Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 536 - 9 Beam [Request for Monthly Votes!]_1

Chapter 536: Chapter 9 Beam [Request for Monthly Votes!]_1

"Strange." Chu Liang mumbled, "Do we have a feud?"

What’s the deal with me being provoked out of the blue?

At this point, Wang Xuanling meaningfully said: "You have no enmity with him, neither does Shu Mountain with Fuyao Country."

"Now I get it." Chu Liang immediately understood.

No need to think, it must be another grudge caused by his master.

Wang Xuanling pointed across the arena, the leader for Fuyao Country was a tall middle-aged woman, her face cold, her skin like snow, dressed in a black bodice and tightly fitting clothes, with hair just covering half of her eyes.

"That is Han Lingshuang from Fuyao Country’s Yu Bo Mansion, who has been managing the internal affairs of the mansion for years and holds a high position." Wang Xuanling introduced, "Your master and she once attended the Immortal Sect Assembly together and she was made to cry in the arena by your master."

The Yu Bo Mansion from Fuyao Country is similar to the Regent Residence of the Yu Dynasty, managing the affairs of the cultivators. But the Yu Bo Mansion is more closely tied to royal power, basically controlled by the royal family of Fuyao Country. For a woman to hold such a high position there, she must have considerable abilities.

Looking at this woman’s aloof appearance, Chu Liang found it hard to imagine what she would look like crying in public.

At first, he thought that losing on the stage was no big deal, why cry over it?

But on further reflection, his master is Empress Feng after all.

She might have beaten and sprayed, cursing non-stop while also teasing the young lady, physical attacks accompanied by psychological torture... Otherwise, why would they extend their hatred to the next generation?

"You need to be prepared, there are more than just her who bear a grudge against your master, many of them are now the backbone of various immortal sects." Wang Xuanling warned again, "Once they encounter you, they might give you extra attention."

Chu Liang slapped his forehead, no wonder he felt a sense of malice as soon as he entered the field.

He had initially thought it was because he was close to Senior Sister Jiang, but on reflection, there must indeed be factors related to his master.

He couldn’t help but sigh: "Why can attending the Immortal Sect Assembly make so many enemies..."

"Empress Feng is much more mature now than she used to be." Wang Xuanling said, "When she was young, she was probably dozens of times worse than now."

"..." Chu Liang fell silent.

Was she even human then?

Did she slap every passing old man on the street? Did the news of her approach frighten people three streets away and dogs within ten miles?

"Ah." With a thousand words reduced to a single sigh, he softly said: "Junior Uncle Master Wang, you’ve had a tough time over the years."

Struggling against the ebon forces of Shu Mountain singlehandedly for so many years, the old man had indeed had a hard time.

"Ah!" Wang Xuanling replied with a sigh.

In the meantime, Chen Xuanlu had probably narrated their contest with the team from Fuyao Country. This kind of powerful opponent, who would almost certainly enter the top hundred contenders, they might encounter in the arena, so it was good to know more information.

It’s just a pity that the information he could provide is really not much.

He only knew that the Fuyao Country’s young cultivators demonstrated bizarrely powerful divine skills. Liu Yunzheng, the highest ranking cultivator from Xuanxin Sect, naturally went in the first battle, hoping to make a strong first impression.

But he met a towering cultivator from Fuyao Country who, like Vajra, was imperious to swords, spears, and divine skills and charged directly at him.

Liu Yunzheng, with his nimble movements, dodged to the enemy’s rear quickly. However, the giant man suddenly stretched two hands from his back, grabbed Liu Yunzheng, and kicked him off the stage.

The remaining two Fuyao Country candidates were women; one small in stature, skilled in escape techniques, who could make herself elusive in the almost non-concealable arena; the other, tall and slender, could transform into a spirit crane, each feather as sharp as an arrow.

The strength of these three, each greatly surpassed that of the Xuanxin Sect disciples and all were defeated within three moves.

As for the youth who provoked Chu Liang, he did not participate at all. However, judging from his standing on the side, he should be the strongest among his team.

The first day of the arena match moved quickly, with winners advancing and losers leaving the field. The second match then began.

The people from Xuanxin Sect, feeling disheartened, chose to leave. While the people from Shu Mountain were looking for a new target, they heard a hubbub from the other side.

They too looked over.

...

They saw a crowd gathering around an arena not far from them. The crowd was packed three layers deep, all staring intently at the stage. However, their gaze at that moment was not one of admiration, but one filled with a sense of delight in the spectacle.

On that platform currently engaged in a match was a woman wielding a long sword.

She was donned in crimson-gold plate, beneath which was a white tailored skirt. She wore her hair high in a ponytail and emanated a fierce air. Her face, with high brows and almond eyes, had milk-white skin, and was extremely attractive to boot.

The treasure sword she held was equally eye-catching. The blade was four and a half feet long and was etched with blood-red inscriptions. The moment she channeled her True Qi, raging flames abruptly ignited on the sword.

Whoosh--

The woman swung her sword, which hissed through the air, with its flames scorching everything around it!

Opposite her was a young cultivator garbed in Taoist robes. Seeing the formidable sword approaching, he instantly activated a seal, causing wind and thunder to gather in front of him, forming a chaotic-colored shield to obstruct the woman’s path.

But the woman was in no way daunted. She raised her sword and cut directly into this shield!

Bang--

A sonorous sound echoed throughout the space, as the shield made from wind and thunder abruptly exploded! Behind the shield, the Taoist was already performing another seal and pushed a palm out, accompanied by the sounds of a dragon’s roar and a tiger’s howl.

The woman’s sword had just fallen at the moment when her True Qi couldn’t continue, and it seemed that she wouldn’t have time to raise her sword to fend off the attack again. However, she didn’t retreat in the slightest; on the contrary, she stepped forward, seemingly ready to use her own body to meet this palm strike!

But just when the palm wind was about to hit, her eyes suddenly brightened, and her body armor burst into billowing purple-gold flames!

"Samadhi Divine Fire!" The Taoist was taken aback and hastily retracted his palm.

The moment his True Qi palm wind came into contact with the purple Divine Fire, it was all instantly reduced to nothing. Every step forward the woman took, he took a step back, unable to put up any resistance.

Thankfully, the purple-gold divine fire on the woman did not last for long and had already dissipated after a single breath.

But at this point, the Taoist had already retreated to the edge of the ring, and the woman was rapidly closing in. The long sword in her right hand was once again filled with Sword Qi, ready to strike again!

Boom--

The Sword Qi broke through the air, causing the air to explode!

The Taoist could only twist both palms together and put them up just in time.

But in such a last-minute rush, he had no time to perform a more complicated seal and could only create a cyan barrier in an attempt to block the fiery Sword Qi.

Bang--

This action was clearly delusional. The woman’s Sword Qi effortlessly broke through his barrier. To avoid her sword, he had nowhere left to retreat to and could only jump off the ring.

The result of the match was clear.

The woman turned around, her long sword held inverted as she returned to the center of the ring with an air of dominance.

Her treasure sword blazing, her heroic demeanor inspiring.

"Good!" Surrounding her were immediate cheers.

This Taoist was a senior disciple of the Winter Cloud Temple outside the Yu Capital City, and had quite a reputation among the local cultivators. His cultivation level was by no means weak. However, facing the woman’s Divine Fire Sword Aura, the match was completely one-sided.

Even those who came to watch for fun were now won over by the woman’s heroic posture.

The woman’s eyes suddenly turned to look at the Shu Mountain team on the outskirts of the crowd, her gaze sharp as arrows as she suddenly shot a look at Chu Liang.

Chu Liang quickly lowered his head, not daring to meet her gaze.

In fact, this was the first time he had seen this woman, but considering her identity, he was not surprised to be fixed with her pointed stare.

Among the three royal children who currently possess the Divine Fire Life, the second prince was a bit older and had already participated in the previous Immortal Sect Conference. Therefore, the team from the Xia Clan’s royal family in this conference was led by the sixth princess and the thirteenth prince.

The one holding the Flaming Xuantie Sword on the stage right now was the sixth princess, Xia Shu.

Previously, she hadn’t appeared in front of the Yu Capital City public too often. Her most famous story was that she had been rejected twice for marriage, which the people had taken as a laughing stock. Hence, many people came to watch this Immortal Sect Conference out of curiosity.

No one expected her to possess such strength, which has in fact drawn genuine applause.

With his head down, Chu Liang couldn’t help but think, "The Hundred Sects Competition hasn’t even started yet. How come I’ve already made so many enemies? Could it be that my name is unlucky?"

Would it be too late to change it to Comrade Chu now?