Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 660 - 23: The Last One [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

Chapter 660: Chapter 23: The Last One [Seeking Monthly Tickets!]_1

"Senior..."

Listening to the laughter outside, Chu Liang wondered why it sounded so familiar to him.

"Shut up." Jin Yuzhi scolded, lowering her voice, "That person outside is highly skilled and ruthless. If you speak loudly in the Secret Realm, you may be heard. If she barges in, she won’t care whether you are from the temple or not!"

Highly skilled and ruthless... Chu Liang confirmed from this description that it was definitely her.

So he said, "Senior, that person outside..."

"Hehehe!" A sound came from outside again, "I suggest you come out on your own, otherwise, if I catch you, you will suffer!"

Jin Yuzhi turned pale and gritted her teeth, "Don’t talk, we must not let her find us."

"No, I can..." Chu Liang wanted to say something.

Jin Yuzhi shot him a fierce glare, and Chu Liang grudgingly shut up.

"Fine then, seems like you really aren’t here." The person outside started cackling again, "Don’t blame me if I set your temple on fire then. After which, I will write in blood on your exterior wall, bad debts must be repaid!"

Jin Yuzhi frowned deeply, her hand holding the duster trembled uncontrollably.

"Don’t worry, senior. She’s just trying to scare you," Chu Liang reassured her from the side. "If she burns down your place with a fire, there won’t be an exterior wall left."

Jin Yuzhi gave him another hard stare.

Chu Liang asked, "Senior, do you owe money to Red Cotton Peak?"

"Yes." Jin Yuzhi responded.

"I can help with that, I still have some connections on Red Cotton Peak..." Chu Liang replied with a smile.

"I have connections at Shu Mountain too, they are useless." Jin Yuzhi said, "They only care about money!"

"I can also help you pay off your debt, I have some money too." Chu Liang offered.

"You have no idea how much I owe..." Jin Yuzhi shook her head, "It isn’t something you can casually pay off."

Chu Liang secretly thought, how much could this little temple possibly owe.

Furthermore, he understood the system at Red Cotton Peak. For people like Jin Yuzhi, who wasn’t in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and ran a small Taoist temple, they couldn’t take too much credit in the first place.

"If you don’t believe me, let me go out and talk to her. I promise to solve the problem." Chu Liang said.

"No way!" Jin Yuzhi immediately retorted, "You are just afraid of being implicated and want to expose my location, don’t you?"

"Sigh..." Chu Liang sighed, trust between people was so fragile.

Just because the woman outside, right?

All of a sudden, he stood up and yelled, "I’m right here!"

He used his Dragon Chant Power for this shout. The sound waves carried ripples, delivering the message all the way to the Life Flower Tree outside the Secret Realm.

"You!" Jin Yuzhi was furious. Her duster in the palm rolled up, and she was about to stop Chu Liang.

But he showed no fear of her, who was merely at the Sixth Realm of cultivation. He held her duster with one hand, causing them to pause for a moment.

During this brief moment, a clanging sound suddenly came from the Life Flower Tree. Then, a face popped out!

This face was extraordinarily beautiful just by judging the features, but the expression was extremely arrogant and grim. It carried a cruel laugh: "Found you!"

"Master!" cried Chu Liang.

"Eh?" The person on the face was none other than Empress Feng. She twisted her neck, looked at him straightforwardly, and said, "My disciple!"

At this point, Jin Yuzhi exclaimed, "So, you’re all accomplices!"

...

A moment later, outside the Main Hall of Jinyu Temple.

Jin Yuzhi sat on a cushion, silent.

Empress Feng brought over a chair and casually sat down. She opened the account book, "Jin Yuzhi, three months ago, you bought three Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures from Red Cotton Peak on credit, worth eighteen thousand Sword Coins in total. You know we never charge interest, but you can’t just not repay the principal, right?"

"There was heavy snow on the mountain for over ten days. We had no firewood and rice at home. We couldn’t even cook..." Jin Yuzhi said quietly.

"Come up with a different story." Empress Feng looked at her wearily.

"Alright, alright." Jin Yuzhi waved her hand, "Actually, I bought those Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures not for myself to consume but for trading."

"Trading?"

"That’s right, trading treasures with the Golden Frog." Jin Yuzhi explained, "You must have heard of it, right?"

Chu Liang had no idea, but Empress Feng knew a little about it, and with a brief explanation, he understood as well.

It turned out that in the Southern Sea, there was an ancient spirit beast named the Multi-Treasure Golden Toad. It would appear irregularly, and anyone who saw it could feed it Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasure, and it would spit out corresponding treasures in return.

It was said that all of its treasures were obtained from the secret realm of the Immortal Treasures in the South Sea, the ruins. Among them were divine artifacts that could be listed in the top hundred of the Ten Thousand Treasures Record. It was profitable to exchange treasures with it.

Therefore, whenever the golden toad appeared, cultivators would flock to it like ducks to water.

However, it had a mysterious path. It might only emerge from the sea once every hundred or so years. Meeting it depended on fate.

"I got news that the golden toad was about to emerge from the sea, so I prepared a few Heavenly Material and Earthly Treasures to trade with the golden toad. That would have made me rich instantly." Jin Yuzhi said, "Who would have known that the golden toad I encountered was a fraud?"

"A fraud?" The master and disciple were stunned.

"Yes." Jin Yuzhi took out a few broken golden objects from her bag, "The magic artifacts it spat out were showy but useless, not even worth a few dozen sword coins. By the time I realized that I might have encountered a fake golden toad, it had already run away. I lost everything and naturally couldn’t pay back."

"I see." Chu Liang nodded, "The rules of Red Cotton Peak cannot be broken. Master, why don’t I cover the debt for Elder Jin myself?"

"What?" Jin Yuzhi was greatly surprised, she didn’t expect that the young man would actually do this.

Just now, she thought the master and disciple were in collusion to make a fortune by opening the gate to the Secret Realm.

Chu Liang also felt guilty. He had previously taken the corpse and bones of her brother to plant the grass. Back then, he didn’t know who it was. Now that he knew it was a predecessor from Shu Mountain, helping out was also a way of returning the favor.

"That is of course not a problem." Empress Feng chuckled, "as long as you come back, everything can be discussed."

"Then I’ll take Elder Jin to retrieve the remains first, and then return to Shu Mountain," said Chu Liang.

"Good, I will go with you." Empress Feng immediately replied.

It seems that she also saw that the apprentice had finally returned and feared he would get lost again.

...

At the bottom of the Jinhua River, which is not far from Shu Mountain, a faint voice is floating in the air.

"Just one more..."

"One would be enough..."

The voice of Xuan Yinzi was like a ghost’s, almost inhuman.

At first, he desperately offered the Massacre Spirit Altar. As long as thirty percent of them returned, he would be able to gather enough strength to break free.

But none of the altars, which were refined by consuming qi and blood, returned.

Just when he was almost desperate, the altar suddenly returned. This repeated tugging caused him unbearable pain.

Just when his vitality was completely depleted and he was hanging by a thread, ready to give up, he suddenly found that all the altars from the previous day had returned.

He was almost driven mad by this.

It was as if a master manipulator was toying with him, torturing him, making fun of him.

After several days and nights of consideration, he decided to slow down the production of the Massacre Spirit Altar and no longer fall for the same trick. As soon as there was any gain, he would stop making altars.

After a long period of cautious exploration, he finally began to relax. The demon who could devour his Massacre Spirit Altar seemed to have truly disappeared.

But at this time, when he wanted to increase his efforts, he simply couldn’t do it. Although his spiritual power had recovered a bit, the deficient qi and blood was too much. Now he had to continue to exchange blood for spiritual power. He had to be careful. If the qi and blood were cut off, even if there was spiritual power, he would have no life.

In the end, it was because he had consumed too much at the beginning.

Like this, a little bit at a time, he walked on the edge of death, spending an unknown amount of time. Now he doesn’t even have the strength to tally marks on the wall with his fingernails.

At last...

He looked at the dark water hole.

"Just one more..."

Just one more Massacre Spirit Altar, and his spiritual power would be enough to accumulate to the level where he could break the prohibitions. At that moment, he would burst open the seal, and consume all the creatures in this river.

The day I return to the world, all the fish will die!

Replenishing qi and blood is a breeze!

Underworld King Sect, your true king is back!

Just one last Massacre Spirit Altar!

How could he escape without them? When he gets back, he will definitely celebrate with a fine wine! In Xuan Yinzi’s heart, the long-repressed laughter that he was too weak to let out was already ringing.

Hehehehehehe...