Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 391 - 75: Which Immortal Master from Shu Mountain? 【Seeking monthly ticket!】_1

Chapter 391: Chapter 75: Which Immortal Master from Shu Mountain? 【Seeking monthly ticket!】_1

Inside the medical hall, the owner and his daughter, as well as several apprentices, were busy behind the curtains. The martial artists of the Blaze Guild, who were familiar with the place, had already found themselves a place to settle down. Only Chu Liang was seated alone in the main hall, perfectly witnessing the sudden arrival of these cultivators and heard the phrase "not a single one left".

A flicker flashed through Chu Liang’s brows.

What on earth does "not a single one left" mean?

Dozens of cultivators outside the medical hall did not enter but began chanting incantations, preparing to use Flying Swords!

"Hold on!"

Chu Liang immediately shouted out, aiming to prevent these people from taking action.

These people were obviously here to completely eliminate the opposition. It was like they belonged to the underworld, chasing after a fight all the way into the medical hall.

He had no intention of getting involved in the local gang struggles as soon as he arrived, nor did he have any intention of stopping the enmity between the two parties.

But these people were simply too rude!

Apart from him, an innocent bystander, there were also Xu Zhiyin and her father, who were not involved with the gangs.

With Chu Liang’s cultivation, it was easy to leave, but it was kind of late to notify Miss Xu and her father. What’s more, they might have been taking a bath, and he couldn’t barge in to take them away.

Imagine the scenario, the young lady was bathing, and he abruptly opened the door and shouted, "Miss Xu, there are bad people coming"...it would be like introducing himself.

So all he could do was stop the group in front of him.

However, ignoring Chu Liang’s order, these cultivators released dozens of Flying Swords in unison, which immediately transformed into hundreds of rays of Sword Aura that flew right in!

Ssssssss——

Only a few rounds of these Sword Auras would turn the medical hall into a sieve, leaving no survivors. If the martial artists of the Blaze Guild were in good condition, they might be able to resist, but they were completely incapable of doing so at this moment.

But Chu Liang was there.

His brows furrowed, and he activated the Dustless Sword. In an instant, it also transformed into hundreds of Sword Auras - the Thousand Sword Technique was invoked!

Each Sword Aura that the Dustless Sword transformed into accurately intercepted the Sword Auras flying towards the medical hall. Under the control of Chu Liang’s powerful Divine Sense, the sounds of clashing metal rang out, and yet the outer wall of the medical hall didn’t suffer a bit of damage.

Ding ding ding——

After a round of attacks, those thousands of Sword Auras shattered, and Chu Liang’s Dustless Sword stayed gently suspended beside him, sparkling brilliantly.

Meanwhile, most of the Flying Swords on the other side had become broken swords!

One versus dozens and he emerged completely victorious!

If Chu Liang had not held back and let the Dustless Sword loose again, few of these cultivators could have escaped.

The quality of these Flying Swords was not even as good as the standard Flying Sword Bracelets from Shu Mountain, how could they collide with the Dustless Sword, a sword of semi-divine grade? Upon contact, being cut in two was a common occurrence.

Even these inferior-quality Flying Swords were precious in Python Belly City. This fact was evident from the agonized expressions on these cultivators.

When they saw their cherished inferior Flying Swords being cut in two, they were extremely angry. They were about to deploy their Divine Skills to surround and attack Chu Liang when another voice rang out.

"Hold on!"

This time it was the brocade-robed man on the Elephant who shouted.

He shifted abruptly, looking astonished, "Where did this master come from?"

The cultivators beside him were generally at The Third Realm, some even at The Second Realm. So, it would be fair to say that Chu Liang, a top-level presence in The Fourth Realm, was a master.

In Python Belly City, having low cultivation was the norm.

If you consider Chu Liang as a landowner in the path of cultivation, with the upper echelon of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands being the middle class, the ordinary disciples of the Seven Lands being the elites, the wild cultivators within the realm being the impoverished, the cultivators in Python Belly City would undoubtedly be beggars.

When resources are scarce beyond a certain point, differences in talent become less pronounced. After all, The Third Realm has already been thoroughly explored.

Even those who had already embarked on the path of cultivation when they entered would probably remain at that level for the rest of their lives.

Only when one reaches Heaven’s Gate and beyond can one break through without needing any resources.

Chu Liang quickly moved to stand in front of the medical hall, loudly saying, "I’m not part of the Blaze Guild or a martial artist, and I have no connection with your grudges. But you’ve annoyed me today, it’s best that you leave my sight immediately. Otherwise..."

He dashed a step, spun around, and threw a punch downward at the elephant’s head from mid-air!

Boom——

The massive elephant, several yards tall, shuddered at his punch.

Then, the black stone cracked.

The elephant’s body sank a yard deep into the rocky earth. Even though it was instantly slain, its body remained stuck upright.

The surrounding cultivators instantly broke out in cold sweat, not daring to make another sound. All of them combined couldn’t withstand this punch, how could they dare to defy him further?

The brocade-clad man on the elephant’s back looked up at Chu Liang. His posture had naturally transformed into one of kneeling.

After a while, he tremblingly spat out, "And you said you weren’t a martial artist ..."

In his mind, the divine power to punch an elephant to death could not possibly be martial arts practiced by a cultivator, right?

...

The cultivators from the Sun Moon Tower left in a pitiful way, scared witless.

Watching their retreating figures, Chu Liang sighed.

After all, he still managed to cause trouble as soon as he arrived.

"What happened?" Xu Zhiyin came up from behind and cautiously asked.

She and the group of martial artists behind her were only alerted by the clashing sound of the flying swords. When they walked out, they saw Chu Liang battling a giant elephant.

Chu Liang briefly recounted the details of what had just happened, and Xu Zhiyin drew a surprised, chilly breath of the foul air within Python Belly City, "Ah..."

In all the years they had been working as physicians here, they had never thought that one day they would become the target, too. Having survived in Python Belly City for so long, how could she not be afraid?

"You don’t have to be too afraid. Their main targets are these martial artists, they’re not after you," Chu Liang reassured her.

"But..." Xu Zhiyin turned her head, "No matter how fierce your fights are, you usually don’t end up fighting in the physician’s office, what happened today?"

Among the group of martial artists, an older man rose, his arm recently bandaged due to a clean amputation—he must have been cut off cleanly by a flying sword.

The disgruntled man declared, "These cultivators, they used to fear our gang leader, pretending to be aloof from worldly matters. Now the gang leader is..."

"Old Zhang!" someone nearby reminded him instantly.

The man then begrudgingly shut his mouth.

It was obvious that this part of the city was Blaze Guild territory, so word of Sun Moon Tower’s pursuit quickly spread. Before long, a massive group of about a hundred martial artists gathered, completely surrounding the physician’s office.

And this was probably not the entirety of the Blaze Guild.

In terms of their threshold, martial artists were indeed much less gifted than cultivators. A good martial artist could be found among a hundred people, whereas a cultivator with the same potential was one in ten thousand. And before reaching the seventh realm, martial artists’ cultivation was also simpler and more straightforward.

This was why the world had a disproportionate number of martial artists to cultivators.

The reason that there were only two martial arts sects in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands was that beyond the seventh realm, cultivators held an absolute advantage.

The leader of the group was a tall, muscular woman with short hair, dressed in strenuous gear. She had a scar nestled between her brows, giving her a rugged and ferocious appearance.

According to the respects paid to her by the people around, she was the Vice Guild Master of the Blaze Guild.

Upon arriving in the main hall, she took a brief look at everyone and asked, "Is everyone alright?"

All the wounded, who were missing arms or legs, chorused, "We’re fine."

Although Chu Liang, standing to the side, understood the sentiment, he still found the scene somewhat eerie.

The Vice Guild Master quickly turned her attention to him and said, "So, it was this young hero who saved you all? Truly, heroes come from the young."

"I dare not accept such a compliment," Chu Liang humbly replied, "I am Chu Liang, also saved by Miss Xu, so it was my duty to defend this place."

With these words, he subtly indicated that the primary reason for his intervention was his gratitude for Xu Zhiyin.

The Vice Guild Master immediately declared, "Although Zhiyin and her father are not part of our Blaze Guild, they have saved many of our brothers over the years in the eastern part of the city. We of the Blaze Guild have deep feelings for this physician’s office. We will not let Sun Moon Tower perpetrate their violent acts!"

Chu Liang gave a nod of support.

But he wasn’t planning on getting involved in this matter further.

But then he heard the Vice Guild Master say, "You have remarkable skills, young hero. Should you join the Blaze Guild, you would certainly be a great asset."

Chu Liang quickly replied with a smile, "Vice Guild Master, I have no plans of joining at the moment..."

"Hmm?" The Vice Guild Master looked at him quizzically, slightly puzzled, "but you have offended Sun Moon Tower, and you cannot possibly join the demonic clan, where else can you go in Python Belly City without joining our Blaze Guild?"

"I have a fellow disciple who fell in here with me," Chu Liang replied, "I intend to find him as soon as possible, and then leave together."

"Leave?" The Vice Guild Master’s expression suddenly changed.

Not just her, but the other members of the Blaze Guild had their expressions change too, as if they had just heard something absurd.

After a while, she slowly advised in a deep voice, "Young Hero Chu, I advise you to give up this idea. Perhaps you’ve only just entered Python Belly City and are still unfamiliar with everything here. But you should know that no one has ever been able to leave this place alive..."

"Perhaps no one in the past, but..." Chu Liang emphatically declared, "I am a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect!"

There was a stubborn self-confidence in his voice when he made this declaration.

Even without the power of the Shattered Void Jade Talisman, he was certain his master and the top echelon of Shu Mountain would take action and come to search for him in the Southern Sea soon.

The occurrence in the Southern Sea was too big to escape their investigation, even if they tried to keep his disappearance a secret.

The disappearance of the Guild Master of the Four Seas Whale Guild was one thing, but this was Shu Mountain Sect.

Every disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect held firm in this belief...no matter where danger might find you, do not give up, remember that a powerful sect is backing you.

Upon hearing that he was a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect, the surrounding people indeed showed surprise.

Although there were many cultivators in Python Belly City, it was rare to find a disciple from the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. What they didn’t know was, Chu Liang wasn’t just an ordinary disciple of Shu Mountain Sect.

He hadn’t yet revealed his more prestigious identities; being the eldest senior brother of the Silver Sword Peak, a finalist in the Shu Mountain Mahjong Tournament, the champion of the Flying Sword Racing Competition, the runner-up at the Shu Mountain Peak Conference...

Would Shu Mountain Sect not care?

Upon realizing he was a disciple of the Shu Mountain Sect, the Vice Guild Master seemed surprised, then asked, "Then who is your Immortal Master in Shu Mountain?"

"It’s Empress..."

As he was within Python Belly City, Chu Liang didn’t think much about it and blurted out his master’s name. But halfway through, he suddenly remembered that, since he was in public, he couldn’t mention the name of his master.

As expected, before he could even finish...

"Empress Feng?!" The Vice Guild Master exclaimed in shock.

The Blaze Guild members around her showed various changes on their faces.

Noticing their reactions, Chu Liang instantly thought: Oh no!