Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 616 - 80 A Rain [Request for Monthly Tickets!] _1

Chapter 616: Chapter 80 A Rain [Request for Monthly Tickets!] _1

"The destiny of every creature in this world is predetermined. When you see people walk along the streets, they appear to be guided by an imperceptible thread attached to their shoulders, leading them toward an unknown path."

"Once you see that thread, you can understand the significance of Mars. We never alter others’ fate, we just guide them to their final destination."

"Heaven and Earth are everlasting, while the human mind is a realm of chaos."

On the long dike where peach blossoms and willows thrive, people come and go on both sides of the street. By the dike, an old man is leisurely sitting, dressed in coarse hemp cloth and donned with a snowy beard, radiating compassion that’s characteristic of the elderly. He sat by the river dangling a fishing rod, while humming something as he fished.

Rather than mumbling to himself, it seemed as though he was talking to the fish in his basket.

The bamboo basket contained only one fish — a plump, colorful, top-quality koi. A well-off man who passed by earlier had his eye on it and offered hundreds of taels, but the old fisherman refused to sell.

"The Heavenly Master’s cultivation is sublime, near godly. We can only admire him from a far." The chubby koi blew out a bubble and stuck its head out of the water, surprisingly uttering human words.

If a maid among the ladies of the palace saw this fish, they would probably find it familiar. It was the swimming fish from the pond in the imperial palace.

"Godly?" The fisherman sighed and shook his head. "Far from it."

He proceeded leisurely, "There are various paths in this world, the Dao of Chaos is powerful within Tianyuan, but that comes at the cost of almost no hope of reaching Tongxuan."

Everyone knows this fact.

Lower threshold paths are more challenging to advance; easier to advance paths entail weaker combat power— cumulatively, every path in this world is fair."

"In this world, there are hardly any occurrences of becoming godly for thousands of years. The Heavenly Master being invincible in the Eight Realm is already more than enough." The chubby koi hurriedly flattered.

As they spoke, a thin layer of cloud started to shroud the sky.

"It looks like it’s going to rain?" The old man looked up at the sky. "This cloud... looks familiar."

"Perhaps it’s Yao Dengxian’s doing?" suggested the chubby koi.

The most famous ability of controlling the Siyun Avenue is invoking rain.

When the Golden Dragon was in charge, it would improve the climate upon the emperor’s request if there were any natural disasters in the dynasty’s territory, such as droughts or floods.

However, as revered as the Golden Dragon was, they couldn’t simply request for his intervention at will. His hands were only extended for actual major disasters. Occurrences of small troubles were inevitable for the people, making their lives less comfortable.

For the past century, Yao Dengxian had been managing Siyun Avenue, intervening whenever the weather in Nine States Land was unfavourable or whenever the imperial court required his assistance. As a result, the weather had been pleasing for the past few years of Yu Dynasty, unprecedented in history.

The court could not publicise his accomplishments, or else the people all over the place would not hesitate to build temples and pray for him.

As light raindrops started to fall, the water in the fish basket also rippled.

"It’s indeed him." The chubby koi confirmed while speaking, "Must be because the Golden Dragon left, so he’s using this to find him. It seems that everything is going according to plan. With the Heavenly Master’s masterful scheme, it’s bound to succeed tonight."

"Observing the heavens is the practice of the Observing Heavenly Meridian, what we emphasise is... Observing humanity." The fisherman said, "But sometimes, human minds are more unpredictable than the heavens. All we can do is to do our best and leave the rest to fate. Now that Yao Dengxian has deployed his spies everywhere, you should go back first."

Saying that, he slowly stood up, lifted the fish basket, and poured it into the river.

People casually chatting in the tea house by the bank looked surprised. The old man didn’t sell the colourful Koi for hundreds of taels, instead he released it just like that?

Watching the chubby koi disappearing into the ariver, the old man muttered one last time.

"It didn’t succeed eighty years ago, hopefully, this time it will. We no longer have time for setting up another scheme."

...

"We have plenty of time. You all can rest for a while. The palace maids will guide us through the banquet arrangements later." Said Wang Xuanling.

Upon the arrival of the Golden Winged Heavenly Horse carriage team into the Imperial City, they led the delegates from Shu Mountain into the palace and stopped at a certain place. There, Lao Lishi, together with a group of palace attendants, was already waiting to escort the guests into the palace.

The Qinghong banquet was held in the evening, but they arrived in the morning for early preparations that required a great deal of effort, including familiarising with the environment, arranging outfits and understanding the procession.

The Qinghong banquet was a grand occasion. Although only a handful of people had the privilege of savouring the Qinghong meat, the banquet also included the presence of members from the Imperial Family, civil and military officials. It was considered once-in-twelve-years grand event, no room for carelessness.

The disciples from the Immortal Sect who won the competition, being the protagonists at the banquet, became the most significant figure. They must prepare diligently.

Miss Chu Liang, looking at the well-prepared maids, felt a bit puzzled. "It’s just for a meal. Do we really need to prepare a day in advance?"

"Ah..." One of the maids whispered: "I heard from my seniors that it was not this complicated. It was because sixty years ago, at the Immortal Sects Grand Meeting, one of the sect’s disciples was too vulgar, causing a great disturbance at the Qinghong Banquet. Therefore, the disciples from all Immortal sects now come to the palace much earlier to..."

"Stop speaking nonsense." The voice of Lao Lishi came from behind her. He glared at the maid and said, "Stop talking about what happened sixty years ago. The Qinghong Banquet then was fine, there were no vulgar people, you must have remembered wrong."

"Ah..." the maid seemed to recall something suddenly and hurriedly nodded, "Yes, I misremembered the time."

"Hehe." Chu Liang responded with a polite smile.

She couldn’t possibly have misremembered the time.

Looking ten generations back or forth, it would be tough for anyone to surpass her in being "vulgar".

Thinking about it, Chu Liang couldn’t help but worry.

Her master said he was coming to eat at the palace, but he hasn’t returned yet. Could it be that the Dao conflict arranged by her had already started?

Even though the opponent was her master’s biological father, matters of Dao conflict are unpredictable, would there really not be any danger?

Even if she was worried, it was not something she could help with.

While thinking about it, she was led to a temporary room. Each room in the palace was luxurious, one bedroom would be as spacious as half of a palace, even the border of the screens was gilt, it was quite glaring.

Chu Liang entered the room, opened the window, and it was lightly raining outside.

The rain was filled with spiritual energy, Chu Liang immediately guessed this must be Yao Dengxian’s doing. It was not like she understood this matter but rather that the Little Golden Dragon had reminded her before.

Yao Dengxian is skilled in cloud manipulation and making it rain. The Little Golden Dragon would leave five golden scales outside Yu Capital City when the time comes. Yao Dengxian would definitely personally go out to catch it when he felt its presence.

Chu Liang could take advantage of this time to steal the Golden Dragon Ball from the Virtue Spring. Even if he was cautious, at most, his men from the Dragon Feeding Supervisor would be on guard and their cultivation would not exceed the Peak of the Sixth Realm.

Chu Liang - who now held the power of the Black Dragon Ball - had a very high chance of success.

Chu Liang was quite startled when she finished listening. The Little Golden Dragon, with its wisdom, could actually come up with such a plausible plan.

She raised two questions - firstly, could the Little Golden Dragon evade Yao Dengxian’s pursuit and buy enough time?

Secondly, after refining the Black Dragon Ball, did she genuinely have the ability to steal the dragon ball?

The Little Golden Dragon’s answer was, it just had to continue using its aura to lure Yao Dengxian. In the vast world outside, even if he was a powerful figure at the Eighth Realm, it wouldn’t be easy for him to catch a true dragon that roamed across the universe.

As for Chu Liang, once she had refined the Black Dragon Ball and felt the power of the True Dragon, she would naturally know.

If Yao Dengxian sensed the presence of the Golden Dragon, he would undoubtedly cast a spell to investigate and it would rain lightly. At that time, the Little Golden Dragon would officially start its diversion, and it would be the time for Chu Liang to act.

Seeing the rain outside the window, Chu Liang immediately strode out the door. In front of the group of maids outside, she entered Jiang Yuebai’s room.

"What’s wrong?" Jiang Yuebai had just sat down and asked when she saw Chu Liang come in.

"I’ve got something to do." said Chu Liang. "If anyone asks later, you have to say I was here the whole time."

Jiang Yuebai immediately understood, she was asking her to provide an alibi.

"What are you going to do?" she asked.

This Deep Palace Garden, wandering around aimlessly could be very dangerous; she couldn’t help but worry.

"I’ll tell you when I get back." Chu Liang, fearing to delay time, draped on a black robe and her figure faded, and she disappeared through the window like a breeze.

This is one of the abilities of the Black Dragon Ball.

As an Ancient True Dragon that used to govern Tianyuan, the Black Dragon’s power was "wind." For Chu Liang, who had already fully refined the Black Dragon Ball, becoming wind was extremely simple.

"You better come back quickly; if you stay in my place for too long, it will sound..." Jiang Yuebai’s words were cut off as Chu Liang had already disappeared, she muttered to herself, "How inappropriate."