Chapter 17: What Is False Will Always Remain False

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Startled by the figure before him, Leon immediately straightened up and called out, "Master." He glanced around and, seeing that Chong and the others were not present, secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The situation had not yet deteriorated beyond repair; Leon felt he could still make a move.

Hearing his voice, Zuo Ruotong slightly turned his head to glance at his bloodied left arm, furrowing his brow as he said, "Go back and tend to your wound first."

To be honest, this Great Ying Immortal was somewhat shocked inside. After all, Leon had not practiced for long, yet he was already able to hold his own against Li Muxuan. Was Li Muxuan weak? Certainly not; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been brazenly causing trouble outside for so long without being caught.

At this moment, Leon could not possibly obey his master’s words to return to the sect gate. What was about to happen was of utmost importance. Perhaps today would be the last day in his solitary world.

Leon tore off a piece of sleeve and roughly bandaged his left arm to stop the bleeding before speaking, “Master...”

But before he could finish, Zuo Ruotong raised his hand to interrupt him.

Now, the Great Ying Immortal frowned deeply, staring sternly at the two men opposite him. His expression was grave. “Li Muxuan...” he began.

“All these years, I’ve tolerated your other misdeeds, but you drove Ruan Tao of Qingzhu Garden to death, impersonated others to infiltrate the mountain, and even harmed three disciples of my San Yi Sect.”

At this, Zuo Ruotong paused slightly, stepped forward, and with an extremely severe tone said, “Enough is enough.”

“Today, you will stay here.”

After he appeared, Li Muxuan’s expression was complex. Upon hearing these words, his head bowed slightly, concealing his expression.

“Head of the Zuo Sect, then please demote me here today! Let it be a reckoning for the past!”

Hearing Li Muxuan refer to past events, Zuo Ruotong sighed lightly. “You have gone astray now, and I bear great responsibility. Today, I will take responsibility for my past mistakes.”

Though Li Muxuan obtained the answer he sought from Zuo Ruotong’s mouth, there was no joy in his heart. He simply stood silently, his face dark and grim.

Meanwhile, Leon, having overheard their conversation, realized the current development was vastly different from the original story. In the original, his master chose to spare Li Muxuan.

‘So the injury I endured still has value,’ Leon thought, relieved to see the San Yi Sect’s fate had begun to diverge from its original path.

At that moment, Wugen Sheng, who had not spoken until now, suddenly grinned and said, “Head Zuo, since you’re giving Li Muxuan three chances, why not give me three as well?”

“I’ll even give one of mine to him. How about you pretend you never saw us, and just let us go today?”

“I promise to keep the disciples in line and prevent them from causing trouble outside.”

Looking at the cheeky sect leader Quan Xing nearby, Zuo Ruotong’s expression remained unchanged. He simply pointed at Li Muxuan and said, “You are different from him; he doesn’t know what he’s doing, but you’re fully aware.”

“Both of you will stay here today.”

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Upon hearing this, Wugen Sheng’s smile gradually faded, his tone calm as he said, “Then draw the line, I accept.”

Zuo Ruotong shook his head slightly and said no more. With a step, he appeared before Wugen Sheng.

In mere seconds, the two had clashed several times. Leon could barely follow their movements.

‘If Wugen Sheng and Li Muxuan both die here today, that would indeed be a major event for this solitary world.’

Meanwhile, Li Muxuan stood dazed, watching everything unfold. Though he had been defiant moments ago, now that it was happening, an undeniable sense of fear crept into his heart. A rogue is still, after all, just a child.

Bang—

With a palm strike called the Urging Heart Palm landing on Zuo Ruotong’s chest, the two immediately separated.

Watching his master exhale lightly, Leon felt no stirring inside; he almost wanted to laugh.

In this solitary world, in a one-on-one fight, as long as Zuo Ruotong did not wish to die, he was practically undefeatable... aside from natural death, of course.

At this moment, Wugen Sheng stared deeply at the Great Ying Immortal opposite him. He was certain the palm strike had shattered his opponent’s heart, yet Zuo Ruotong remained unscathed.

“Head Zuo, are you really going to take it this far?”

Seeing no reply, Wugen Sheng exhaled and uttered a single word: “Fine.”

As he spoke, the sect leader’s eyes and mouth emitted a burst of white light.

Divine Spirit Qi.

Its function was to restore distorted energy into its original form.

In other words, this ability could freely dismantle the Qi-formed flesh, muscles, and bones of the San Yi disciples in their reverse-birth state.

Zuo Ruotong understood the truth of the rumors just after a moment’s renewed duel with Wugen Sheng.

“Finally...” he murmured softly, his eyes brightening as he at last found the path to the third level.

At the same time, Wugen Sheng realized what the San Yi sect leader intended.

He grinned, blood staining his lips, just about to speak when a sudden voice interrupted.

“Wugen Sheng, if you don’t want to see all-out war erupt between San Yi and Quan Xing after today, you’d better not proceed with what you’re about to do.”

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It was Leon.

Having read the original story, he knew what was about to happen.

Zuo Ruotong would break through to the third level with Wugen Sheng’s help, and then…

His Dao Heart would shatter.

At this moment, Wugen Sheng gripped Zuo Ruotong’s palm tightly, his face twisted in rage as he retorted, “Boy, do you think I want to stop now?!”

With his words, a blinding white light suddenly flared in the clearing.

The next moment, Zuo Ruotong’s body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground and vanishing without a trace, leaving only a robe fluttering in midair.

Seeing this, Wugen Sheng gasped for breath, then grabbed the already kneeling Li Muxuan and fled down the mountain.

Leon did not stop them; instead, he looked up to the sky.

The robe that had floated in the air was instantly filled with a milky white true Qi, and then a figure surrounded by milky white cloud Qi appeared in midair.

“Reverse birth...”

“Third level.”

Leon knew from the original story that this was his master’s breakthrough to the third level of reverse birth.

Unfortunately…

Falsehood is always falsehood.

Having successfully transformed his entire body into innate Qi, Zuo Ruotong’s expression was extremely complex as he stared at his palm.

His vague unease had now been confirmed.

Reverse birth at the third level cannot reach the heavens.

Magic is still just magic.

The Great Ying Immortal painfully closed his eyes.

Seeing this, Leon took a deep breath. He felt it was not yet the worst possible outcome.

After all, unlike the original story, Wugen Sheng had fled before he could give his master a final proof. There was still room for maneuver!

At the same time, three notifications popped up on Leon’s professional panel:

[Used Qimen Dunjia in battle, skill experience +17]

[Used Reverse Birth Third Level in battle, skill experience +21]

[Current proficiency: Reverse Birth Third Level (Proficient 3/500)]