Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 553 - 26: Sincerity is the Greatest Scheme [Requesting monthly ticket!]_1

Chapter 553: Chapter 26: Sincerity is the Greatest Scheme [Requesting monthly ticket!]_1

The audience outside the Void Realm were moved by the strength of Penglai when they saw this scene. Merely a child was capable of murdering and escaping in front of the three brothers of Thunder Fortress; it seemed that the trio did not dare to pursue him into Yanbo City.

In fact, they were not the first victims. After the people of Penglai cleared out Yanbo City, the Soul Crystals they had accumulated were enough to put them in the top ten. But they didn’t stop their hunt, instead, they expanded their hunting grounds.

Xi Miaoxian, Yang Yuhu, and Qi Lin’er all ventured outside the city. As soon as they saw a passing team, they would immediately attack. Each of these three had the ability to annihilate teams single-handedly, and in a short while, several more teams were victimized.

Having only lost one person due to a shameless ambush, Thunder Fortress proved themselves to be quite powerful.

"This child..." Elder Sun, in the center of the crowd, watched this scene and pondered, "is rather peculiar."

"It’s said that Daoist Cang Sheng took him from Shenxu. It seems he indeed has quite a background." Elder Huang added: "There’s a rumor in the martial world that this child is the illegitimate son of Daoist Cang Sheng, yet it doesn’t look like it."

The offspring of cultivators would inherit some of their parents’ spirituality, which is reflected in their unique talents. However, the level of talent shown by this child was too extraordinary, even for a child born of a cultivator in the Eighth Realm.

"If his origin is from Shenxu, he might even be a descendant of some ancient godly being." Elder Sun speculated.

"Alas, extremely talented, hot-tempered, wild, and impolite..." Elder Huang sighed: "Are all children who are taken in like this?"

Elder Sun glanced behind him, then suddenly sat up straight and loudly said, "Who are you implying? Watch your words."

"Who else but Ah Feng?" Elder Huang replied.

"I feel Ah Feng is a good child, quite gentle and easygoing." Elder Sun shook his head.

"Hey, she didn’t come today, what are you afraid of?" Elder Huang laughed: "Could she suddenly appear and punch me?"

Boom——

There was a sudden explosion in the spectator stands that caught the attention of all the Immortal Sects.

They then saw a woman in a flaming red dress dragging an old man from the ground in the dust, repeatedly beating him. The scene was quite bloody for a moment.

But no one dared to intervene.

Those who could sit here were all senior cultivators from the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. Surely, they would recognize Empress Feng.

What kind of character was she?

She loved to eat without money, loved to beat up the elderly and who would casually provoke her?

A moment later, the dust finally settled.

"Ah Feng, when did you arrive? Why didn’t you say hello..." Elder Huang, with both eyes bruised, rearranged his robe and sat straight on his seat.

"Just arrived." Empress Feng twisted her wrist, "Just had a meal and was looking for some physical activity."

"What a coincidence." Elder Sun laughed beside them.

"You saw her and didn’t tell me, but instigated on the side." Elder Huang glared at him angrily.

"Nonsense." Elder Sun clicked his tongue while wearing a just look on his face.

"How’s the current situation?" Empress Feng didn’t want to hear the bickering of these two old men. She sat down and asked, "Is Shu Mountain doing okay?"

"The beginning wasn’t bad." Elder Sun reported: "Your little apprentice has quite a bit of your past flamboyance."

"Then it’s settled." Empress Feng laughed: "As long as he has a third of my past strength, winning the Immortal Sect’s competition shouldn’t be a problem."

"Of course." Elder Huang laughed.

Not far off, at the location of Misty Mountain, Immortal Jiuyi had his hands hidden in his sleeves while sitting. He seemed to sense something was off and turned his gaze to the side.

He seemed somewhat worried.

...

"Keep an eye on the surroundings."

Next to a completely deserted coast, among a pile of rocks, four people in black were gathered.

They were the "Sea Dragon Guild" from the Western Regions who hurried over. This guild was a newcomer in this Immortal Sect competition, and they had never appeared before.

Their previous path to advancement was full of ups and downs, barely managing to enter the top hundred Sects only after surviving three rounds in the arena each time. Although it was quite challenging, they didn’t attract much attention, merely seeming like a second-round team that didn’t stand out much.

Their actions were just like that too, coming to this deserted coastline where it was impossible for anyone to come, seemingly intending to hold out until the end of the competition among the hundred Sects. They were counting on the number of Sects dropping below ten, which would mean they’d advance by default.

Every competition had quite a few small Sects with this thought, but they often couldn’t hold out past the fifth day, and would be hunted down and killed.

"If anything happens, immediately come and notify me."

Among them, a stern-faced young man with ordinary facial features ordered his three companions.

Seeing his companions scatter to stand guard, he sat down cross-legged and began to practice a strange cultivation technique.

In no time, black dragon scales covered his hands. These scales quickly enveloped his arms, thighs, and the rest of his body...

Eventually, his entire body, including his eyes, were covered by these black dragon scales.

Thud.

There seemed to be some sort of anomaly, his body shook and he fell backwards onto the ground.

After a while, the dragon scales covering his eyes were the first to peel off and he suddenly opened his eyes.

His gaze, however, abruptly changed, turning into a dark and cold expression...it was as if he had transformed into someone else.

Following that, the scales on his face slowly peeled away, with his limbs and torso revealed anew.

He had truly transformed into someone else.

Indeed, his appearance was entirely different from before, and he had astonishingly become someone else!

From an average-looking young man, he transformed into a middle-aged man dressed in wide robes and large sleeves, possessing a cold demeanor and an odd gaze.

The transformed middle-aged man looked at his surroundings, chuckled eerily and muttered, "Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams..."

...

In the light from the Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams, there was quite a pause before the scene of Chu Liang reappeared.

It was no wonder that Immortal Jiuyi did not give him the spotlight as the Shu Mountain Sect’s team had not been very active during this period. From the time they had formed an alliance with Yunque Temple, they had concealed themselves in a valley.

Meanwhile, Chu Liang ventured out alone, heading in the direction where Pu Shan had said the Earthfire Door might appear to explore the area.

The vast field was empty. After flying for a good while, he finally spotted a figure.

It was a young man dressed in a linen robe, carrying a wooden box on his back that was larger than his body, and it appeared quite heavy. The moment he saw Chu Liang, he immediately became alert.

Subsequently, both of them charged towards each other at the same time!

Thud!

Chu Liang unleashed a punch imbued with a frightening aura, but he only used twenty percent of his strength.

The young man in the linen robe had a wooden box on his back that suddenly opened and shot out eight long wooden whips, each covered in intricate array runes that allowed them to move with unmatched flexibility, as if they were living tentacles.

These wooden tendrils intercrossed in front of the young man, with two of them lashing out towards Chu Liang.

Thud thud.

Two muffled sounds.

Chu Liang’s punch struck against the defensive tendrils and the two extra whips hit Chu Liang’s body.

"Ah!" The simultaneous screams of agony.

Pretending to be overwhelmed, Chu Liang screamed and turned to flee, hoping to lure the enemy into his trap.

He quickly withdrew by a dozen metres before he realized that it seemed like the other party had also screamed. Not only did he not chase after him, but he was also escaping in the opposite direction.

He came to a stop, looked distantly at the other party that had also been pretending to escape from harm, then turned around to look at Chu Liang.

Both of them felt rather awkward.

"Hehe." Chu Liang, with his stronger mentality, laughed first, "Brother, you’re also...attempting to lure the enemy, huh."

"Yeah," the young man in the linen robe awkwardly scratched his nose, "isn’t that a coincidence."

This situation had become so overdone.

"Then..." Chu Liang, trying this strategy for the first time, hadn’t expected to encounter such a situation so soon. Being unable to lure the enemy was inevitable now. After thinking for a moment, he straightforwardly asked, "So, do you come with me, or do I go with you? Let’s not let all our efforts go to waste."

"Huh?" The young man in the linen robe was stunned. He didn’t expect this turn of events and asked tentatively, "How about you come with me? I’ve been wandering outside all day, and if I don’t bring anyone back, my senior brothers are going to scold me."

"Alright." Chu Liang nodded, "I don’t have the same pressure as you to perform, so I’ll go with you first. You just have to fly normally as if I’m chasing after you."

"Uh..." The young man was taken aback by his words for a moment before managing to say: "Thank you."

"Hey, don’t mention it." Chu Liang waved his hand, signalling him to hurry up and leave.

Actually, he didn’t have any other options. It was now impossible to lure the enemy given the current circumstances - they were all in the same boat, and no one would fall for it.

But since he came out to hunt for soul crystals, could there be any substantial difference between finding a place with a large number of soul crystals to lure the enemy over and being lured over by the enemy?

As long as you can win, there is no difference.

However, the young man in front probably did not think of this and was surprised to see Chu Liang obediently following him about thirty metres away, without any intention of disgracefully ambushing him.

This left him somewhat incredulous.

Who said that the Immortal Sect Convention was all about life-and-death battles? See, some were quite reasonable to talk with, right?

Indeed, the most profound stratagem was sincerity.