I will become the Demon Immortal known to the whole world
Chapter 86 Goodbye, Liang Si

Chapter 86: Chapter 86 Goodbye, Liang Si

"The two young masters may leave now. In two days, we will personally deliver the jade token,"

Liang Hui stood up, gave the woman a deep look, and took the lead to walk towards the door.

Following the departure of Liang Hui and company,

only the plain-clothed woman and her daughter were left in the room.

"Mother, I was wilful," said the girl in red, somewhat ashamed.

"Knowing where you went wrong and having the opportunity to correct it is a good thing,"

the woman said with a light laugh, her face full of affection.

Then, she closed the wooden box with her palms and pushed it in front of her daughter.

"Qiu Yue, you should personally deliver the jade token and the permit in two days, and return the silver taels while you’re at it,"

"Add another four thousand taels of your own to make it an even ten thousand to give to them."

"Why?"

Qiu Yue looked at the wooden box on the table with a surprised expression.

"Why? Because getting back something you were supposed to lose, and in greater quantity, is undoubtedly a pleasing matter."

"And you, as the one returning it, will surely leave no bitterness in his heart,"

the plain-clothed woman said as she stood up and spoke while walking away.

...

While Liang Hui was preparing to establish himself in Tuzhou,

the mountains enveloped in white dust,

a figure sat cross-legged on the summit, always indistinct no matter how one looked, the only clear feature being a pair of blood-red eyes.

But from those blood-red eyes, madness flickered occasionally.

Next to him lay a collapsed child.

"Master, how are your injuries?"

An ethereal voice came from all directions, filled with concern.

Hearing this, the sitting figure’s madness in his eyes began to recede, returning to lucidity.

"It’s nothing serious, but I didn’t expect the Demon Spirit Sect to hide such an extraordinary individual. Attacked by a treasured artifact, even I have sustained significant injuries."

"Only now have I recovered somewhat."

"Master, no matter what, one of our goals has been achieved,"

a figure in a green robe said, appearing next to the child.

"But Master, why did we bother taking such trash?"

"His bloodline and soul essence have been completely extracted by the Sect Master of the Demon Spirit Sect; he’s utterly useless,"

the blurry figure turned his head to look at the child collapsed on the ground as if dead.

"Bloodline or soul, as long as Liang Si retains consciousness, he can harbor hatred."

"A curse borne of kinship, combined with the amplifying methods of the lineage, will surely trouble that man,"

the gentle laughter carried a bone-chilling coldness.

He reached out a palm, ready to press it onto Liang Si’s head.

The next moment, a look of astonishment flashed across those malevolent blood pupils.

Pop!

Like the bursting of a water bag, the collapsed Liang Si simply exploded.

The remnants of his soul and bloodline vanished in an instant.

The hand of the mysterious figure from the Spirit Gate stopped mid-air, with nowhere to land.

Ha! Ha! Ha!

"How interesting! Too interesting!"

The maniacal laughter reverberated through mountains and rivers.

His aura,

soared!

Soared!

And soared higher!

The surrounding mountains began to collapse, the dense forests uprooted as if struck by a force nine gale.

A kilometer away, a figure in a green robe watched the laughing figure with worry in his eyes.

...

In Tuzhou, Yongning City, at the Huang Family estate.

Dawn.

A girl in red, led by Huang Hao, arrived at the courtyard gate.

She stepped forward and knocked lightly on the door.

Soon, footsteps could be heard in the courtyard.

Creak!

The door slowly opened from the inside.

A tall figure appeared at the door, draped in blue brocade.

Although the clothing and the weapon were the same as those seen at the Fragrance Pavilion two days ago, Qiu Yue felt an even deeper chill.

"Is the jade token done?"

"It’s already finished. Here, Brother Qin, take it."

As the words fell, a round jade token engraved with designs was pulled out from the speaker’s bosom.

The token was engraved with dense patterns around the edges, probably to prevent counterfeiting, and his basic information was carved in the middle, such as the level of his strength and the weapons he was skilled with.

While Liang Hui was observing the jade token, Qiu Yue took out a larger wooden box from her storage space and passed it over.

"Brother Qin, this is an apology for the previous offense, a total of ten thousand Silver Taels."

The sincerity was full in the girl’s voice.

Liang Hui looked at the wooden box being handed over, as well as the jade token in his hand, and suddenly let out a light laugh.

"A fine gesture of thanks. I accept it."

"Your sword dance was indeed beautiful."

Turning to the side, he looked at Huang Hao, who was following Qiu Yue, and said, "Brother Huang, thank you for your trouble with the jade token."

"This is what my Huang Family should do."

"Since the jade token has been delivered, I and Miss Qiu Yue will not disturb you any further."

"Good."

As soon as the words were spoken, the two had already turned and left.

After the two figures were out of sight, Liang Hui finally closed the gate.

He walked slowly into the courtyard, with killing intent deep in his eyes.

A day before, he had felt his Qi-Blood surging, and vaguely sensed the loss of something very important to him.

With his cultivation at this level, the body’s instinctive response to these mysterious occurrences was never wrong.

After careful probing, even using the Flowing Light Bell yielded no results.

However, the lack of results was the biggest clue for him.

With a sigh, he looked in the direction of Yunzhou, where it all started.

A myriad of thoughts became a fist cutting through the air.

The figure standing in the courtyard had vanished, leaving only endless fist shadows filling the space.

Wolf howls, bear roars, tiger cries, thunder—all kinds of sounds began to echo in the courtyard.

After a long time, the fist shadows dissipated.

It was now noon, and this time Liang Hui did not dine with the Huang Family.

Instead, he left the Huang residence and walked onto the street, feeling the bustling life.

The negative emotions in his heart were buried deep inside.

He had been prepared for Liang Si’s death since he chose to leave alone.

One year!

Three years!

Five years!

No more than seven years—I will find each of you.

That was his self-confidence.

Last year was late autumn, now it’s midsummer, in less than a year, he had broken through four realms in the Martial Path, and was only a half step away from the Connected Organs Realm.

The Demon Spirit Sect, the Evil Path, Dingchan Temple (Buddhist Sect), and Yuan Yang Sect—these powers that made plots, calculated against him, forcing him to hide and flee in a pathetic state.

He hadn’t forgotten them for even a moment.

Lost in thought, he wandered aimlessly.

Ding-dang!...

The sound of iron forging roused him from his reverie.

Seeing the blacksmith shop named ’Hidden Fire Shop’ beside him, Liang Hui stopped in his tracks.

It seemed he had thought of something and slowly approached the front of the shop.

As he entered the shop, waves of heat assaulted him from the inner yard.

The shop assistant, resting on the counter, immediately spoke up upon seeing the customer:

"Sir, Hidden Fire Shop offers various services such as weapon purchase and custom forging. May I know what you need?"

"I need to reforge a spear."

Liang Hui took out a dark and gloomy spear from his storage space and placed it on the counter.

The assistant didn’t touch the spear but carefully scrutinized it for a moment before turning his head and shouting toward the inner yard.

"Master! Come quick, a big deal has just come through the door."