Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 610 - 75 Dragon Platform Roll Call [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 610: Chapter 75 Dragon Platform Roll Call [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

High on the Dragon Platform, the golden light dazzled brightly, the skies were filled with rolling clouds, and the intensely passionate stares from the teeming crowd were as hot as the sun. On one side, there were ten Coiling Dragon Pillars, each hung with the banners of the ten Sects participating in the Imperial City’s battle. If one sect was utterly eliminated, a pillar would be withdrawn. At this moment, only a single large flag with a white base and golden embroideries remained billowing in the wind.

"Shu Mountain Sect!"

The wave-like chanting ceased as the Emperor of the Yu Dynasty ascended the Dragon Platform. Normally, this part might involve a high-ranking official from the Regent Residence making the announcement. Still, the Emperor himself did so this time, clearly indicating his excellent mood.

"After several days of competition, the ultimate victor in this Immortal Door Conference is... The Shu Mountain Sect!" The Emperor’s voice was majestic yet contained a hint of delight.

The fact that Chu Liang was a royal younger brother was only a small part of the reason; the main cause was more due to Penglai dominating for too long. Whoever succeeded in reaching the top by defeating Penglai would undoubtedly elate the Emperor.

"Ling Ao! Xu Ziyang! Jiang Yuebai!" He enunciated each of these young people’s names distinctly, "and also, my royal younger brother, Chu Liang!"

"He is the Immortal Door Champion for this season!"

Every time he read out a name, twelve giant drums atop the city walls would sound simultaneously. The audience didn’t hold back their cheers, and even the auspicious clouds in the sky seemed to be cheering for these young people.

These were the most brilliant names of this generation!

In the short time to follow, they would be spread far and wide throughout the Four Seas and Nine Continents, becoming known to all. Regardless of where these young people would end up in the future, the glory they acquired today was enough to make them proud for a lifetime.

All of Yu City was in an uproar for them!

However, at this moment, Chu Liang had no time to pay attention to all this; he was lying tranquilly in Jiang Yuebai’s arms with his eyes closed. Jiang Yuebai sat in the medical hall below the Imperial City with Chu Liang’s head resting on her lap, waiting for the Regent Leader personally to treat Chu Liang’s wounds.

"Strange..." The Regent Leader furrowed his brows and said, "I’ve already stabilized his life vein with my True Qi. Although his injuries are severe... given his strong physique, his basics should have been repaired. He shouldn’t still be unconscious."

"Did you hear that?" Jiang Yuebai patted Chu Liang’s face, "it’s time to wake up."

"Hmm..." Chu Liang’s eyelids fluttered, but he didn’t wake up.

"If you delay any longer, you’ll miss the Dragon Platform roll call. Stop pretending," Jiang Yuebai said again.

"Sigh..." Chu Liang promptly opened his eyes, holding the back of his head, he said in a trance, "I was definitely unconscious, but somehow, I could still faintly hear some voices? I could hear a voice as beautiful as heavenly music calling my name, and it brought me back."

Jiang Yuebai helplessly smiled, "I really don’t know what to do with you."

Chu Liang looked at her face and realized that although some beauties looked extremely stunning from afar, they looked even more outstanding when observed up close.

"Why did you concede?" He asked.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuebai gave him an annoyed glance.

So this brat heard everything.

It seemed like he hadn’t passed out at all; he just fell and was caught by her, probably acting all along.

"This is your rightful reward." After a pause, she stood up and pointed outside the city wall, "Everyone is chanting your name."

Although Chu Liang’s injuries were severe, as the Regent Leader put it, they were merely cuts and bruises. For cultivators, especially for those with strong resilience like Chu Liang, the basic healing occurred in a short period. The rest required gradual recuperation, and it was not a big deal. At this moment, although he couldn’t fight anymore, his movement was not affected.

There were many halls like this in a row, where disciples from the Immortal Door who were injured in the Imperial City battle were treated. Yang Yuhu was standing at the entrance of one of them.

Also, listening to the voice outside, he was absent-minded.

Seeing Chu Liang come out, he felt slightly awkward, but Chu Liang was the first to greet him with a smile, "Brother Yang, is your brother alright?"

"My elder brother... he’s okay. He will be fine after a few days of rest." Yang Yuhu answered, and then stammered: "Congratulations."

Yang Shenlong’s Azure Dragon inheritance was heavily focused on recovery; his healing speed would not be slower than his own.

"Thank you." Chu Liang nodded gently.

He then leaped into the air along with Jiang Yuebai and landed on the high walls of the Imperial City where Ling Ao and Xu Ziyang had been waiting for a while. As soon as Chu Liang and the rest arrived, they could ascend the Dragon Platform together.

Seeing Jiang Yuebai and Chu Liang appear together, the already thunderous cheers rose yet again.

In the beginning, when Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai were close, most of the voices were calling them "thief". But now, the crowd praised them for being "a perfect match". No one dared to disagree anymore.

Even if a few diehard fans of Jiangjiang refuse to accept the reality, someone would immediately jump out and issue a stern warning.

The couple is handsome and beautiful, a match made in heaven—what right does a monster like you have to object?

"Come!" The Emperor swung his hand grandly.

Chu Liang and his companions ascended the Dragon Platform together, followed promptly by palace attendants who adorned them with golden crowns, jade belts, elaborate robes, and glistening embroidered garments. Instantly, they were dazzlingly resplendent.

Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai stood in the center, like a bridal couple, with Xu Ziyang looking like the handsome and gallant best man, while Ling Ao... resembled a street urchin—forced to escort his sister to her wedding due to their drunken father’s incapacity.

Amid the universally joyous atmosphere, the Emperor held Chu Liang’s hand and said, "Champion, say something to everyone."

As the newly crowned Champion of the Immortal Door, it was Chu Liang’s turn to speak. From the top of the Dragon Platform, he didn’t have to raise his voice; his words would instantly resonate throughout the city and be etched in everyone’s memory.

He took a step forward, cleared his throat slightly, and basked in the towering glory, his young and heroic presence wavering slightly even though he was accustomed to grand occasions.

After composing himself slightly, Chu Liang finally began to speak excitedly: "To all my family..."

"Shu Mountain’s Red Cotton Peak will be opening several new stores within Yu Capital’s Immortal Alley, and we’ll be holding a special sale this month. All goods are 50% off!"

...

At a time when almost all the people of Yu City had gathered outside the Imperial City, one little boy was not interested in the Immortal Door competition at all.

One person’s joy does not always resonate with others.

He was holding a tiny turtle in his hand; unfortunately, it was limp with its head drooping lifelessly. It made the little boy sit on the ground weeping.

At that moment, a kind, elderly voice suddenly came from beside.

"Little friend, what are you sad about?"

The boy looked up to find an old man dressed in coarse linen, his hair white and long, his face hidden behind his white beard. He displayed an amiable smile.

"My little turtle died..." sobbed the boy. "Everyone ran off to watch the Immortal Door competition just now, and my little turtle accidentally crawled into the middle of the road and got trampled to death!"

"Then ... would you like him to come back to life?" The gentle old man suddenly asked.

"Hmm?" The boy glanced up curiously. Despite his young age, he had already understood that one can’t bring a dead turtle back to life. "Is it possible?"

"As long as you make a sincere wish, I can help you fulfill it," the kind old man said with a smile.

The little boy immediately closed his eyes and made his wish: "Then I sincerely hope the turtle will come back to life."

As soon as his words echoed, the old man gently brushed the tiny turtle’s body, and a miracle happened.

The turtle’s head, previously drooping, slowly stiffened and rose. The little turtle spurred and shook its head from side to side.

"Huh?" The little boy widened his eyes in surprise. "The turtle has really come back to life!"

He looked at the old man as if he were an immortal, "Grandpa, you are amazing!"

"Hehe." The old man chuckled softly, asking, "Are you happy?"

"Happy!" The boy nodded vigorously.

"Well, since I helped fulfill your wish, will you help me with a favor?" Asked the benign old man.

"Yes!" The boy nodded again, asking, "How can I help you?"

"Could you sing this song for your little friends?" suggested the old man. His voice with a hint of branding imprints the song into the boy’s mind.

The long song was surprisingly remembered all at once by this kid, he could not even forget it even if he wanted to. He then ran off, hopping about in the streets’ ends, to look for his playmates and share the song.

"Ziwei hides, Mars rises high, the Heavenly Master descends to slay the monsters."

The Dragon Pool is chaotic, Divine Fire extinguished, in the midst of Chaos Mountain lies the Dragon-Slaying Saber."