Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 475 - 54 Origins [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 475: Chapter 54 Origins [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chu Liang’s promise to the old Prime Minister of the previous dynasty was to take place here.

The old Prime Minister knew well that his life was fading, and the restoration of his homeland was hopeless. The little Emperor, having slept for centuries, was still far from the moment of restoration.

He asked Chu Liang to promise to find a safe haven for the little Emperor.

At first, Chu Liang must have been worried. Even though this was a child who could be accommodated anywhere, his identity was extraordinary. If he were to grow up and cause trouble, Chu Liang could easily be implicated.

The old Prime Minister assured him that the long period of frozen sleep would wipe away all of the little Emperor’s memories from before his slumber. From then on, as long as he was not informed of his own heritage, he would only be an ordinary six-year-old child.

Only then did Chu Liang agree.

Since only the two of them knew about this, as long as the little Emperor did not attempt to restore his dynasty in the future, taking in an orphan would not be a problem.

At this point, the two had reached an agreement.

The old Prime Minister informed Chu Liang of this location. Right after the old Prime Minister had fled to Zhennan Region’s Mountain and frozen the little Emperor, he had made this escape plan, specifically intended to allow the little Emperor to leave safely one day.

And now, just before his dream shattered, he had given up this hope himself.

Naturally, there was some risk in Chu Liang’s actions.

This matter could be major or minor. On a less serious scale, it was merely adopting an orphan. On a grander scale, it was harboring a remnant of the former dynasty. However, the old Prime Minister’s refusal to assist the Demonic Clan and the elimination of his own plans was truly admirable.

Chu Liang felt that he should help him this time.

So he came here.

The jade casket emitted a radiant glow. Chu Liang made a hand seal with both hands, and according to the method taught by the old Prime Minister, gently imprinted it on the casket lid.

Whoosh—

Immediately, a bright light shone out and the lid of the casket slowly slid open.

The small figure inside was revealed.

Despite having been frozen for centuries, the boy’s appearance showed no change. He was a delicate little boy, thin, wearing an oversized dragon robe, and appeared slightly pretentious.

His breath was steady, genuinely as if he had been sleeping. This sleep, though, was rather long.

Chu Liang did not rush to wake him, but gently lifted him out and changed his dragon robe into the ordinary clothes Chu Liang had brought.

After placing the dismantled clothes in the jade casket, he cleanly burned them with the Divine Dragon Fire.

Despite the precious material of the jade casket, it took a long time to burn. The valuable artifact made Chu Liang feel a bit of heartache as well. However, many people had seen this jade casket. If he sold it, it could certainly pose risks.

If he kept it for personal use...

He was still not even twenty years old, so there was no rush for that.

After cleaning up the traces, he took the boy and left the deep pool, flying out of Zhennan Region’s Mountain. He came to a remote valley in Southern Jiang, dumping the little Emperor onto the ground.

He then lightly kicked him a couple of times. Seeing that the boy was still not waking up, he gave him a few slightly stronger slaps.

With the seal on the jade casket gone, the boy finally woke up from his long slumber, slowly opening his eyes. His gaze was clear, but filled with confusion.

"You’re awake." Chu Liang promptly asked.

"Huh?" The little boy raised his head in a daze. Any person, after sleeping for so long, would not likely be clear-headed.

"You were chased by a demon beast and fell off a cliff. It was I who saved you," Chu Liang said.

"Huh?" The little boy stood up, looked around, and finally seemed to grasp the situation.

"Where do you live? I will take you home," Chu Liang asked further.

"I..." The little boy thought hard but his mind seemed blank. His murmured, "I only remember a mountain... with a large palace on top of it..."

Chu Liang knew at once what place he was talking about.

It was the first tier of the Dream Abyss, the palace in the dream. Having spent hundreds of years in this dream world, the dazed boy was obviously considering it his home at this moment.

"And do you remember your name?" Chu Liang asked again.

The little boy recalled his past once again, but still shook his head.

Seeing that he seemed to truly have no memories, Chu Liang finally felt completely at ease.

If this person had retained even a shred of memory from before his deep sleep, Chu Liang would not dare to take him back.

"This hundred-mile radius is deserted. You were most likely brought back by a demon beast. But if you can’t remember your name or where your home is, how can I help you find your parents?" Chu Liang calmly said, "I see that you have a good foundation. How about you come back with me to the mountains to cultivate?"

The little boy looked at Chu Liang, was momentarily taken aback, then slowly nodded his head: "Alright."

Chu Liang satisfactorily patted his head.

From now on, only he would know the boy’s background, so there would be no more trouble.

However...

After executing this series of actions, Chu Liang suddenly felt a vague sense of familiarity.

The Law Enforcement Elder had once brought his master back home, not knowing how he explained her origin... and his master had brought him up the mountain with a similar explanation. Now it had come time for him to bring the little emperor back home.

Everything seemed to be a cycle.

In reality, everyone’s background is complex, but what about his own?

But upon thinking about it, coming up with a tight lie to deceive his younger self would likely pose quite a challenge for his Master.

...

"This little thing..." Empress Feng looked at the little boy in front of her, then glanced dubiously at Chu Liang: "Where did he come from?"

"He was chased by a demon beast and fell off a cliff, losing all his memories." Chu Liang said, "I took pity on him and brought him back to the mountain for temporary refuge. If he has talent, I’ll keep him as a disciple of Shu Mountain. If not, we’ll find him a proper place to live.

"I see." Empress Feng nodded.

The little boy sat upright on the chair, shyly looking up at the elder sister in front of him, his complexion pale, his eyes sparkling.

Empress Feng couldn’t resist pinching his cheeks, laughing, "This little thing is quite cute. Does he not have a name yet?"

"Indeed, he doesn’t remember his own name." Chu Liang said.

"Hehe, I happen to be great at coming up with names." Empress Feng said with a smile.

Chu Liang instantly smelled a whiff of danger.

"Let’s call him Chu Yi." Empress Feng waved and announced.

"Huh?" Chu Liang mulled over this name and unexpectedly found it to be not bad, so he asked, "Master, why do you choose this name?"

Empress Feng gave a mysterious smile, "When I first saved you, you were hiding from a demon beast, standing motionless on the eaves of a house. So I thought, let’s just call you Chu Liang."

"He’s now sitting motionless on a chair, but Chu Chair doesn’t sound good..."

Alright then.

For the first time in many years, Chu Liang found out the origin of his own name.

"Do you like this name?" He asked, looking down at the boy.

The little boy looked greatly serious, earnestly thanking, "Thank you for the name, Sister."

"You can’t call her sister." Chu Liang immediately instructed, "For now, you can call her Peak Master. Later, if you also become a disciple of Silver Sword Peak, you will need to call her Master."

"Ah." Empress Feng waved her hand, tousling the little boy’s face, "What does it matter? From now on just call me this, I like it."

Chu Liang could only silently sigh to himself.

Seems like every time Silver Sword Peak gets one more person, my seniority goes down once more.

"But it’s good you’re back..." Empress Feng turned around, produced an account book, and read aloud, "Every peak is about to report its expenses for next month, and you just had a breakthrough, so your report needs to be updated... The elixir quota for Fourth Realm disciples is five hundred sword coins per person... The Fifth Realm quota needs to be increased to eight hundred, the talisman quota from two hundred sword coins per person to three hundred, the magic artifact quota.... All in all these eight items, you calculate how much more we could ask for."

As she spoke, Chu Liang had already completed the mental calculations. Just as he was about to speak up, a small voice nearby answered first: "It’s one thousand two hundred and sixty."