Top-Class Comprehension: Start with Basic Fist Techniques Chapter 691 - 236: Chaos Sacred Body Displays Divine Might,

A Human Saint.

Based on a Great Divine Power, forged a Sacred Body.

He has spent years dwelling within the mountain gate of the Joy Sect.

Within the sect, there is only Fang Yi, a single Martial Saint.

But Joy Sect is imnsely vast, with thousands of disciples.

It is a powerful force.

No ordinary Martial Saint would dare provoke Fang Yi.

Lu Changsheng had understood enough and had already made his decision.

Thus, he walked straight forward.

"I will take this task!"

Lu Changsheng said calmly.

"Hmm?"

Zhao Wulong abruptly lifted his head, staring in shock at the stranger before him.

He did not recognize Lu Changsheng.

Moreover, Lu Changsheng had completely concealed his aura; Zhao Wulong had no idea that Lu Changsheng was a Martial Saint.

"Do you know who you’re dealing with?"

Zhao Wulong asked.

"Of course, the founder of Joy Sect, Martial Saint Fang Yi!"

Lu Changsheng replied calmly.

Seeing that Lu Changsheng knew the details of the task, Zhao Wulong’s heart raced with excitent.

He had waited for over ten years—would soone finally help him exact his revenge?

Yet, he remained cautious.

"May I ask who you are? Could you leave your na?"

Zhao Wulong asked.

"Holy Land Heavenly Sect, Lu Changsheng!"

Lu Changsheng replied.

Upon hearing the na "Lu Changsheng," Zhao Wulong’s entire body trembled, his eyes widening in shock.

Lu Changsheng!

Martial Venerable Lu Changsheng!

The one who, with a Divine Power Body, slashed down a Martial Saint!

This na was intimately familiar to him.

It struck like thunder!

Though Zhao Wulong had been residing in Martial Saint Mansion, he had certainly heard of Lu Changsheng.

An utter legend!

"You are the Lu Zun who, with a Divine Power Body, killed a Martial Saint?"

Lu Changsheng nodded.

Zhao Wulong’s expression grew intensely excited.

Though Lu Changsheng was a Divine Power Martial Artist,

he’d managed to face and slay a Martial Saint outright.

That alone was enough to consider him a Martial Saint.

"Why? Does Brother Lu doubt my eligibility for this task?"

Lu Changsheng asked.

"No, of course Lu Zun can take this task!"

Zhao Wulong responded without hesitation.

This was his only chance.

If he let Lu Changsheng slip away, who else could avenge him?

Still, Zhao Wulong issued a word of caution: "Lu Zun, though I know your power is overwhelming, capable of slaying Martial Saints face-to-face, the founder of Joy Sect is among the stronger Martial Saints. Compared to the Black Light Martial Saint you defeated, he is more formidable!"

"Thus, Lu Zun must exercise great care. Moreover, Joy Sect has Fang Yi’s informants within Martial Saint Mansion. The mont you accept the task, a covert strike may no longer be viable..."

Zhao Wulong spoke sincerely.

He genuinely hoped Lu Changsheng would succeed.

"I need to see the Heavenly Rain Creation Pill."

Lu Changsheng stated.

"Alright."

Then, Zhao Wulong produced a Heavenly Rain Creation Pill.

Lu Changsheng nodded—indeed, it was the genuine pill.

With that, he had no more reason for hesitation.

"Good."

"Once I have slain the founder of Joy Sect, I will return."

With that, Lu Changsheng turned and left.

As soon as Lu Changsheng departed, several individuals in the Trading Hall exchanged glances.

"Quickly, go back and notify the founder—Lu Changsheng has taken the task. Tell the founder to be cautious."

These individuals were Fang Yi’s informants.

Upon seeing Lu Changsheng leave, they imdiately exited, rushing to relay the news back to Joy Sect.

The conversation between Lu Changsheng and Zhao Wulong, though spoken softly, could hardly escape the ears of the other martial artists in the Trading Hall.

Especially since Joy Sect’s informants had already left to report. This only further confird the authenticity.

The others began whispering among themselves.

"Lu Zun actually accepted Zhao Wulong’s task? To kill Fang Yi, the founder of Joy Sect? But he’s a Martial Saint!"

"Lu Zun might be at his most confident, having slain the Black Light Martial Saint. But the founder of Joy Sect is no ordinary Martial Saint. Killing Fang Yi with just a Divine Power Body—it’s far too difficult."

"Exactly, Saint Fang’s strength is formidable even among Martial Saints. Not to ntion the Joy Sect’s mountain gate, with so many Divine Power Realm martial artists swarming together. It’s an imnse force. For Lu Zun to take Zhao Wulong’s task now—it’s outright reckless."

"Zhao Wulong has been wandering outside for ten years—why hasn’t anyone accepted the task? A single Heavenly Rain Creation Pill is indeed precious and rare, even Martial Saints may not possess one. Yet which Martial Saint would take this risk?"

"Keep a close watch on the news. This ti, Lu Zun might have bitten off more than he can chew..."

Many shook their heads.

They believed Lu Changsheng was being overly confident.

Slaying a single Martial Saint with a Divine Power Body was already a stroke of luck.

Now, attempting to kill Martial Saint Fang Yi?

That was sheer arrogance!

However, the murmurs from the Outer Mansion’s martial artists never reached Lu Changsheng.

Even if he had heard them, he would not care.

By now, he had already left Martial Saint Mansion, heading directly toward Joy Sect.

The Joy Sect mountain gate was built within Joy City.

Originally, this city was not nad Joy City.

But Fang Yi founded Joy Sect here, so the city’s na naturally changed.

The entirety of Joy City revolved around the Joy Sect.

In Joy City, Joy Sect was unquestionably the overlord.

"Founder, the information is confird—Lu Changsheng has indeed accepted Zhao Wulong’s task. He is currently heading toward our Joy Sect."

Within Joy Sect, a middle-aged man was reporting to Fang Yi.

Martial Saint Fang Yi, the founder of Joy Sect.

At the mont, he was embracing two young won of stunning beauty.

Fang Yi said coldly, "Lu Changsheng... I’ve heard of him. He’s an extraordinary talent who, with a Divine Power Body, was able to kill a Martial Saint. Truly remarkable."

"But if he thinks I am the Black Light Martial Saint, then he is sorely mistaken—gravely mistaken!"