun, gritting his teeth.

After his second brother betrayed him, he became cautious, setting up a massive mountain defense formation, allowing only Wu Lian to enter and exit, barring any other disciples from leaving.

This was to prevent further betrayal.

Unexpectedly, his fears came true.

Black Mountain Lord and Monk Jin Guang, eager to catch Taoist Tongchen off guard after receiving intelligence from the fifth brother, had hidden themselves at the foot of the mountain for seven years.

Seven years wasn’t a long time for a Nascent Soul cultivator, but if they could obtain everything Taoist Tongchen had to offer in just seven years, anyone would have chosen to wait.

For Black Mountain Lord and Monk Jin Guang, both in the middle Nascent Soul stage, the rare treasures Taoist Tongchen possessed in the late Nascent Soul stage naturally held a fascination.

“Oh no! Master has hidden injuries. How can he possibly defeat these two?” Senior Sister Wu Lian frantically tried to help.

Only she knew that Master’s foundation had been damaged by Second Junior Brother, leaving him less powerful than a typical Nascent Soul cultivator.

Yu Feng grabbed her and held her back.

“Xiaofeng, what are you doing?”

Yu Feng said with a smile. “Don’t worry, Senior Sister. Master’s hidden injury has long since healed.”

Taoist Tongchen was already engaged in combat with Lord Black Mountain and Monk Jinguang. Footsteps planted on the ground, talismans clutched, he held his own against two, even showing signs of surpassing them.

“What’s going on?”

“I gave Master a decoction that cures hidden injuries. Regular use will gradually heal Master’s hidden injuries.”

“Don’t forget, I’m an alchemist,” Yu Feng puffed out, a hint of pride.

Senior Sister Wulian rolled her eyes at Yu Feng. “What alchemist? You’re just some kid who can only make sugar beans.”

Seeing that Master was alright, she joined in the joke. Yu

Feng dejectedly said, “Senior Sister, you’re making me sad by saying that.”

Jiang Li and Bai Hongtu watched the two silently.

Using the intelligence passed on by Old Five, they quickly analyzed the flow of Taoist Tongchen’s spiritual energy and identified his weak points in the meridians.

Based on Tongchen Daoist’s techniques, they deduced that fighting above ground was his disadvantage.

They also knew that a sudden tap on his shoulder would cause him to instinctively turn his head, indicating that he was easily distracted and unable to overcome his stress response.

Based on this intelligence, Heishan Jun and Jinguang Monk deliberately attacked a certain acupuncture point on Tongchen Daoist, striking right where he stood, forcing him to leap.

They also feigned attacks to elicit a reaction from Tongchen Daoist, draining his spiritual energy and mental strength.

Despite this, Tongchen Daoist managed to overcome danger with his mastery of talismans, growing stronger with each battle.

“How could he be so powerful?” Heishan Jun and Jinguang Monk were secretly astonished. Tongchen Daoist’s talismanic skills far exceeded their expectations.

They knew Tongchen Daoist was skilled in talismans, but they hadn’t expected his mastery to be so profound, as if mobilizing the power of heaven and earth within the talismans, resulting in an incredible power.

“You bastard, you’re still watching the battle! Why don’t you quickly activate the Spirit Plant Formation?” Heishan Jun angrily scolded Lao Wu.

Lao Wu lay in bed, the poison spreading throughout his body, leaving him with no strength to even lift his hands, let alone activate the formation.

“Damn it, I knew I couldn’t count on this loser.” Seeing that Lao Wu was useless, Heishan Jun became even more angry.

“Fortunately, I have another plan.”

Heishan Jun silently recited the mantra and pointed at Lao Wu, who jumped up from the bed uncontrollably.

Lao Wu’s eyes widened in disbelief.

He immediately realized that his master was controlling him with the hidden skills in the “Spiritual Plant Manual”.

He wanted to turn Yu Feng into a puppet, but he didn’t expect that he had already been his master’s puppet.

“Why are you so weak?” Heishan Jun found that his apprentice had exhausted all his strength just to get out of bed. It was hard to imagine that this was a Jindan stage cultivator. Even the old man was stronger than him.

“In that case, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Heishan Jun smiled cruelly and asked Lao Wu to burn his soul and regain his vitality.

“No, you can’t do this!” Lao Wu was horrified. He didn’t expect Heishan Jun to be so ruthless.

Burning the soul is equivalent to no longer existing in the world. He is not even qualified to reincarnate in the underworld.

He will completely disappear from the world!

(End of this chapter)