Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 246 - 38: Everyone Kneels Down. [Vote for monthly ticket!]_1

Chapter 246: Chapter 38: Everyone Kneels Down. [Vote for monthly ticket!]_1

The so-called secrecy was not about lying to their mentors and elders, which was impractical.

What Chu Liang hoped for was to limit those privy to this matter to a small subset of the upper echelons of the Three Immortal Sects without spreading it.

The importance of the Black Dragon Secret Realm was such that, once leaked, it would inevitably make headlines in the Seven Star Mansion Report, and then everyone in the world would know about it.

There was an old saying that a man is innocent until he is guilty of carrying a gem.

Given Chu Liang’s current cultivation, if the news that he had obtained the Black Dragon Ball got out, then countless people from both the orthodox and evil paths would likely set their sights on him, hoping they could get him to cough up the Dragon Ball.

At that time, he couldn’t guarantee that he would remain safe from people’s unfair treatment, just like how he had mistreated the Golden Butterfly Baby.

The term "What goes around comes around" might just apply to him.

That’s why he had brought this up.

Luo Yao nodded and directly agreed, "Okay."

Perhaps because of her background, she was always more accustomed to the dark. In her view, if Chu Liang was worried about leaks, he could have killed everyone to keep them quiet while they were healing their wounds!

This would be similar to the approach taken by Demon Princess Liu and Master Mu, which she thought might be the most reliable solution.

She was lost in her thoughts for a while.

Chu Liang responded, "Miss Luo, I was never worried about you."

Monk Pu Shan furrowed his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Upon feeling a hint of doubt, he quickly reassured Chu by patting his bald head, "Don’t worry, Young Hero Chu, since I’ve received your favour, I’ll naturally keep my mouth shut."

Chu Liang also nodded with a smile.

Thinking to himself, you better do so.

Their relationship had deepened over this little adventure. Chu Liang chose to trust them.

Just as they finished this negotiation, a rumbling crack sounded in the sky!

As if the heavens were being torn apart!

The Dragon Ball in Chu Liang’s body flashed, hinting the intrusion of enemies! The Dragonkin in the Secret Realm emitted terrified roars!

Bang--

A streak of fire descended from the sky and hit the nearby mountain directly. In front of the three, it shattered a small peak and vanished from the Secret Realm.

Rocks fell like rain.

The fiery light gradually receded, transforming into a pair of flaming wings spreading behind a towering woman.

The woman, dressed in flames, furrowed her brows and demanded, "Where is my disciple?"

"Master, I am here," Chu Liang quickly stood up shakily, "You almost crushed me to death..."

"Hmm?" Empress Feng looked ahead, seeing that it was indeed Chu Liang, intact and in one piece. She sighed in relief, "I thought you were facing a life-and-death crisis."

"There was indeed a crisis earlier. Luckily, with the help of my two friends, we managed to defeat the people from the Demon Sect," explained Chu Liang.

Empress Feng turned to look at Luo Yao and the others, smiling, "I have met you before, right? You all are good kids."

Luo Yao and Monk Pu Shan quickly stood up, showing their respect to Empress Feng as their eyes reflected both fear and awe.

When someone could crush all three of you by simply landing, it’s hard not to regard them with reverence.

Just as Empress Feng had torn open the sky and landed in the Secret Realm, a streak of light followed right behind her. It swiftly touched down and transformed into a young monk dressed in a white robe.

He appeared to be around the same age as Monk Pu Shan. However, the worldly and compassionate light in his eyes suggested that he was far from simple.

"Master," Monk Pu Shan saw this monk and immediately approached him.

This monk turned out to be Monk Pu Shan’s master, the God Traveling Zen Master, a renowned high monk from Yunque Temple, one of the Nine Heavens.

He was considered an anomaly in Yunque Temple. Unlike most disciples of Yunque Temple who stayed away from the mundane world, he liked to travel the world in various identities and had left behind many tales of his manifestations in the Mortal Realm. But those were stories from hundreds of years ago. The God Traveling Zen Master hadn’t appeared for decades.

After landing, he respectfully greeted everyone present with a smile.

"No offence, but I don’t think Yunque Temple treats its disciples well. For a rescue mission, you send someone who can’t speak. If we had cooperated just now, we could have easily broken into this Secret Realm," Empress Feng said, frowning.

She has always been temperamental, so it was inevitable that she would lose her patience with the always composed God Traveling Zen Master. Even for her, opening this secret realm had taken quite a bit of effort.

"Hehe." Monk Pu Shan chuckled as he scratched his head, "My master has been practicing a vow of silence meditation for thirty years now."

Watching as master-disciple pairs reunited one after another, Luo Yao looked up at the crack in the sky again. A sneaky old figure peeked out from the rift.

This was an elder from Sanjue Valley.

The elder waved at Luo Yao, and then immediately disappeared again without daring to enter the secret realm.

Luo Yao glanced at Empress Feng nearby, guessing why the Valley elder was so frightened of her.

Empress Feng has always been ruthless with old men.

Last time, she singlehandedly faced three opponents, beating several elders of Sanjue Valley until they cried out in pain. Seeing her again now, they were like mice who had just seen a cat.

"Master, we should head out too," suggested Monk Pu Shan.

The God Traveling Zen Master gently nodded, his gaze holding layers of implications as he looked at Chu Liang. It seemed that just from one look, he already knew what had transpired here.

After the previous two master-disciple pairs left, the master-disciple pair from Shu Mountain wasn’t in a hurry to leave.

Chu Liang needed some private space to explain to his master in detail what had happened here.

Having recounted their adventures along the way, Empress Feng was greatly shocked to hear that he had obtained the Black Dragon Dragon Ball.

"So you not only killed those two high-ranking members from the Demon Cult, but you also became the master of this secret realm?" She exclaimed, pausing briefly before adding, "Truly worthy of being my disciple."

"To be precise, I can’t really claim it yet." Chu Liang chuckled, "I need to wait until my cultivation is high enough before I can fully control this secret realm."

"But it’s still yours, right? It just exists here temporarily." Empress Feng laughed heartily, patting Chu Liang’s shoulder, "This secret realm is worth a fortune. It seems that your master will be able to retire in peace now, thanks to you."

Chu Liang laughed along, thinking that if it weren’t for the large hole that Empress Feng had blasted just now, this secret realm could have been even more valuable.

Thanks to the God Traveling Zen Master, he had managed to repair the damage.

After the master and disciple left, they returned to the valley under the dragon’s nest that they had been in earlier.

The vortex on the side of the mountain had already disappeared. Originally, the Black Dragon Secret Realm wouldn’t have any other entrances or exits, and only Chu Liang would have the right to enter or exit. Earlier, Empress Feng had forcefully blasted open a barrier in the realm by sheer physical strength.

And now the God Traveling Zen Master gently smudged the breach on the secret realm with a white light, gradually restoring it.

While Empress Feng was good at causing destruction, creation was best left to the great practitioners of Buddhism.

The three master-disciple pairs were all standing in the valley, maintaining a delicate distance. They were getting ready to say their goodbyes when suddenly they heard thunderous sounds from the sky.

An ominous surge of demonic energy was faintly discernible.

Everyone hid for a moment, only to see a dark cloud descend from the sky. Standing on top of the cloud were about a hundred demonic cultivators, led by the pale-faced Black Feather General.

Before Master Mu and Demon Princess Liu had gone to chase the three small creatures entering the secret realm, they hadn’t forgotten to deliver a fatal blow to him. But the Black Feather General, who had fought fearlessly in the White Bone Hall for years, had divine skills to spare his life.

It was with these divine skills and a feigned death that he managed to escape this calamity.

Immediately after returning to the White Bone Hall, his first thing was to gather troops for revenge.

Upon reaching the valley, the Black Feather General was itching for a fight, completely unlike his earlier failure to escape death. He shouted triumphantly, "We will wait for them here. That man and woman definitely have not made it out yet! They tricked and destroyed one of our subordinates in the Loyalty Hall. Now I have brought eight brothers from different halls. Let’s see if they can kill all of us!"

It seemed that he was worried that Demon Princess Liu and Master Mu would run away with the treasures from the secret realm, so he rushed back to gather his troops for an attack.

Revenge was a matter of urgency.

However, he would definitely not get the people he was waiting for.

The mountain valley was plunged into shadow by the hordes of demonic cultivators, the atmosphere resembling that of a ghost region, chilling and sinister.

Suddenly, the figure of a woman emerged.

A tall and slim figure with a full chest, slender waist and long legs. Her brows and eyes were both captivating and charming, carrying a hint of languid energy.

Quite a few lustful glances landed on the woman.

She simply walked towards them, facing countless demonic cultivator gazes and shouted, "Hey!"

"Everyone, kneel."