Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 468 - 47: I was Born a Commoner [Seeking Monthly Votes!] _1

Chapter 468: Chapter 47: I was Born a Commoner [Seeking Monthly Votes!] _1

"Your Majesty..."

"I was initially just a farmer, tilling the fields of Gou Village on the Niu Shi Slope, only hoping to survive in the chaotic world, asking for nothing more than sound and prosperity in the Nine States..."

In the palace, formed from the polished skull of a giant monster, the elderly prime minister of the former dynasty walked through the luminous corridor and into a vast and open hall.

There was nothing in the hall except for a semi-transparent coffin in the center carved from white jade, within which lay a small figure dressed in yellow.

Even though nobody else was present, the former prime minister still knelt down respectfully to pay his respects, and then rose to his feet to look at the Jade Casket and speak in a heavy tone. Stripped away from his lifelessness at this moment, he appeared like a sorrowful and elderly scholar.

He was utterly committed to his duties.

"But the previous emperor lost his foundation before he could halfway govern the state. There was smoke across the land and the Divine State sunk, and on the day of the fall of the nation, not even the civil and military officials of the court could save the heavens. All I could do was carry Your Majesty to this desolate land, but we were finally caught up by the rebel army and the entire army was wiped out."

"Despite all our scheming, we could only barely save Your Majesty’s life. Thanks to this corner of the dream world, we ghosts were able to resurrect and retain our state of life and death in the dream, which allowed Your Majesty to sleep and wait for the opportunity but...."

"I’ve heard that hundreds of years have passed, and the world is at peace under the Yu Dynasty. Isn’t our quest for restoration also but a dream?"

"Not long ago, I may have missed the only opportunity to restore the nation."

Saying this, a touch of struggle and pain appeared on the former prime minister’s face, but there was no regret at all.

"The Demon Queen proclaimed that as long as we help her awaken the Nightmare Demon King from three thousand years ago, she would restore your position when the Demon God descends. With us being neither living nor dead, and unable to leave this dream, there won’t be any better chances."

"But I deceived her."

"I sent her to the most dangerous Blood Crow Cave in this secret realm. With her cultivation, I don’t know how long she can be held there. Perhaps soon, she will come back and kill all of us."

"Your Majesty, I don’t regret it."

The old man’s back gradually straightened, and he resolutely stated, "Even though it was our lifelong wish to restore our nation, and we couldn’t rest even in death as we waited for that day...."

"But regardless, we are the orthodox of the Divine State and we must restore the Human Dynasty! How could we become servants of the Demonic Clan? It’s better to die unyielding than to live in humiliation! Your Majesty, today I will have to bury you underground again, so as not to be discovered by the Demon Queen. When you awaken, there may be no more of your loyal subjects...and perhaps no more humans. At that time, I hope you do not forget your aspirations to restore the nation."

"Your subjects will still be shouting and cheering for you in the nether world, and in the next life, we will once again become your loyal subjects!"

After finishing his impassioned speech, he could not help shedding tears. However, all he saw was the sleeping figure in the Jade Casket and the empty hall. The soldiers outside, whose cultivation was inadequate in their lifetimes, were still unable to fully recover their intelligence even when they regained their physical peak in the dream.

The whole team was actually shouldered by him alone.

For hundreds of years, they existed as ghosts, wandering back and forth on both sides of the Dream Abyss. When they were outside the abyss, they were ignorant ghosts; when they returned to the dream world inside the abyss, they would return to their full state.

The then prime minister and his trusted officials had the young Little Emperor sealed in a Jade Casket to wait for the right moment, so to this day the Little Emperor is the only one alive.

But when he awakens, who knows if there will still be loyal subjects in the world.

"Sigh..."

The prime minister let out a long sigh as he looked up.

The loneliness over the years had tortured him and perhaps death was a good liberation. The words he had just said had emptied all his thoughts.

As for his steadfastness to the Human Clan...

Even if nobody knew, he would have no regrets upon looking back, and felt proud in front of the world.

His gaze fell upon the direction of the Dream Abyss, and he raised his finger excitedly, as if pointing towards the Nine States Land, "You descendants of the traitors will never understand what I have given up...sigh!"

...

"He gave up the promise of restoring the nation, simply to delay the Demon Queen’s awakening of the Nightmare Demon King?"

After hearing the story from Second Lady Gu, everyone felt respect towards the old prime minister of the former dynasty.

Regardless, to persist in such circumstances for hundreds of years, but remain loyal to the Human Clan and retain the determination, was indeed commendable.

And Chu Liang had a touch of understanding within his mind.

That Cai Yi was a Great Demon King with advanced cultivation, and it was very likely that she was the one who appeared in Shu Mountain five hundred years ago, deceiving Yan’s ancestors to break the seal on the Demon Suppression Tower...

Everything was now very clear. The fact that the Demon Suppression Tower of the Shu Mountain Sect went missing was no coincidence. It was a conspiracy executed by the demonic clan to rescue the Demon God.

And now, she intends to awaken the Nightmare Demon King from three thousand years ago.

The Nightmare Demon King was critically injured and on the brink of death back then. He took refuge in the dreams of the Great Dream Fairy, preserving his life and consequently fell into a deep sleep. Normally, he would need to completely devour the Dream Fairy Country in order to have enough spiritual power to awaken.

If he’s prematurely awakened by the demonic clan, presumably the demonic clan would have ways to temporarily restore his power, in which case, another formidable Great Demon King would emerge.

"We must hurry now," Ji Lingyu said. "If we assume this, it has been a while since the Demon Queen entered the dream realm, being fooled and led astray by the former dynasty’s Prime Minister. We must rapidly move up to the next layer of the dream realm and then escape to contact a powerful cultivator to handle this matter."

Yan Qihu said, "The problem now is that we can’t get close to the little emperor, so how can we enter his dream?"

"Maybe we could negotiate with him," Chu Liang suddenly suggested. "We all face the same enemy when it comes to the Demonic Clan, it might not be impossible to negotiate."

"Negotiate?" The crowd looked at him.

"Yes." Chu Liang nodded. "There might be no need for conflicts."

A little later, a figure wearing a faint smile appeared near the White Bone Palace, facing an army of decaying soldiers from the former era, loudly declaring, "Chu Liang, from the Shu Mountain Sect, wishes to see the Lord Prime Minister!"

A white surge of killing intent erupted from within the formation, and thousands of armored soldiers turned their gaze toward him. An invisible pressure descended as the heaviness of a mountain.

Instantly, Chu Liang understood why even Yan Qihu, a formidable Seventh Realm martial artist, has been struggling to break through this. When many accomplished martial artists formed such a massive formation, their combined strength is comparable to some top-tier cultivators.

Such large-scale battle formation was not something that disciples of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were familiar with, but the Yu Dynasty’s armies would certainly not lack such strategies.

A moment later, the former dynasty’s Prime Minister emerged from the White Bone Palace, coldly uttering two words: "Step forward."

The crowd of soldiers cleared a path with the sound of their rustling armor.

While shouting from outside the soldiers’ formation, Chu Liang would have been able to escape at any time. But once he stepped into the formation, escape would become as difficult as ascending to heaven.

But he still resolutely stepped forward.

The deeper he went, the heavier the oppressive power on his shoulders became. If someone of a lower cultivation level was here, they might not even have made it a few steps before collapsing.

It seemed that the old Prime Minister wanted to show him his place.

Despite the intense pressure, Chu Liang showed no signs of it on his face. He still walked up to the front of the palace with a smile, and bowed respectfully.

"The Shu Mountain Sect used to be my Qian Dynasty’s top Immortal Sect, but later betrayed us and joined the ranks of the rebels," the elderly Prime Minister said coldly.

The Qian Dynasty was the name of the former dynasty.

In the present Yu Dynasty, no one would dare to mention this name.

In the late period of the former era, corruption had overtaken the imperial court, with wars springing up all over the Nine States. Various Immortal Sects began to rebel, including the Shu Mountain Sect.

At that time, the Demon Suppression Tower of the Shu Mountain sect was still intact, and the sect was still respected as the first Immortal Sect. They held a significant influence in the Immortal Cultivation World. If the Shu Mountain Sect had provided staunch support to the former Imperial Court, at least half of the Immortal Cultivation World would not have rebelled; at least not without hesitation for some time.

One can say that Shu Mountain’s betrayal was a key catalyst for the collapse of the Qian Dynasty.

So there was much resentment in the elderly Prime Minister’s voice when he mentioned it.

"Since it’s the top Immortal Sect, wouldn’t the Lord Prime Minister have visited the Shu Mountain?" Chu Liang avoided his comment and instead asked the elderly Prime Minister a counter-question.

"Indeed." The elderly Prime Minister answered.

"The former Head Master of Shu Mountain Sect had already passed away for many years, but the Zhenshan Guardian Divine Beast Baize was still there. Have you ever met Baize?" Chu Liang asked further.

"Baize, the divine beast, is highly proficient in the laws of Yin Yang and master the learning of the three religions. It was a good friend of mine," the elderly Prime Minister said, somewhat nostalgic.

"Speaking of Baize, you probably don’t know its current situation. I’m not very close to it, but I am close with its child..." Chu Liang was instantly warmer when he moved to a person... or an animal he knew. He continued, "Not long ago at our Shu Mountain Peak Conference, a group of culprits came to cause trouble..."

"You might not know who saved Baize... Well, haha, it was none other than me..."

"It was a moment of quick decisions and swift actions..."