Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 114 - 12 Miracle Hand [New book asking for monthly tickets!] _1

Chapter 114: Chapter 12 Miracle Hand [New book asking for monthly tickets!] _1

"Does it hurt?"

Hearing Chu Liang’s question, the short, stout man looked all around, baffled, and then turned to glance behind him.

But what met his eyes was just a flash of green sharpness.

The wide half-moon-shaped blade was embedded in his back. The Flying Leaf Sharp Knife had ended up on him without his notice.

"It really hurts, ah..."

Thud.

Only then did his response kick in, as he unhesitatingly keeled over to the ground and fainted.

It was fortunate that Chu Liang decided not to be lethal and did not infuse the blade with full True Qi. Also, thanks to the physical toughness of his martial artist’s body, he was able to withstand the blow and fell into a deep unconscious state, barely hanging on to his life.

If Chu Liang had gone all out and met an average cultivator with a weaker physical constitution, it was entirely possible that he would have been bifurcated by a single slash.

"Second brother!"

Seeing his companion fall, the tall young man finally realized the ferocity of Chu Liang’s attack.

His eyes bulged, his right hand formed a seal, and all of sudden, a dazzling light began to glow from his palm. It seemed like some kind of divine skill for a True Qi-culminated attack, highly explosive and clearly aiming for Chu Liang.

Chu Liang recognized the skill as Palm Thunder, one of the simplest divine skills in Daoism, involving the slight condensation of True Qi and throwing it at the enemy.

However, apart from the novice disciples practicing Divine Skills on Shu Mountain, nobody would resort to such primitive means...

Without hesitation, he raised his fingers, wielded the Flying Leaf Sharp Knife again, altered its form and, in an instant, a green light engulfed the tall young man.

As he had just thrown his Palm Thunder, it was now enveloped within the green light.

Thud-

The tall young man was wrapped up by the green light, turning into a huge Zongzi(a dumpling), followed by a muffled explosion from within the Zongzi. Then all was quiet...

The skinny young man who was left was a bit dumbfounded. A second ago, they had Chu Liang outnumbered with a clear advantage.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, his two comrades were down?

At this moment, his mind was filled only with thoughts of escape rather than retaliation.

But before he could turn his back, Chu Liang attacked again. A red light flew out of his sleeve, swooshing through air and wrapping around the skinny young man.

Demon Binding Rope!

Thud.

The skinny man tried to move, but he was taken by surprise and fell to the ground.

It was only then that Chu Liang let out a breath and composed himself. He had faced three opponents, eliminated them all in a blink, without even breaking a sweat.

It was certainly within his expectations, otherwise he wouldn’t have initiated the attack impulsively.

Ultimately, it was a disparity between mainstream and non-mainstream. Although they were all at The Third Realm, it seemed like Chu Liang was at a disadvantage being surrounded.

But in reality, with his background from Shu Mountain and his training in top-notch regular Cultivation Techniques, he was at the top of his realm. The power of the Magic Artifacts he possessed was also beyond the reach of his fellow cultivators at the same realm, offering him a chance to compete even with cultivators above his realm.

But these three men were clearly wild cultivators who had scrambled their way up from the bottom of the Jianghu world. Their skills were all jumbled up, their Cultivation progress unsteady. It depended purely on luck what Divine Skills they managed to practice, and they didn’t possess any significant Magic Artifacts.

Apparently at the same Third Realm, a yawning gap existed between them.

The difference in real strength could not be made up by numbers.

He estimated that, given his current Skill Level, the combination of his Divine Skills and Magic Artifacts would allow him to confront three students of Shu Mountain like Lin Bei with relative ease.

Even in a fair duel, Lin Bei could beat these three non-mainstream cultivators with some effort.

Given all this, it wasn’t surprising that he managed to kill them instantly.

At the end of the day, Cultivation was inseparable from resources, and the gap didn’t diminish with increasing levels of Cultivation - it widened.

As for the man named Master Lu, who was killed by Chu Liang, even with the advantages of timing and location, if he had been a mainstream cultivator from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, it would have been impossible for him to be killed by someone in the Third Realm, even if aided by the Beheading Red Famous Sword.

...

He walked over to the bound, short, and skinny young boy, wearing a benevolent smile.

Of course, from the perspective of the short, skinny boy, this seemingly kind smile appeared extremely psychotic, especially in combination with the questions that would soon follow and send chills down his spine.

"You don’t want me to take the three of you to the law enforcement team, do you?" Chu Liang asked.

"No..." The short and skinny boy shook his head promptly

"Then, firstly, return what you stole from me and secondly..." Chu Liang asked again, "I want to know how you managed to take things from my magic storage device?"

"Well..." The short and skinny boy cast a hesitant gaze but ultimately, knowing he shouldn’t dare withhold the truth, answered, "It’s a divine skill I’ve cultivated that enables me to transfer an item from your magic storage device to mine as long as I make physical contact with you. However, it is entirely random..."

"Oh?" Chu Liang’s eyes lit up, "Can it be used on just anyone?"

He was hearing about such a thieving skill for the first time.

"No." The short and skinny boy shook his head, "It doesn’t work on people who are a cultivation realm higher... nor does it work on high-ranking artifacts with built-in storage..."

Many high-ranking magic artifacts have built-in storage spaces. For instance, the phoenix soul blood jade owned by his master. The theft prevention function of such artifacts is likely to be much better.

And it also makes sense that it wouldn’t work on someone a full cultivation realm above...

"Give me the secret manuscript of this divine skill, and I’ll let you go." Chu Liang made this proposition without hesitation.

"But..." The short and skinny boy instantly resisted.

Realizing that his combat power was severely lacking, he knew that this divine skill was his survival mechanism in Taotie City. Without this skill, there honestly wouldn’t be many small gangs willing to accept him. That’s why he had never taught this skill to his elder and second elder brothers, no matter how much they pleaded.

However, looking at Chu Liang, he suddenly considered another possibility.

If he gave Chu Liang the divine skill, would Chu LIang join the Wind Fire Guild and strain their established hierarchy for a position?

The chances were slim, he assumed.

On the other hand, if he refused to give Chu Liang the divine skill, he would likely be subjected to bizarre treatment and might even be delivered to the law enforcement team.

"Fine!" After some mulling, the boy accepted Chu Liang’s proposal.

Chu Liang gratefully received back his box containing the Concealment Gauze and a faded, ragged old book. The reason he demanded the manuscript was that he didn’t trust the short boy enough to take in his oral knowledge.

He saw the words "Miracle Hand Divine Skill" written in the book. After browsing through it and discerning its authenticity, Chu Liang nodded and politely said, "Thank you."

The short and skinny boy could only give a wry smile.

It was the epitome of attempting robbery but ending up losing everything instead.

After getting the Divine Skill, Chu Liang kept his word, removed all of his control artifacts, and then left.

Leaving the short boy to tend his unconscious elder brothers by himself, Chu Liang was not interested in whether they would go to a doctor for help or just rob the place and run away.

...

As he turned the corner of the alley, he returned to the main street of Taotie City, where the bustling scene hit him once again. It seemed like even cities formed by cultivators could not avoid having both a bright and dark side.

While deciding where to inquire about the road to First Class Scabbard, his attention was diverted by a storefront on the roadside.

It was a considerably grand storefront with a hanging signboard that read "Ten Thousand Beasts Hall," which traded spirit beasts.

However, several signboards hung outside the door.

"New arrival today..."

"Black Wind Leopard," "Six-legged hissing wind beast," "Sword-eating ghost," "Human-faced Mandrill..."

It turned out that this Ten Thousand Beasts Hall not only dealt with demonic creatures and spirit beasts but also traded in ghosts.

Chu Liang’s eyes lit up immediately, a human-faced Mandrill?

Driven by curiosity to step inside, he had only just reached the entrance when he heard a loud shout amidst the noise inside, "Clear the way!"

Before the words could even die down, he heard the roar of a fierce beast.

A gust of black wind suddenly burst out of the storefront!