Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 659 - 22 Jinyu Temple 【Ask for monthly tickets!】_1

Chapter 659: Chapter 22 Jinyu Temple 【Ask for monthly tickets!】_1

"What’s going on?" Lin Bei, who was on the stage, saw a sudden commotion below and quickly asked.

"They’re saying that it seems like..." Someone immediately responded from below, "Chu Liang has been found!"

"What?" Lin Bei was startled by the news and quickly took to the air, hovering above the crowd, and shouted loudly, "Make way, make way please!"

However, the crowd below was packed like a small mountain, everyone desperately squeezing towards the center, it wasn’t possible for them to move aside instantly.

Just as Lin Bei was becoming anxious, someone pat him on the shoulder from behind, "I’m here."

Turning his head, Lin Bei found that it was Chu Liang!

It turned out that Chu Liang had somehow slipped out from the crowd unnoticed.

"Chu..." he was overjoyed, just about to shout out loud when Chu Liang covered his mouth, "It’s too dangerous here, let’s talk back home."

Taking advantage of the fact that no one had noticed them, Chu Liang led Lin Bei and the Raging Dragon Colt away from Red Cotton Peak.

Along the way, Lin Bei couldn’t help throwing questions at him.

"Where have you been all these years? You seem all right. Why haven’t you kept in touch with us? Do you know how much everyone at Shu Mountain misses you? You’ve worn us out over these years. Your master even erected a stone in your name, and goes to burn incense on every festival..."

It had been so long since they had last seen each other that Chu Liang found this chatter quite familiar and comforting. He didn’t stop Lin Bei and together they returned to Silver Sword Peak.

Upon returning to Silver Sword Peak, they found no one around.

"Huh?" he finally asked, "Where has everyone gone?"

"Your master has gone out to collect debts." Lin Bei answered, "After Silver Sword Peak started providing goods on credit, there are always some who couldn’t repay. Little Yi suggested that your master should handle the debt collection, and Phoenix Uncle loves doing this. She looks forward to people not repaying their debts so she can go and collect them."

Well.

That’s certainly turned her hobby into a job.

Chu Liang chuckled and asked, "So Little Yi is now in charge of Red Cotton Peak?"

He had guessed beforehand that among all the beings on Silver Sword Peak, the highly intelligent Little Chu Yi, who was six back then, was undoubtedly the most competent.

The Golden Fur Beast would be a distant second.

"Yes." Lin Bei nodded, "Not long after you left, Shang Ziliang and I habitually took the accounts to Silver Sword Peak. Your master had trouble dealing with some parts of it. Little Yi stepped in with advice and strategy at that time. Many things you had suggested earlier, we couldn’t remember, but he understood them. Over time, we came to rely on his instructions, after all, he is one of Silver Sword Peak’s own."

"It’s clear you’ve gotten along well with him, making a name for yourselves as the Four Tyrants of Shu Mountain." Chu Liang laughed.

"Hey hey hey," Lin Bei responded with an embarrassed chuckle, "Four Tyrants, that’s just our friends in the jianghu flattering us."

"Where is he now?" Chu Liang asked, "Does he need to be present for the Four Poles Hall recruitment?"

"Not necessarily, he usually takes charge behind the scenes. In public, Red Cotton Peak is run by the four of us and your master." Lin Bei answered, "Even though he is quite busy, he insists on attending classes with Senior Brother Yuan every day. He said it’s something you taught him before, no matter how busy you are, you should always make time for studying."

If only his master were as dedicated as Chu Yi, Silver Sword Peak would surely prosper.

Chu Liang sighed inwardly, then looked around and asked, "Where are the Little Yi Sisters?"

"They’ve become the mascots of Red Cotton Peak. According to the plans you made in the orchard, we’ve arranged for a flower carriage for them to tour around Red Cotton Peak twice a day. People love them." Lin Bei replied.

"Everyone seems to be busy," Chu Liang noted, "What about the Golden Fur Beast?"

Even if everyone else is busy, this big-headed fellow surely doesn’t have much to do, right?

Lin Bei gave him a strange look, "Who do you think is pulling the flower carriage?"

Well then.

If hiring another spirit beast costs money, then it makes sense to put all idle hands, or in this case beasts, to work according to the principles of Silver Sword Peak...

"By the way," Lin Bei continued, "The Little Golden Dragon you encountered in the Imperial Palace has also been brought back. It now keeps the Mountain Guardian’s White Dragon company in the Dragon Fishing Lake."

Seeing that Silver Sword Peak was empty and not wanting to disturb anyone, Chu Liang decided to say, "Why don’t you go and spread the word that I’m back? I need to go and handle some things, I’ll be back later."

"What are you going to do?" Lin Bei suddenly became anxious and asked, "How about I get a hundred or so of our guys to accompany you?"

He just got back, and he was worried about what dangers might arise if he were to leave again, losing a few more years.

Patting his chest, Chu Liang realized how much he’d grown. His casual remarks now carried a scent of prodigious wealth.

Chu Liang chuckled, "There’s no danger. I only am going to meet with a predecessor from Shu Mountain."

...

The Immortal Qi Jing had once mentioned the formidable Jin Mucuo of the Southern Region, who was originally a disciple of Shu Mountain. Even after becoming a powerful figure, Jin Mucuo maintained a close relationship with Shu Mountain.

In the past, Qi Jing had sought Jin Mucuo to inquire about the Shenxu Scroll, hoping to engage in a trade. Although Jin Mucuo had agreed, he was soon visited by Xuan Yinzi, a leading figure of the Demon Sect, and only managed to leave behind a brief note for Qi Jing.

After verifying the evidence, the body where Chu Liang first obtained the scroll was likely Jin Mucuo’s corpse. Thus, they decided to notify his descendants.

Although Jin Mucuo had perished, he had a biological sister, who was the Taoist priestess of the Jinyu Temple by the South River.

The Jinyu Temple was not far from Shu Mountain. So Chu Liang rode his Raging Dragon Colt, and a fiery streak cut through the sky for a good while, finally reaching the tumultuous banks of the South River. There, he found a pleasantly serene Taoist temple.

The courtyard of the temple was small. From his vantage point, he could see a tree with peach-red blossoms, and jade-green leaves.

Chu Liang dismounted and sent his Raging Dragon Colt to wait outside while he knocked on the door.

Thump, thump, thump.

He knocked three times, yet no one answered.

Huh?

Chu Liang had roughly understood before he set off: although the Jinyu Temple was not a major force, it held some renown in the area and was known for its flourishing incense offerings. Why would they close their doors? Moreover, there didn’t seem to be anyone around.

Thump, thump, thump.

Chu Liang knocked three more times, but still received no response.

He pushed open the door slightly with some force. The interior of the temple was flooded with jade-green trees and vibrant flowers, the clean, shiny tiles even had freshly swept leaves on them. It didn’t look abandoned.

While he was about to walk into the sanctuary, a sharp voice called out from the side, "Over here."

With a swish, a ribbon lassoed Chu Liang’s waist, drawing him aside. Chu Liang didn’t struggle and simply let the ribbon lead him behind the tree trunk. His vision darkened momentarily, then suddenly cleared.

A secret realm lay hidden here.

The secret realm was small, roughly the size of a small hillside. In the center, a blossoming tree similar to the one outside stood, likely the entrance and exit point to the secret realm.

Within the secret realm, there was a middle-aged woman clad in plain white robes. She was the one who had used her ribbon to pull Chu Liang in.

"What are you doing? Speak swiftly." The female Taoist priest urged immediately.

"I..." Chu Liang was slightly taken aback by her defensive demeanour. "You are the priestess, Jin Yuzhi, right? I came to bring you news about Elder Jin Mucuo."

"That old ghost?" Jin Yuzhi frowned. "Did they find his corpse?"

"Yes." Chu Liang nodded, then asked puzzledly, "How did you know he was dead?"

"This Life Flower Tree..." Jin Yuzhi pointed to the tree. "There used to be two of them. His withered and died over a decade ago. Naturally, it means he’s no longer alive."

"His remains are in a cave tens of miles from Shu Mountain. If you have the time, I can take you to recover his remains," Chu Liang offered.

"Shu Mountain?" Upon hearing Chu Liang, Jin Yuzhi went rigid. "Certainly, I won’t be available. You can tell me the approximate location, and when I have the time, I will collect him."

"Uh... Alright." Chu Liang could only comply.

If the family member said so, he couldn’t just forcefully take her along.

Just as he thought to sketch a map, he suddenly heard voices from outside the tree.

There was the raucous laughter of a woman.

"Pretty little lady, today’s your deadline for settling the debt! If you don’t pay up, you can’t blame me... kekekekeke."