Chapter 130.2: A Long-Awaited Newcomer, Chu Yang! Another Mixed World!

They were all himself, after all!

During this time, two more versions of Chu Yang entered the Soul Palace.

They were Demon Slayer Chu Yang and Martial Arts Chu Yang.

As soon as Martial Arts Chu Yang completed synchronization and looked at Xianxia Chu Yang, his emotions surged. "Only you can truly understand how I feel!"

Demon Slayer Chu Yang coughed. "We all understand after memory synchronization."

Martial Arts Chu Yang glared at him and snapped, "Understand my ass! You guys are just watching a VCR—you have no idea how messed up I was at the time!"

Demon Slayer Chu Yang rolled his eyes and ignored this fool.

"You actually had a decent start despite being an orphan. A Shu Mountain elder picked you up and took you in as a disciple. You're even Xu Changqing's junior brother—you might have a shot at competing with Chang Yin for the second male lead."

Martial Arts Chu Yang grinned.

"Yeah, Senior Brother Changqing really took good care of me. If it weren't for him, I probably would've been kicked out of the sect by now. My talent for cultivating the Dao is just that terrible."

Xianxia Chu Yang felt a bit embarrassed, but that was all in the past. After synchronization, his talent was now at a monstrous level, even by Xianxia world standards.

There was no point in comparing himself to someone like Li Xiaoyao, though. That guy was basically a walking cheat code—just like Saitama, completely beyond comparison.

Demon Slayer Chu Yang sighed. "Yeah, your talent was really awful. Cultivating for over a decade, and you still couldn't even use Sword Flight? Hurry up and learn it when you go back—I'm counting on you to help me deepen my understanding of swordsmanship."

Xianxia Chu Yang chuckled awkwardly.

Magic Chu Yang quickly chimed in, "Make sure you study spell techniques and immortality arts as well! You can't favor one over the other. Even if you don't understand them, just memorize everything—you can bring it back, and I'll help you learn."

Xianxia Chu Yang nodded eagerly.

Everyone kept giving him advice, and the reason they were so invested was simple—the Xianxia world was on a completely different level compared to their previous ones.

Forget everything else—the world of Chinese Paladin 3 had the Jade Emperor's Heavenly Court, and it even touched on primordial myths involving Nuwa and Pangu, the supreme deities.

Being showered with so much attention, Xianxia Chu Yang felt overwhelmed. In the end, he carefully stepped into the nebula and chose to return to his world.

The others watched his departing figure with burning gazes—just like parents eagerly hoping their child would become a dragon.

"Damn… This is our big break! If he can get his hands on the blood of an immortal, brothers, we're straight-up taking off!"

Marvel Chu Yang wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth as he spoke.

"The Xianxia world has a ridiculous amount of heavenly treasures. We need to figure out what he can get early on, make a list, and help him plan things out. That kid's a bit of an airhead…"

One Piece Chu Yang smacked his lips.

He had been watching Xianxia Chu Yang closely just now and noticed that the guy was still incredibly timid—even after completing synchronization, his personality hadn't changed much, unlike the other versions of himself.

"Take it slow. He's not dumb—just overly cautious."

Magic Chu Yang chuckled, unconcerned.

Each version of Chu Yang had grown up in different environments, resulting in vastly different personalities.

Some were aggressive, some were careful. Some were energetic, some were quiet. While they influenced each other to some degree, their core personalities remained unchanged.

The key was that they could complement each other.

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Xianxia World

Chu Yang opened his eyes and sat up in bed. Everything that had just happened felt like a long, vivid dream.

"Fengdu…"

He murmured the name, and a black ancient sword silently appeared, hovering around him.

Chu Yang was ecstatic. He grabbed Fengdu, his voice trembling. "It was all real… I thought I was dreaming!"

Soul Palace…

Knock! Knock! Knock!

The sound of knocking startled Chu Yang.

"Ayang, are you there? The sect leader wants to see you."

Chu Yang immediately jumped out of bed and strode over to open the door. Standing outside was a young man in white robes, elegant and handsome.

His sharp brows and bright eyes were perfectly chiseled, his tall figure exuding an aura of righteousness.

"Senior Brother Changqing, why is the sect leader summoning me?"

Chu Yang stepped outside and stood shoulder to shoulder with Xu Changqing.

"The sect leader didn't say, but I'm guessing it's about your cultivation…"

Xu Changqing hesitated before sighing. "You've always been incredibly diligent in your training, and both the sect leader and I have seen your efforts. But your talent… it's difficult to put into words. You have no affinity with the Dao…"

"If you leave the sect to fight demons, you'll likely just throw your life away. Given that, the sect leader might be considering…"

He trailed off, his expression darkening.

As his junior brother for many years, Chu Yang was someone he cared about deeply. He had pleaded with the sect leader and the elders many times to let Chu Yang stay, and they had barely agreed up until now.

But now… Xu Changqing knew that forcing Chu Yang to stay any longer might do more harm than good.

"I understand, Senior Brother Changqing."

Chu Yang didn't say much and simply followed behind him toward the sect's grand hall.

Xu Changqing was surprised. Ayang was far too calm today—it was as if he had become a different person.

The Shu Mountain Sect wasn't a single mountain but a vast cluster of dozens of floating peaks.

The Sword Sect and Qi Sect were located on the two largest mountain peaks.

The disciples' quarters were far from the sect's grand hall, situated on a separate mountain entirely. Traveling between them required the use of teleportation arrays.

Most disciples preferred flying swords after mastering them, so teleportation arrays were rarely used. Xu Changqing had flown here himself, but now he was walking back to accompany Chu Yang.

As they made their way through the sect, many disciples greeted Xu Changqing respectfully, addressing him as "Senior Brother."

However, when they looked at Chu Yang—who had also been in the sect for years—their gazes were full of disdain.

A talentless failure had no right to be called "Senior Brother."

If Xu Changqing weren't present, Chu Yang wouldn't just be ignored—he'd be outright bullied.

The cultivation world and the mortal world were not so different in some ways.

Xu Changqing noticed the disciples' attitude and immediately barked, "Get back to your training or your missions! Don't loiter around here!"

The crowd flinched at his scolding and quickly scattered like frightened birds.

But as they left, their whispers lingered.

"A trash like him, and the Senior Brother still bothers to defend him?"

"Some people just got lucky. If your parents died and an elder took you in, you'd be living the easy life too."

"Heaven is fair—just because he got a free pass into the sect doesn't mean he gets to keep it. Trash will still be thrown out eventually."

Xu Changqing was livid and turned to chase after them.

But before he could move, Chu Yang grabbed his arm, his expression eerily calm.

Xu Changqing turned and met a pair of unfathomably deep eyes.

For some reason, a chill ran down his spine.

His junior brother… really wasn't the same anymore.

Instead of being relieved, Xu Changqing felt a deep unease.

The Xianxia world was full of mysteries.

Chu Yang's sudden change… could it be a demon's illusion? A possession by a fiend?

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