Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 262 - 54 Shameless Rogue [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 262: Chapter 54 Shameless Rogue [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

The argument was over before it began.

The brawl between these disciples of the Immortal Sect happened in the blink of an eye, but the damage was extensive. The hall was quickly reduced to rubble, and destruction spread across half the square.

Those Shu Mountain disciples of lower cultivation didn’t dare to try to intervene—not to mention that most of them seemed quite happy watching the turmoil unfold.

"Yikes... wow... they are not pulling any punches," Monk Pu Shan, standing near Chu Liang, shook his head intermittently.

Chu Liang turned to him: "Why don’t you go at it in there as well?"

"Monks should embody mercy and refuse to engage in fierce fights," Monk Pu Shan replied.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a figure flew out from the melee and landed heavily, skidding more than ten yards before stopping: a disciple from the Chonglou Temple, his bald head plainly visible.

"He’s a martial monk," Pu Shan quickly added.

Chu Liang glanced over, pondering the differences between a monk practicing martial arts and one dedicated to meditation.

The commotion did not last long. A powerful oppressive force soon descended, leaving every disciple—whether vaunted prodigies or ordinary cultivators—immobilized and looking up at the sky.

From the heavens descended an antiquated woman as frosty as winter. She turned her cold gaze towards the overturned disciples and said, "You may be used to acting recklessly within your own sects, but I ask that you respect the rules of Shu Mountain while you’re here. If these disturbances happen again, we will have to dismiss you from Shu Mountain."

Law Enforcement Elder!

Her arrival and brief sentence immediately restored order. As for the cause of the brawl, she did not delve into it in detail, seemingly reluctant to levy charges against the disciples of the various Immortal Sects.

Truthfully, the Shu Mountain elders would’ve known about such a large brawl happening right on their doorstep earlier—they probably dismissed it initially as a petty squabble. Only when the situation threatened to escalate did they intervene. Typical of their attitude towards their own disciples.

Feng Chaoyang wore an air of composure, appearing unruffled and spotless despite the altercation.

He turned to Deng Yixiao and sneered, "If you want to continue our fight, we can arrange a time down Shu Mountain. I am ready anytime."

Deng Yixiao had blood on his brows, apparently having suffered some minor injuries, but it didn’t seem to phase him—even enhancing the threatening aura on his face.

Returning Feng Chaoyang’s gaze with surprising calm, he retorted, "We will settle the score after the Shu Mountain Peak Conference."

Looks like Feng Chaoyang’s enmity with the three brothers from Thunder Fortress has been thoroughly established.

Everyone gradually dispersed. Chu Liang watched Deng Yixiao leave and couldn’t help feeling a tad perplexed.

Deng Yixiao appeared reserved and deep, not the sort to impulsively start fights while in another sect’s territory.

Could it be solely related to his second brother’s feud with Feng Chaoyang earlier?

However, since he didn’t know either party, and didn’t have much insight into the dispute, he merely gave the matter a brief thought before moving on. He had other things to take care of.

...

The next day.

Given what had happened the previous day, Shu Mountain prepared partitioned observation areas under the fighting platform for the disciples of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands to avoid the need for contact between the different sects.

After the yesterday’s incident, the different sect disciples became more well-behaved. They must have all been warned by their elders, thus refraining from picking fights.

Chu Liang stayed and watched the entire day’s tournament.

There were matches to enter the top sixteen now, and the winners would become the final sixteen. All of them were very strong. At this time, it was indeed necessary to get to know the opponents.

The one currently fighting was that disciple named Ling Ao from Guxuan Peak.

His black hair still covered his eyes. Just like last time, he managed to evade his opponent’s attacks with fast movements, then broke the opponent’s defense with a heavy punch.

Just as he defeated Shang Ziliang last time. Apart from his strong physical body, he revealed nothing else. Chu Liang felt increasingly convinced that Ling Ao had not exerted his full strength.

Over the past two days, rumors about Ling Ao had been running rife around Shu Mountain. He was relatively unknown before due to the fewer disciples of Guxuan Peak, resulting in few people knowing him. But when he suddenly excelled, he naturally attracted attention.

This was not unusual. Every year during the Shu Mountain Peak Conference, there’d be one or two dark horses—whose strength far exceeded their reputation—appearing.

People claimed that he wasn’t this strong six months ago. The sudden increase in his strength definitely meant he’d had an adventure of some sort. As a disciple of Guxuan Peak and possessing immense physical strength... the most popular conjecture was that he’d received the Real Dragon’s grace.

Some even speculated that he’d inherited the complete lineage of the Real Dragon.

But Chu Liang knew that they were wrong about this idea—because he was the one who had inherited the Real Dragon lineage.

But he didn’t feel any Dragon Breath from Ling Ao at all.

"Next battle, Chu Liang of Silver Sword Peak against Fang Ting from Jade Sword Peak!"

"Wow——"

The crowd slightly buzzed.

So far, this is the first collision in the Golden Core realm during the Shu Mountain Peak Conference. Ordinarily, having the strength of the Golden Core realm would secure a spot in the top sixteen. But now, one of them will have to be eliminated prematurely; as luck would have it, one of them is quite unlucky.

With a confident smile, Fang Ting stepped onto the stage.

He felt that he would not be unlucky one.

"Senior Brother Fang." Chu Liang also offered him a smile, lightly performing a salute.

They were old acquaintances; Chu Liang’s original assignment to the Zhennan Region’s Mountain had been led by Fang Ting, who was then in the early stage of the Golden Core realm and appeared extremely powerful.

And now, only half a year later, he could stand proudly across from him.

"Junior Brother Chu." Fang Ting also saluted, then said, "I know you’ve had many adventures and rapid improvements in the past half year, even forming a Top Grade Golden Core. You were outstanding in the Mountain God festival and the Sky Ladder Path, taking first place."

"But we too have not been idle. Today I will show you what pure power is!"

Boom.

His harsh words resonated with a burst of powerful True Qi overflowing from his body, like a vigorous flame.

Middle stage of Golden Core!

It seems he has made progress in recent days.

The bet between Silver Sword Peak and Jade Sword Peak is known to many, and it’s easy for them to compare the principal disciples of both sides, matching Chu Liang with Xu Ziyang.

However, Fang Ting felt that the bet could end today.

He had seen Chu Liang’s feebleness when he first descended the mountain, so he always felt that no matter how many adventures Chu Liang had encountered in such a short period, he couldn’t have grown too strong.

So what if he has cultivated a Top Grade Golden Core?

Can your physical body keep up with it? Can your Divine Skills keep up with it? Is your spirit strong enough?

And no matter how supreme your Golden Core is, you started too low. The time since your Core Formation has also been short. On the contrary, I am an old Golden Core cultivator who has already stepped into the Middle Stage of the Golden Core realm.

Today, I will show you the ultimate power of the Shenxiao Five Thunder Golden Elixir!

He drew his Shocking Thunder Sword, and a Golden Dragon swam on it, suppressing a powerful aura! It seems that Fang Ting was eager to show his strength in this battle and couldn’t wait anymore!

The truth is that ever since he stepped into the middle stage of the Golden Core realm, he has been yearning for a good fight. His opponent in the last round was too weak to make him exert his full strength, so Chu Liang in this round was undoubtedly the best choice.

Let’s go!

Fight with all you have!

His heart seemed to be filled with thunderous roars shouting wildly.

"Hahaha! I’ve been looking forward to this fight too!" Chu Liang responded with equal fervor, cheered, "Then let’s go, let’s show Peak Master Wang Xuanling watching from the stand who is the stronger disciple!"

As he spoke, his gaze moved behind Fang Ting.

When Fang Ting heard the name of Wang Xuanling, he was startled. The master came too?

I didn’t hear that he was going to watch the fight?

He instinctively glances backward, and there was nothing.

Swish.

A dull sound of a blade piercing flesh echoed.

Chu Liang’s hand remained in a pose of launching a secret weapon, while a gleaming curved knife was stuck in Fang Ting’s chest.

"..." The audience fell silent.

Fang Ting turned his head, opening and closing his mouth in disbelief, without saying a word, he collapsed backward. Many disciples from the Pill Furnace Hall rushed forward to rescue him, while the injury looked severe, Chu Liang had avoided all vital areas. For a cultivator, such flesh wounds aren’t hard to heal.

In comparison, the wound in Fang Ting’s heart might be even harder to mend.

After a while, a weak but clear voice reluctantly voiced everyone’s thoughts: "Shameless!"