Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 574 - 47 Any Knife Will Do 【Request for Monthly Ticket!】_1

Chapter 574: Chapter 47 Any Knife Will Do 【Request for Monthly Ticket!】_1

Just as the battle of Chu Liang’s night raid on Yanbo City was in full swing, a colorful auspicious cloud suddenly surged up on Emperor Qiu Mountain under the night sky, and half of the sky boiled with brilliant colors.

The audience, completely distracted by the battle, had their attention somewhat diverted. They then noticed a figure in a deep blue Taoist robe floating down from the center of the auspicious cloud.

"Senior Daoist Cang Sheng!" Someone shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone looked up to admire the man considered the number one figure in the Human Righteous Path.

Although the Immortal Sect Conference is grand, for cultivators in the Seventh and Eighth Realm of the Heaven’s Gate, it takes several years or even decades to close off for cultivation. They’re not always able to participate in this event that occurs only once every twelve years.

Those at the level of the Sect Leaders of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands show up in public even less frequently, and it is not easy to get a glimpse of them. And Senior Daoist Cang Sheng, being the Penglai Sect Leader, had not appeared in the world for many years.

Could this Immortal Sect Conference have attracted his presence?

Unfortunately, the auspicious cloud rolled up again, and the figure had only been a fleeting glance before it settled on the top of Emperor Qiu Mountain. Those who reacted slowly didn’t catch a glimpse at all.

The battle between Chu Liang and Du Wuhen in the light screen was at a crucial moment, people turned their eyes back to the competition.

However, the arrival of Senior Daoist Cang Sheng still provoked some whispers and discussions.

Meanwhile, the people on Emperor Qiu Mountain stood up to welcome him.

"Senior Daoist Cang Sheng, the last time you watched an Immortal Sect Conference was forty years ago, wasn’t it?" Immortal Jiuyi smiled and said, "What inspired you to send your avatar to grace us with your presence this time?"

The man seated next to him wore a green Taoist robe with white lining, his hair tied up with a bamboo pin. His eyebrows resembled mountains and his eyes phoenixes, his face was white and his temples as cloud-like. The solemn expression on his face made him look like a rather rigid middle-aged Daoist.

Immortal Jiuyi naturally recognized at first glance that this was not Daoist Cang Sheng’s true form, but an illusory avatar. For Tianyuan cultivators of the Eighth Realm, comprehending the great Dao takes considerable time, and they rarely have free time to roam around. Most of them are in lifelong secluded cultivation, and when necessary, it is their avatars that appear.

The Master Wen Yuan busy in the Unbounded Palace of Shu Mountain all day long couldn’t possibly be his real body.

It was already a statement of some importance for these grand figures to have an avatar appear. If the real body were to show up, things would be big – mostly it would be for a fight.

"I came to see Lin’er." Daoist Cang Sheng answered, "This is his first time leaving Penglai, and the Immortal Sect Conference is quite important. So I came to see how he is performing."

Upon hearing his unabashedly candid answer, Immortal Jiuyi couldn’t help but feel puzzled. Rumor has it that Qi Lin’er is the illegitimate son of Senior Daoist Cang Sheng, could it be true?

Otherwise, why wouldn’t he hide his favoritism at all?

At the same time, he said, "Qi Lin’er’s performance in the Hundred Sects Competition this time is quite impressive, with several records of single-handedly sweeping teams. It’s truly shocking at his age, even compared to the top geniuses of our time..."

His voice trailed off abruptly.

Because the scene on the light screen at this moment was Qi Lin’er jumping in front of Chu Liang and barking, only for Chu Liang to slap him dead on the spot.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

It was Senior Daoist Cang Sheng who spoke first, "This young man is quite good, which Immortal Sect does he belong to?"

"Chu Liang from Shu Mountain," Immortal Jiuyi answered, "His performance this time is also quite outstanding, but he shouldn’t be a match for Yang Shenlong."

"As expected." Senior Daoist Cang Sheng nodded lightly, seeming unwilling to talk about Yang Shenlong too much.

Immortal Jiuyi did not say anything more.

He probably knew something about the internal situation of Penglai. The Yang family holds a position in the Penglai Upper Sect comparable to the previous position of the Lu family in Shu Mountain. They were both illustrious Immortal Clan families with a glorious past.

Their ancestors inherited the bloodline of Saint Yang of the Human Clan, producing three Penglai Sect Leaders, the last one being Senior Daoist Cang Sheng’s master.

However, after Daoist Cang Sheng took over, he made a conscious effort to reduce the influence of the Yang family, suppressing them covertly and overtly. When Yang Buju defected from Penglai and joined Mars, there were speculations that Daoist Cang Sheng was worried about the emergence of another outstanding young person from the Yang family who would threaten his position, so he plotted against Yang Buju.

A large family force within the Immortal Sects can indeed be a stubborn problem for several sects. Any good place, once entangled in these issues, will affect its development. Many external Immortal Sects prefer to take in orphans to avoid complicated kinship ties.

As Daoist Cang Sheng’s cultivation grew higher and higher, and his position within the sect became more and more stable, his so-called "suppression" of the Yang family also slowed down, and this generation immediately saw the emergence of talents like Yang Shenlong and Yang Yuhu.

Then Immortal Jiuyi felt the tremendous attraction coming from Chu Liang, who after, thrashed Yang Shenlong.

It seemed that finally Senior Daoist Cang Sheng could not stand it and asked, "Does this seem normal to you?"

One couldn’t blame him for asking. At this moment, any normal person looking at this scene would certainly think... did Shu Mountain and Misty Mountain make some shady deal?

Did Master Wen Yuan bribe Immortal Jiuyi?

Chu Liang must be cheating.

Otherwise, how could he have so severely beaten Yang Shenlong, who was a realm above him in terms of cultivation?

Daoist Cang Sheng didn’t doubt he would do such a thing, but Immortal Jiuyi, the keeper of Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams, should provide an explanation.

But Immortal Jiuyi was also puzzled.

He could only sense Chu Liang erupting with a powerful vortex of energy that nearly drained him. As for the source of this power, he was not clear.

Scanning with his Divine Sense, he could tell Chu Liang had ingested some sort of elixir, but he did not know what specific type it was.

Faced with Daoist Cang Sheng’s question, a thought flashed through Immortal Jiuyi’s mind.

He replied, "It appears he has ingested some kind of power-increasing elixir. This is still within the rules."

As the keeper of Mirror Sky Eight Diagrams, his word played a crucial role. If he confirmed the elixir was within the rules, there would be no problem. But if he doubted the elixir, an investigation would be launched against Chu Liang.

After all, just like Divine Artifacts, items that can severely dictate the battlefield or exceed the gap in cultivation would warrant an investigation, as these could render the contest pointless.

Everything has its limits.

But if Immortal Jiuyi made the decision, it meant that the effects of the elixir were strong but limited, hence, there was no room for debate.

As for whether this was true or not, no one’s words were stronger than his.

Daoist Cang Sheng stopped speaking, seemingly calm but probably not in a great mood. After all, he had journeyed far to see Qi Lin’er’s performance, only to see him killed with a single slap and Penglai almost eliminated.

No one would be happy about this.

...

Yet, the disappointed were not only the losers.

As the victor, Chu Liang’s mood was also not good.

At his request, Monk Pu Shan collected the Soul Crystal, summoned a giant bell, and hid in a nearby valley along the coast with Chu Liang.

Chu Liang was all rigid, unable to move at all. The pain inside him was like scraping with a knife, making him suffer unimaginably.

It turned out that the elixir chiding about restraint meant this?

The moment he swallowed the Whale Swallowing Endless Pills, he had certainly been able to freely use his cultivation, feeling utterly elated. But the more True Qi he overspent back then, the severer backlash he’s experiencing seems to be the price he is paying for his reckless youth.

At this time, there were good news and bad news for Chu Liang.

The good news is that Pu Shan was by his side.

Thanks to the monk taking him into hiding, otherwise he might have been lying dead at the spot for who knows when.

The bad news is that Pu Shan was by his side.

"At first, I thought you were going to die. You’re really strong, being able to defeat Yang Shenlong. No wonder you were so confident when you left..." Pu Shan said.

"Ah." Chu Liang replied.

"If Yang Shenlong hadn’t wiped out most of our forces, I guess your method would have been kept hidden until the Imperial City Battle, right? That’s really cunning..." Pu Shan asked again.

"Hmm." Chu Liang replied.

"It must have been Jiang Yuebai’s elimination that incited your anger, culminating an impulse of rage for your fair lady. Honestly, when you rushed into Yanbo City, I really thought you were disheartened and wanted to die for love..." Pu Shan added.

"Go away." Chu Liang retorted.

"..." Pu Shan continued to chatter harmlessly, against which Chu Liang couldn’t resist at all. He just silently listened, losing all mood to even retort later.

Like listening to celestial music momentarily ringing in the ears.

Half a moment later, he spoke again, "Pu Shan, do you have a knife?"

"I don’t use that kind of weapon. I only have a fruit knife, what do you need it for?" Pu Shan asked.

"As long as it can provide me some relief..." Chu Liang replied, his spirits in ashes, "Any knife will do."