Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 223 - 16 Last Question [Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch ’Earn Some Money’ for the reward]"_1

Chapter 223: Chapter 16 Last Question [Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch ’Earn Some Money’ for the reward]"_1

"In the beginning of heaven and earth, there were no distinctions."

"The Yin and Yang are shattered, returning to the chaotic primal state."

"Sigh——"

Chu Liang drew a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and found that the sky had already darkened into dusk, bathed in the glory of the setting sun.

He remembered that it was after returning to the Silver Sword Peak and entering the night that he started understanding Shrinkage. It was already dusk. In other words, he had been at it for an entire day and night.

Only later did he learn that the peach wine of Penglai Upper Sect was also known as Enlightenment Wine, and indeed, drinking it was greatly beneficial to his cultivation.

Unexpectedly, it allowed him to enter the Enlightenment Realm.

And completely lost track of time.

Standing up, he felt his limbs and joints were all numb and stiff. However, he was no longer a mere mortal. Once his True Qi surged, his blood circulation immediately became smooth and returned to normal.

This enlightenment was crucial because after his previous days of studying, he had gained some understanding of Shrinkage, albeit still vague and generalized. After this enlightenment, everything became clear.

The so-called "distanceless" principle is essentially a return to the primal state.

Legend has it that in the beginning of the evolution of all things in heaven and earth, the universe was just a point, like an egg, where Yin and Yang Qi coexisted in chaos.

After undergoing drastic changes, the present world structure was formed. No matter how vast the distance, it was originally at that single point.

With just one step you could traverse it.

The reason why distances have lengthened now is because Yin and Yang Qi have dispersed, evolving into all things in the world, and the distance has expanded with them. As long as one returns to the primal state of Yin and Yang Qi, one can instantaneously pass through mountains and rivers.

Yes, in theory, the "distanceless" principle can truly allow one to go wherever they wish – thoughts make it manifest, with arrival in an instant.

But that would require at least Seventh Realm capabilities. At Chu Liang’s current level, he only needs to understand, not reach that level. As long as he can apply the same concept and traverse the distance of a foot in front of him, he can be considered to have mastered "Shrinkage".

Yin and Yang Qi...

Chu Liang felt the primal elements in the air. He had an advantage when practicing this method, because he could simultaneously run Shao Yin and Shao Yang, making the understanding of the primal two Qi relatively easy.

The Yin and Yang Qi in the void is complex and unordered, creating the world. To traverse Yin and Yang Qi is like walking a complicated mountain path—you may need a full day to walk it, but if you build a bridge across it, the straight-line distance can be crossed in an instant.

As for how to walk this straight line, divine skills are needed for assistance.

Between the two paths of Yin and Yang, there’s a narrow crack. Once crossed, the view becomes clear.

Chu Liang tried to activate Shrinkage once again. Unlike before, he could now see. The world seemed to be lines of black and white. Amid the mix of everything, there was an extremely clear path.

Whoosh——

Chu Liang stepped onto the path.

A flicker before his eyes, and the next moment he found himself had moved a foot to the left out of thin air.

"So this is Shrinkage, this feeling is really..." He murmured. Despite the wrong direction, the rest was perfect.

He thought the path was to the right.

Overcoming his preconceived notions about direction was indeed one of the challenges of this Immortal Law.

But this was not a major difficulty for Chu Liang since he had practiced the Flying Leaf Sharp Knife.Besides, he made a surprising realization that the feeling of finding the correct direction from a complex bundle of lines was just like the mass practice he had had in handling the Flying Leaf Sharp Knife!

So, all effort indeed pays off in the end, doesn’t it?

Junior Brother Wen, If you’re listening, thank you.

...

Whoosh!

Deep in the night, a black figure suddenly appeared and disappeared at the Silver Sword Peak.

Activating Shrinkage consumes True Qi greatly. With Chu Liang’s current cultivation, his True Qi was enough for four or five activations. But he got his Top Grade Golden Core rotating furiously, able to refill within a short time, thus supporting a high frequency of practices.

Coupled with his prior practice of scrambling with the Flying Leaf Sharp Knife, he managed to adeptly apply Shrinkage by the time the moon was overhead, only half a night later.

A foot’s distance, he could go wherever he pointed.

Whoosh!

He suddenly appeared in front of a large rock.

Before understanding this divine ability to walk between reality and illusion, Chu Liang had been concerned. If the distance was just not long enough, could he possibly get stuck in a wall or mountain?

Only after he understood, did he realize that if he could not fully cross a line of Qi, he would be blocked outside, unable to enter the chaotic Qi cloud at all. Simply put, if the teleportation failed, he would hit a wall.

After emptying his True Qi once again, Chu Liang paused for a rest, leaning against a large rock and gazing up at the night sky.

It is the fifteenth night.

The moon is extraordinarily round.

A bird flies past the moon, its lone shadow reflected into the moonlight, resembling an ink wash painting.

Huh?

Chu Liang, watching this scene, had a sudden moment of clarity. The influence of the peach wine had not yet worn off, and his quick thinking was exceptionally clear.

He suddenly thought of something!

Leaping up, he harnessed the wind and flew to the canyon of Pagoda Peak, right next to the large rock in front of the cave. At this late night hour, he was the only one there.

Upon his arrival, the cry of "huoluo" echoed instantly in the jungle, the figure of the Baize cub swiftly appearing.

The little creature was actually quite dutiful.

Chu Liang patted its head, wondering what benefits the upper echelons of the Shu Mountain had promised it, to have such a normally wilful Baize cub dutifully standing guard here.

With a gentle leap, he sat on the large rock and lifted his gaze to the sky.

The lunar disk was now suspended in the center of the sky, clear as jade and circular as a plate. And right next to Pagoda Peak was Biluo Peak, the highest point of Shu Mountain.

The Ancient Biluo Tree.

A robust tree branch gently inclined upwards, reflected within the jade plate.

The Jade Wall Painting within the cave depicted the White Jade glazed cup within the moon, exactly the way it is right now. That was not the moon, but its reflection.

Chu Liang sprang up and flew directly to Biluo Peak, landing on the large, moonlit tree branch.

It was known to all the disciples of Shu Mountain that the Ancient Biluo Tree was the cultivation place of Daoist Yan. Except for Jiang Yuebai, even the disciples of Biluo Peak dared not climb up rashly.

But at this moment, Chu Liang had brazenly ascended. He placed his mind and body on the branch and looked around at the wide expanse.

It is empty?

But it shouldn’t be.

While he was contemplating, the wind blew from above.

Turning his head, he saw the cool and aloof figure of Daoist Yan, indifferently standing there.

"Uncle Yan!" Chu Liang immediately greeted him: "I really apologize for disturbing you so late at night."

Chu Liang always had great respect for this daoist friend of Empress Feng, one of his master’s few confidants. Being able to mingle with the Empress for so many years without getting hurt was in itself a great skill.

"Knowing that it’s already late at night and considering your approach inappropriate, do you have a matter which compelled you to come to my Ancient Biluo Tree?" Daoist Yan asked calmly.

"I..." Chu Liang looked around and asked, "Shouldn’t there be something here?"

"What kind of thing?" Daoist Yan’s expression remained unchanged.

"Elder Chuan Jian’s White Jade glazed cup!" Chu Liang said decisively.

He felt that his interpretation was not wrong.

If he validated through the Jade Wall Painting, the White Jade glazed cup should have been present here.

"Ha." Daoist Yan suddenly revealed a slight smile. "Indeed, you are very smart, none of the other disciples of Shu Mountain can measure up to you."

"I’m grateful for your praise, Uncle Yan. I just got lucky with my guesses," Chu Liang said humblely.

"However, if you want the White Jade glazed cup, there’s still one more hurdle." Daoist Yan’s voice suddenly became a little sharp.

"What?" Chu Liang frowned: "I’ve cracked three clues, isn’t that usually enough to find the treasure..."

The first clue led to Red Cotton Peak, the second to Pagoda Peak, the third to Biluo Peak, so following annual traditions, the final treasure should have been hidden here, so why was there an extra step?

"You dare to ask?" Daoist Yan replied, somewhat annoyed. "In the past, no disciple had solved the riddles so quickly, nor had any one of them recklessly sold the clues... As disciples of the immortal sect like us, is this becoming?"

"..."

Chu Liang immediately understood.

His behavior of selling the clues angered the elder disciples who set up the riddles. Their original intent was to train the disciples through this activity, but they had never considered that a disciple might profit from it... and the profit was significant.

But this did not violate any rules of Shu Mountain, the Mountain God festival activity was inherently quite unrestricted, and they can’t justify punishing Chu Liang.

They were upset, but unable to stop him!

So, after he had first discovered the final riddle, they likely decided to add an extra question at last minute. This question was his alone, if someone else had found this place, there would have probably been no last hurdle.

Now, Chu Liang’s feelings were probably comparable to those of the elder disciples’ before.

He could only ask, "What’s the last hurdle? Please, Uncle Yan."

"This question is not mine, but it’s simple enough." Daoist Yan slowly said, "Just bring a high-grade Green Pill, and you can exchange it for the White Jade glazed cup."