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Chapter 575 - 48: This Side Friends, That Side Enemies [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]_1

Chapter 575: Chapter 48: This Side Friends, That Side Enemies [Vote for Monthly Ticket!]_1

"Hehehehe...."

After Yang Shenlong was tragically eliminated, some people rejoiced while others grieved, some were laughing devilishly.

Empress Feng, seated high on the platform, tilted her body back, corners of her mouth raised, casting a glance at the two old men on either side, "What is it they say about a great master producing a great student, huh?"

Elder Sun looked astounded, "Yang Shenlong’s cultivation at the Sixth Realm is already shocking, yet he could still be defeated so soundly by Chu Liang. It’s downright terrifying. Although I’ve said this several times now, your student always manages to surprise people. His power is truly extraordinary. The night raid on Yanbo City would likely be recounted as a classic battle at the Immortal Sects’ gathering for years to come. Just like a demon slayer descended from the heavens. He truly is a deity in the mortal realm, this Chu Liang..."

Elder Sun shook his head with a click of the tongue, Elder Huang appeared lost, unsure of what to say.

As a descendant of Tianshu Pavilion’s "Observing Heavenly Meridian," whatever his fellow disciples prophesized would come to pass, only his predictions would contradict the reality. He had faltered many times over these past few hundred years, yet he believed that a true observer of the heavens should have the courage to make judgments.

He had mostly made peace with his prediction errors by now, but there were still some he found hard to stomach.

How exactly did Yang Shenlong lose?

He really couldn’t fathom it.

After pondering the matter for a while, all he could say was, "Awesome."

A bit further off, Whale Guild Master Xu Baishan was also of the same opinion. His wide, majestic face was filled with smiles. Looking around, he asked, "What does it mean to have an eye for talents, huh?"

"When I was sworn brothers with Chu Liang, you all did not understand why I did so. Today, you all should understand how amazing he is, right?" Xu Baishan sighed and said, "Despite his tender age, he often makes shockingly brilliant moves. Once he sets his mind to something, nothing is impossible to him. Python Belly City, Red Cotton Peak, Immortal Sect’s gathering...This is not the first time I’ve seen such a scene."

Huang Hanshan and Huyan Dong both had faces as gloomy as if someone had just died in their homes, they remained silent facing each other.

After a while, Huyan Dong finally said, "There must be something fishy, I need to report this to the Imperial Court and the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. There needs to be a serious investigation into him. Is this the power that can be exerted at the Fifth Realm? There’s definitely something under the table."

"Oh, give it a rest." Huang Hanshan scoffed, "If there really was a problem, Immortal Jiuyi would have said something by now. Would it be your turn to question? If you question him now, you’re not just questioning Shu Mountain, but also Immortal Jiuyi."

"Didn’t you also get eliminated?" Huyan Dong said, "Don’t you want to kick Shu Mountain out?"

"Of course I do." Huang Hanshan shrugged, "But when my disciple was eliminated, there were no suspicious elements, it was simply a case of being outperformed. What can I say? I might want Thunder Fortress to take the top spot, but I wouldn’t do it by dragging others down."

You..." Huyan Dong was instantly agitated.

We all wanted our Sects to top, how come you’re suddenly taking the moral high ground?

But there was indeed a fundamental difference between him and Huang Hanshan.

Purely speaking, Thunder Fortress was still a cultivating sect, recognized strength as paramount. Huang Hanshan accepted his disciple’s loss with heart and soul, harboring no resentment.

But the Taotie City had already become a commercial entity at its core, willing to use all means to make a profit. So his thinking would not be limited to a single approach.

Down below the stage, in the Shu Mountain disciples area, Henchman A and Shang Ziliang were also sobbing their hearts out.

"This is excellent, we made it thanks to the leader, no one else could have done it..." said Shang Ziliang.

"He really did it, I’m in tears..." Henchman A too, was crying with joy.

"I told you beforehand, but you didn’t believe me." Lin Bei leaned backward, casting glances left and right, looking very proud. "What is this about having the best brother, huh?"

"If he’d lost just now, I don’t know how cold the river would have been tonight." Shang Ziliang said shakily.

"But we can’t let our guard down just yet, my fifty sword coins are still hanging in the balance." Henchman A said, "Looking at our gang leader’s current state, the situation seems not so optimistic."

"Trust Chu Liang!" Shang Ziliang said earnestly.

...

The hideaway that Chu Liang and Monk Pu Shan found in the hills can’t be said to be anything less than perfectly concealed. Both of them had flawlessly hidden their auras, yet they were still discovered.

The arrivals included a total of four people, all dressed in black and carrying blades, surrounding the exit of the hideaway. Among them were two familiar faces.

A party from the Night Blade Sect.

The two leading figures were none other than the brothers Guo Zhanfeng and Guo Zhanlei, whom Chu Liang had encountered before.

Guo Zhanfeng rubbed his nose, smiling, "Thank goodness we imprinted White Snow’s sense of smell onto the spirit talisman before coming here. Otherwise, we wouldn’t have been able to find someone hidden this deeply."

The Snow Mountain Divine Dog he raised, named Snow White, was of the same breed as Huang Ling’er’s pet, Huahua.

Although the dog wasn’t here, its nose was.

"Chu Liang of Shu Mountain and Monk Pu Shan of Yunque Temple," Guo Zhanlei recognized the two, "Aren’t we lucky to have found you together - we can eliminate two representatives from the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect in one go."

It appeared that he had a particular hostility towards the Nine Heaven’s Immortal Sect. During the brawl at the previous Shu Mountain Peak Conference, he had unthinkingly aided the Ten Earth Sects in attacking the Nine Heaven’s Immortal Sect.

It seemed he derived great pleasure from brazenly challenging stronger opponents.

Monk Pu Shan stood up abruptly in the face of the group, saying, "I implore you all to hold off, Chu Liang has just killed Yang Shenlong."

"Oh?" Upon hearing this, Guo Zhanfeng’s eyes lit up, "If he killed Yang Shenlong... wouldn’t it prove I’m more formidable than Yang Shenlong if I kill him?"

"..." Chu Liang was left speechless.

I’m already lying here, injured and immobile, don’t you think such words reek of self-deception?

Just as the situation was on the verge of erupting into a mob attack, four figures descended from the sky amid the whooshing wind.

Among them was a thin girl dressed in a black robe, her hair as white as snow, her face cold and austere. Although inconspicuous among the crowd, the other three were noticeably protecting her.

It was Luo Yao from Sanjue Valley.

It was already the fifth day of the Immortal Sect Meeting. The various sects which had been keeping a low profile were now actively searching for soul crystals. Unlike the initial stage, spotting a vulnerable person meant the possibility of collecting enough soul crystals for advancement in one sweep.

Sanjue Valley’s party was probably drawn by the commotion and came to investigate, only to stumble upon the confrontation between the people from the Night Blade Sect and Monk Pu Shan.

Recognizing Luo Yao’s arrival, Guo Zhanfeng immediately proposed, "Luo Yao! These two claimed to have just killed Yang Shenlong and are gravely injured. They must have a lot of soul crystals. Why don’t we join forces and deal with them? Then we can split the obtained soul crystals fifty-fifty."

"Oh..." Luo Yao casually responded, and drew out a crescent-shaped curved knife.

Clang——

The next moment, she appeared before Guo Zhanfeng, her silhouette merging with the large knife. Had it not been for Guo Zhanfeng’s quick reflexes to parry in mid-air, he would have been cut in half!

He retreated a few steps, demanding, "What are you doing?"

"This side are my friends..." Luo Yao gestured with her curved knife towards Chu Liang’s group, then pointed at the Night Blade Sect, "This side are my enemies."

Having addressed her disciples from Sanjue Valley, she resolutely called out, "Attack!"