Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 548 - 21 - What’s there to talk about? [Asking for monthly votes!]_1

Chapter 548: Chapter 21 - What’s there to talk about? [Asking for monthly votes!]_1

Although Chu Liang’s solo team annihilation performance was outstanding, it didn’t cause much of a stir. This was because he wasn’t the only one who achieved this feat. Many powerful teams had decisively swept their surroundings as soon as they landed.

Including the team from Penglai.

As the universally recognized First Immortal Sect, Penglai’s choices were aligned with their status. With a flash of brilliance, four figures appeared on the main street of Yanbo City.

At the end of the street, a silhouette of another team was faintly visible, and on the roof of a nearby pavilion, figures were also appearing.

Just in the eastern district of Yanbo City, within visible range, three teams had gathered.

Whether those two teams were confident of escaping from Yanbo City or were gambling that no one would dare to land here hoping for easy kills, the moment they saw the figures from the Penglai Sect, they were momentarily stunned.

"Let’s proceed," said Yang Shenlong, "You can do as you please here."

"Hehe," Qi Lin’er chuckled maliciously, his eyes gleaming with excited bloodlust.

Whoosh—

In the blink of an eye, he was already charging towards the team at the end of the street like a wild dog off its leash, reaching his targets in two swift moves!

It was a one against four situation!

The team on the rooftop had wanted to escape while this happened, but they saw Xi Miaoxian, beautifully dressed, landing in front of them. She smiled lightly and hurled out a talisman flashing with the intent to kill.

This was the Killing Great Talisman she had obtained in the Fu Tianshi Secret Realm, after refining it several times its power became all the more formidable, with no one capable of withstanding its attacks!

Swish—

As the Killing Talisman swept past, a cultivator who failed to evade it was instantly robbed of life force, simply by being grazed by it, instantly transforming into a Soul Crystal and landing on the ground.

The remaining three had wanted to escape but found the green tiles beneath their feet extending into a long path, no matter how they attempted to flee, they couldn’t leave the vicinity of the rooftop!

When they turned around, intending to fight to the death with Xi Miaoxian, they realized that she had transformed into the Killing Talisman! In the place of the Killing Talisman now stood Xi Miaoxian. This illusionary exchange caught everyone off guard, making them fall into their own trap.

Xi Miaoxian, who hailed from the Ying State Fairy Island of Penglai Three Islands, excelled in illusions, escape techniques, and control, but was not proficient in combat. The Killing Great Talisman filled this expanse for her, allowing her to subdue the three men and annihilate them with the Killing Talisman, ending the fight in no time.

By the time she returned, Qi Lin’er was already waiting for her at the original location.

"Let’s sweep the city first," said Yang Shenlong indifferently.

It seemed as if the two victories in front of him were not worth mentioning at all.

In fact, that might be the case for him.

Even before he started speaking, Yang Yuhu had already released numerous twinkling white Shen Breath Insects. These unique scouting insects of Penglai spread across the city with the wind in just a moment.

Then he said, "There are sixteen teams in the city, nine are in combat, and the rest have already hidden themselves."

"Split up," ordered Yang Shenlong. "First, find those who are hiding. As for those teams that are engaged in fights, wait for them to decide a winner and then snatch the Soul Crystals."

As soon as the command was given, the three of them took off in different directions with perfect synergy. Only Yang Shenlong remained, leisurely walking down the street.

...

In the Hundred Gate Battle, the strategies chosen by the various Immortal Sects were different.

Some started hunting for Soul Crystals on a large scale from the start, while others would lay low in the chaotic situation, observing and preserving their strength. They would take action to snatch the Soul Crystals a bit later.

At that time, they would only need to defeat one team and they could take all the Soul Crystals that their opponent had hunted, which was basically having others work for them, achieving their goal in one step.

Earlier, Chu Liang mentioned that weaker teams might choose to retreat to the sea, but stronger teams could also choose to do so. At this moment, the four members of the Misty Mountain Immortal Sect were floating on the tranquil sea in a small boat.

Aside from Zhuge Guanxing and Situ Guanhai, whom Chu Liang had met before, the other two from the Misty Mountain Immortal were the leading Li Guanlong and the youngest Song Guanchao.

Li Guanlong, dressed in yellow, had broad and robust facial features, giving him a wide and generous appearance. A yellow band tied up his hair on his head, and his back was turned to his junior brothers.

Song Guanchao was at the very end. He was just seventeen, a slender, clean, and white-dressed youth, who still looked immature.

At this moment, Song Guanchao was murmuring, "Is it a bit shameful for us to do this? As one of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sects, we’re hiding in the sea..."

"We’re just preserving our strength. If we act rashly and run into the Penglai gang as soon as we land, then what?" Li Guanlong reasoned. "Don’t be impatient, let me look at the surrounding situation."

As he spoke, he closed his eyes and pressed his fingers to his forehead.

A while later...

"Senior brother, how’s it going?" asked Song Guanchao.

"The situation might not be very optimistic," replied Situ Guanhai.

After a period of silence, Zhuge Guanxing suddenly said, "Did Senior Brother fall asleep again?"

Situ Guanhai hurriedly moved forward to check, "Damn, he really did."

When Li Guanlong was young, he had a strange encounter where he unintentionally swallowed an Ancient Dream Immortal Gu. It was said to be a spiritual insect capable of making immortals dream of wandering in the heavens. However, it had been sealed away for countless millennia, and no one knew what kind of miracles it could still perform.

For Li Guanlong, he had since learned to cultivate in his dreams, and his progress was fast. However, the side effect was also obvious - he would fall asleep easily.

"Senior Brother, wake up." A few junior brothers tried to wake Li Guanlong up.

"Huh?" Li Guanlong woke up startled, blinking, "Why are you pushing me?"

"..." The others were speechless for a while before saying: "Didn’t you say you were going to scout the surroundings?"

"There is nothing around." Li Guanlong shook his head: "I’ve scanned most of the Void Realm, and our location is absolutely safe. The battles in other places are fierce though. Let’s wait for two or three days, then go out to hunt for Soul Crystals."

"Wait here for two or three days?" Song Guanchao complained: "Isn’t that too boring?"

"No worries, I’ve prepared for this." Li Guanlong took out a square box, opened it, and it was filled with orderly arrayed mahjong tiles. "No wonder the Shu Mountain Sect loves this, I tried it out, it is indeed quite interesting. Once you start playing, two or three days is nothing."

"Speaking of this..." Zhuge Guanxing smiled slightly.

"Let’s not use those methods of divination, lets rely on our true abilities." Situ Guanhai quickly said.

The disciples of Misty Mountain Immortal began to set up the table on the flat boat to play mahjong.

"Senior Brother, it’s your turn to play, why are you taking so long?"

"He fell asleep again!"

"..."

"Wait, don’t rush to wake him, let’s first take a look at his tiles." Situ Guanhai said.

...

In the large mirror on the top of Emperor Qiu Mountain, Immortal Jiuyi checked the conditions of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. When it was Penglai’s turn, the crowd exclaimed "Wow--", with a sense of anticipated yet irresistible astonishment; when it was Shu Mountain’s turn, the crowd cried out "Huh?", surprised by their unexpected strength; when it was Misty Mountain Immortal’s turn, their laughter echoed through the crowd, "Hahaha...."

Immortal Jiuyi didn’t seem to care about the laughter, he wasn’t bothered about airing the family’s ’dirty linen’—perhaps he didn’t even think it was .

However, the two elders from Misty Mountain Immortal sitting next to him were grinding their teeth in resentment. They complained internally, why couldn’t you play mahjong some other time? Why did you have to pick these few days that only come once every twelve years to play? Are you really that impatient?

Don’t they know they are being talked about by people around the world?

Their game was so terrible too.

Not far away from the seats of Misty Mountain Immortal were the seats for the Imperial Court.

Seated to the left of the Emperor was a regally dressed lady with fine jewels in her hair. Elegant and dignified, she was the current Empress Wu. Probably to counter the recent rumors circulating in Yu Capital City, the Emperor and Empress Wu attended the ceremony together, evidencing their deep affection.

The competition amongst the hundred sects, which lasted for seven days, was not usually attended in full by the Emperor. He usually only attended on the first and last day and there is no need to bring his family. Hence his decision to bring Empress Wu this time must have been intentional.

Not far away sat the Regent Leader, his expression was casual and his subordinates from Regent Residence moved constantly, reporting to him from time to time.

Those who had attended the previous Great Assemblies of the Immortal Sects would have noticed that this year, the visible forces of the Regent Residence and Night Dragon Palace Soldiers surrounding Emperor Qiu were unusually large.

Because Shu Mountain had previously notified them, the Imperial court had also learned that the Demon Sect of the Western Sea might cause trouble at this Great Assembly of the Immortal Sects and they would not make a minor scene. Therefore, the Imperial Court had been on high alert since then, seemingly as usual, but with undercurrents brewing beneath the surface.

Initially, they thought that the Demonic cultivator might take action during the previous Sword Fight of the Great Powers. After all, the Demon Sect of the Western Sea and Suspended Sword Country had been fighting for many years, and their hatred was deep. It was very likely that they would make a sneak attack on the Sword Emperor of the Western Sea.

Therefore, prior to the event, the Regent Residence had specially reminded the two sword Dao masters not to fight too hard, in case someone took advantage of the situation.

But that day, the Demonic cultivator didn’t make a move.

Then it was difficult to judge when they would make their move, and the Regent Residence could only increase the movement of their forces and put more energy into nearby surveillance.

Observers from the various sects of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands seated in the grandstand noticed some movements. Even if they were unaware of the incident, they could feel the mounting tension.

Among the seats of Tianshu Pavilion, two elderly men were surveying the scene.

One of them, dressed as a scholar with a big belly, whispered, "Something seems off."

The other, with a rosy face and a benevolent smile, seemed unconcerned, "With the Regent Residence on such high-alert, even if something is not right, nothing will likely happen."

These two, were none other than Elder Sun and Elder Huang who had previously appeared at the Shu Mountain Peak Conference.

One was a respected figure from the Ascending Dragon Academy, the other was an elder from Tianshu Pavilion, both have been famous for many years. Now seated here in the grandstand, surrounded by many people, every move they made was watched. So when they discussed these matters, they did so in hushed whispers.

At this point, someone asked with a smile, "I wonder, which sect does Elder Huang favor in this Great Assembly of the Immortal Sects?"

"Haha..." Hearing someone ask, Huang Elder immediately chuckled: "If you ask me, of course, I hope my own Tianshu Pavilion will be the champion. Besides, I favor Jiang Yuebai from Shu Mountain, Xi Miaoxian from Penglai, and Shen Qingyan from Nanyin Square..."

"I asked you who you favor, not who you think looks good." Elder Sun retorted just in time.

"What’s the difference?" Elder Huang shrugged, "I just hope they win. Now, if you want to talk about strength, everyone knows that Penglai will be the champion, what is there to discuss?"

"Have you forgotten the lesson from the Shu Mountain conference? You dare to make such a definitive statement." Elder Sun said: "I think Shu Mountain might pull a surprise this time."

"Heh, Shu Mountain should try to get into the top ten first." Elder Huang shook his head: "Even though I really hope Jiangjiang, as the chief, can rejuvenate Shu Mountain, Penglai’s raw power is so great, you are just underestimating Yang Shenlong."

"Well, I want to see..." Elder Sun seemed a bit unconvinced, but before he could finish his sentence, his gaze turned, "Huh?"