Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 634 - 98 What Does It Have To Do With Me? 【Seeking monthly pass!】_1

Chapter 634: Chapter 98 What Does It Have To Do With Me? 【Seeking monthly pass!】_1

Yu Tuolo left peacefully.

...

In a certain sense, Little Golden Dragon is a very trustworthy friend.

When Chu Liang tasked it to take down the Seventh Realm Fish Demon that suddenly appeared, it wholeheartedly took on the job. The Fish Demon escaped through a water passage and seeing this, Little Golden Dragon became more enthusiastic. Isn’t this the terrain where our Dragon Race can show off their prowess?

Compared to the sky and the earth, underwater is indeed where the Dragon Race can exert their most formidable combat power. In fact, personally speaking, the Dragon Race does not necessarily grow stronger according to changes in the environment, but most Cultivators or Demons and Monsters would become significantly weaker underwater. The decline of the others, coupled with the strength of the dragons, makes underwater combat the Dragon Race’s forte.

However, it forgot for a moment that its opponent was a fish.

Once in the water, the speed of the Fish Demon suddenly multiplied several times, moving as swiftly as a bolt of lightning underwater. Little Golden Dragon followed closely behind and when it emerged from the water, it still couldn’t find its opponent.

Bang--

The Golden Dragon emerged from the water, and found itself in an inconspicuous river in the middle of Yu Capital City. It was already nightfall and there were few people along the river bank, so it didn’t cause much disturbance.

Just when Little Golden Dragon wanted to return the way it came to find Chu Liang, it was suddenly drawn to a figure.

Under a weeping willow by the river stood an elder clad in coarse cloth. His hair was all white and his face etched with old age, but he appeared healthy and spirited. He stood there, smiling at Little Golden Dragon.

For some reason, Little Golden Dragon suddenly perceived an extremely dangerous aura from this unremarkable old man. It was the Dragon Race’s innate sense of danger.

Not good.

It quickly turned to run.

But at that moment, the elder spoke. His voice was gentle, "Are you a descendant of the Golden Dragon that suppressed the destiny of the dynasty for thousands of years?"

"You must be mistaking me for another dragon," replied Little Golden Dragon dismissively, preparing to dive back into the water.

However, with a slight wave of the old man’s hand, its body suddenly shrank to the size of a child, causing it to fall to the ground. It looked just like when Chu Liang first encountered it.

"Ow!" Little Golden Dragon fell to the ground, yelped in pain, stood up rubbing its bottom. It tried to transform back into a dragon, but found it couldn’t fly anymore.

Reluctantly, it turned its attention to the elder, "What do you want?"

"I just want to have a conversation with you," The elder slowly said, "The Yu Dynasty’s Imperial Family stole the Dao legacy left behind by the previous Golden Dragon which should rightfully belong to you. Don’t you want to retrieve it?"

"Of course, I do." Little Golden Dragon replied.

"I can help you reclaim the Siyun Avenue, and help you become a great Real Dragon of the Eighth Realm, unrivaled across the Nine States," said the elder, his voice filled with temptation.

"Hm?" Little Golden Dragon raised its head, its golden eyes flickering. It seemed as though there was a curtain of light in its gaze as it slowly replied, "Can you help me reclaim the legacy of the Dao?"

"This is our Mars’s Heavenly Master." The scaly Demonic Human reappeared, standing behind the elder with unparalleled reverence, "As long as you have the desire, Master Heavenly Master can certainly help fulfill it."

"Master Heavenly Master..." Little Golden Dragon was dazed, as if sleepwalking, as if something was being branded into its consciousness.

"Come with me." The Heavenly Master’s tone was light, but it sounded like a thunderclap in Little Golden Dragon’s ear, "Obey my orders, be my believer, and I can help fulfill any wish you have."

Just as the flame in Little Golden Dragon’s eyes seemed about to die out completely, a terrifying sound suddenly came from the direction of the Imperial City.

Boom--

Little Golden Dragon was abruptly awakened.

Not just it, but that night, a sun appeared over Yu Capital City.

...

When Empress Feng said those words to Mingde, his expression changed.

It was the fourth request Empress Feng proposed to him after plotting to steal the chicken, competing for the Dao, and becoming the Emperor... as well as the only proper one among them.

Mingde’s face, which had been calm as a well for the last few decades, suddenly tensed, as if covered in a different kind of radiance.

"You want that fish..." he said as he started to ascend, "Prison King, please look after the Imperial City for me."

His body emitted a blazing brilliance, with the purple-gold Divine Fire raging and flowing out of him. If Empress Feng’s Samadhi Divine Fire was astounding for its quantity and power, then Mingde’s Samadhi Divine Fire could be described as... endless.

Boom--

Above the Imperial City, a huge fireball like a sun rising in the night suddenly appeared. Its light illuminated a thousand miles around, and even a fly couldn’t escape from it!

"Yu Tuolo..."

It seemed as though that sun was calling out for something.

Even the Imperial Family in the palace, many of whom had only heard of the Guardian but never seen him in action, suddenly understood the true essence of the Dao of Ash Burn as they looked up at the fireball in the sky.

It is arguably the simplest and most brutal of all Dao.

Incinerate the sky!

The Heavenly Master and Yu Tuolo were bathed in sunlight, nowhere to hide in an instant.

"Mingde has finally lost it. That’s the him I know," The Heavenly Master drawled, "Seems like we should get going."

But it was too late to leave now.

A ball of purple-golden fire suddenly descended from the sky, diving straight towards the two of them! Just like a massive meteorite that fell from the sky, enveloped in a divine fire that could annihilate everything.

All the creatures beneath the fireball could only suffocate.

At this critical moment, the Heavenly Master only lightly coughed: "Ahem."

The Dragon’s roar suddenly resounded!

The Little Golden Dragon in front of them, for some unknown reason, had a burst of white light in its eyes, suddenly transforming into a dragon shape. It roared once and curled around in front of the two, blocking the path of that fireball.

But how could it possibly block the Divine Fire of the Guardian.

Boom——

Just in the nick of time, the fireball instantly dispersed against the wind, revealing Mingde’s figure. He gripped the Little Golden Dragon’s body and with a flip of his hand, threw it into the water channel, causing a monstrous wave.

Before the curtain of water fell, he had already arrived in front of the Heavenly Master.

"This carefully planned setup, indeed your handiwork." Mingde’s voice sank as he looked at the old man in front of him, "So many years have passed, and you still have a thief’s heart."

"Hehe, long time no see." The old man smiled, then his eyes shone with a sparkling white light.

Vaguely, a ripple seemed to ripple out.

At this moment, all the people in Yu Capital City felt a wave of dizziness, as if a dream was suddenly upon them.

"You’ve become much stronger, you now have the chance to kill me." He continued to speak to Mingde, "But you still can’t kill me."

Mingde frowned at him, the divine fire rolling across the sky, like the end of the world.

For an Eighth Realm cultivator, the city and the mortals are too fragile.

He could simply bring down the heavenly fire and easily destroy the entire Yu Capital City. But the old man opposite also had this ability. When his song of Chaos resounds, all the city’s people would die for him.

Once the battle of the Eighth Realm began, no matter who won or lost, the common people would inevitably suffer a catastrophe.

If it were Mingde from eighty years ago, perhaps he would have attacked his enemy at all costs, but now he held back.

He was a Guardian, no longer reckless.

"Very good, you’ve grown." The Heavenly Master smiled, together with Yu Tuolo and seemed about to fly away.

Just then, a sharp shriek suddenly rang out, like the sound of a sharp weapon tearing through the air at high speed.

In the blink of an eye, a figure bearing Flame Wings like a Divine Phoenix descended from the heavens, crashing down in front of them!

Yu Tuolo was upturned before he even knew what had happened, trampled underfoot!

Boom——

As this figure dropped, the Heavenly Master was about to react, but was forced back by Mingde’s sharp gaze. He had a premonition that as soon as he made a move on this person, Mingde’s attack would come howling at him, regardless of anything.

At that time, he could no longer threaten the lives of the city’s people.

The Heavenly Master immediately guessed who this person was.

Whoosh.

The smoke and dust dispersed, revealing Empress Feng. She had one foot on Yu Tuolo’s chest, causing him to agonize, while she lifted her gaze to the Heavenly Master who was close by: "Are you two the ones who want to kill my disciple?"

"Chu Liang?" The Heavenly Master answered calmly, "I can always feel a trace of threat from him, hence I tried to cut his life short, but it seems I have failed."

Listening to Yu Tuolo’s screams as he was scorched by the Samadhi Divine Fire, he continued: "So I hope you’ll release my followers as well. Like your father knew, our lives are now tied to the lives of the city’s people."

"Heh." Empress Feng suddenly laughed, followed by lifting her right foot high again.

Just as Yu Tuolo thought Empress Feng was going to let him go and was trying to escape, her foot fell heavily again with the Divine Fire! He only had time to scream in agony: "Ah——".

Boom boom boom!

The explosion ignited a twister of fire, originating from her foot and spreading out over a dozen feet. Yu Tuolo, who was at the center of the fiery cyclone, had almost no ability to resist. He was stomped through the chest by her and then completely destroyed by the Divine Fire.

After killing, Empress Feng looked at the Heavenly Master and coldly spat out four words: "What’s it to me?"