Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 695 - 53 It’s Smiling at me! [Ask for monthly tickets!]_1

Chapter 695: Chapter 53 It’s Smiling at me! [Ask for monthly tickets!]_1

Boom——

He was refining a crab spirit for the second time, and the object that came out looked a bit strange. It was long like a weapon but seemed unsuitable for combat.

[Red Gang Scissors]:

Divine scissors containing innate Red Flame Gang Qi. When used, a burst of red flame Gang Qi will spray out, which can cut any indestructible material. If you want to know if something is hard enough, test it with this.

As the glow faded, it turned out to be a large pair of red scissors. The handle was extremely long, and the sharp front was even more circular when closed. When opened, the inner blade was serrated and the edge of the blade was marked with red-golden patterns.

Chu Liang found this information chilling.

In order to test its strength, Chu Liang took out the spare bronze mask he had previously found. When he first found the bronze mask, he tried to attack it, but even with all his strength, he could not damage it at all.

Even the current Chu Liang could hardly destroy it barehanded, which proved the strength of the mask material.

Then he put the Red Gang Scissors on the bronze mask and spurred it with his true Qi.

Hiss——

The sharp blade of the Red Gang Scissors contracted, and the toothed edge began to glow with a brilliant gold light, with intense heat emanating from the joint. As Chu Liang pressed harder, the bronze mask began to deform slightly.

Crack.

After a moment of stalemate, two pieces of the shattered mask fell to the ground.

Chu Liang lifted the Red Gang Scissors and looked at the edge, which had no signs of wear at all.

What a powerful pair of scissors!

Even though its construction is not suitable for combat, the strength of its material is absolutely remarkable. Not only is it hard and sharp, but the most important thing is the innate Red Flame Gang Qi, which is the secret to its invincibility.

In certain special uses, it can be comparable to a divine artifact.

After storing the Red Gang Scissors away, Chu Liang turned his attention to the last Cat Demon Seal. His luck today seemed good. Both of the first two objects he opened were magical tools, and both of them had significant uses.

Boom!

After refining, what floated out this time appeared to be a book.

[Spirit Cat Microstep]:

Allows the cultivator to gain an understanding of the Spirit Cat’s divine skills and assimilate them into their body. One can conceal all breaths and sounds while moving, avoiding detection, but the movement speed will slightly slow down.

It was a divine skills book. Chu Liang skimmed through this book and immediately understood how to cultivate it.

This divine skill imitates the Spirit Cat’s hunting method, using a slow-paced approach to approach targets and not releasing any breath or sound during this period.

The so-called silent steps.

After a bit of practice, Chu Liang had already mastered the essence of the Spirit Cat Microstep.

He opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xuanling, who was standing with his hands behind his back on the other side of the deck, thinking about testing it out.

So Chu Liang lowered his body, stepped out, and then took another step.

The divine skills were real. His breath was completely concealed between inhalations, and there was not a trace of his aura or footstep sounds.

But the so-called "slightly slowed movement speed" is pure nonsense. At this speed, Old Wang could finish peeing on the side of the road and pull up his pants.

It took him a while to slowly approach Wang Xuanling’s back from the other side of the deck. At that moment, Xu Ziyang came out of the cabin and asked in confusion, "Junior Brother Chu, what are you doing?"

Wang Xuanling turned his head when he heard the sound, and saw Chu Liang, who should have been on the other end, had somehow ran behind him, and was stepping forward in a very awkward position.

He hadn’t noticed anything at all!

"Hehe, Junior Uncle Master Wang," Chu Liang laughed awkwardly, raising his bent knee, "Do you like my shoes?"

Old Wang Xuanling couldn’t help but become alert, feeling a chill.

Even though Chu Liang usually acts as if he’s harmless, he is ultimately Empress Feng’s disciple. Maybe one day when he lets his guard down, Chu Liang can stab him in the back, and then join his master in their conspiracy to control Shu Mountain...

After a round of wild thinking, Old Wang muttered to himself.

It’s imperative to always be on guard against this Liang.

...

When Chu Liang had almost finished distributing the rewards, the ship Liang Longhao returned to the airspace above Shu Mountain. Compared to the bustling and starry Red Cotton Peak, this side of Shu Mountain was quieter.

Chu Liang headed straight to Tontian Peak in search of Wen Yulong.

"Senior Brother Chu?" Upon spotting Chu Liang, Wen Yulong smiled first. "Your timing is perfect, I’ve come up with a great way to expand our circle of immortal friends!"

"Oh?" Chu Liang held off on his purpose, instead he responded first: "Let’s hear it."

Wen Yulong drew on a piece of paper, making two circles, and said, "Our Formation can accommodate thousands of spiritual senses. So, if we use one of those senses as an intermediary, it can join another formation. This way, information between the two formations can be exchanged. We could even create countless formations in this method, connecting all cultivators across the world!"

On the paper, he connected each circle using dots, forming a complex network.

"But with this approach..." Chu Liang pondered. "Once the structures are interconnected, won’t the amount of spirituality needed to sustain it increase significantly?"

"Yes." Wen Yulong acknowledged. "Therefore, relying on our existing mass of spirit talismans, we can, at most, simultaneously support three formations. For anything beyond that, we might need a more potent source of spirituality. If we had a presence at the level of an Eighth Realm cultivator, they could easily handle hundreds of fully populated formations. With a bit of effort, there could be even more."

"Shouldn’t you discuss this with your grandfather?" Chu Liang suggested.

"Not really?" said Wen Yulong. "We’re hardly familiar with each other. How about you?"

"No need to rush, we don’t have that many users at the moment anyway." Chu Liang said. "The urgent matter is..."

"Blocking!" Wen Yulong nodded. "I’ve been thinking about how to unilaterally sever the connection with a spiritual sense. It’s hard. This idea only occurred to me while I was pondering this issue."

"If we allow everyone to have the ability to block others, that would be difficult. Instead, we can prepare two formations. If someone doesn’t want to listen to that person, they can switch to the other formation...to avoid them."

Regarding this "person" that Wen Yulong was referring to, Chu Liang didn’t need to elaborate.

This was their destiny to face.

So he nodded and said: "In any case, you should expedite the process."

"So, what have you brought back this time?" Wen Yulong asked again.

He knew that Chu Liang would have most likely found something since he went looking for him immediately upon his return.

Indeed, Chu Liang pulled out a storage bag that looked quite old-fashioned. It must’ve been around for some time.

He had just rummaged through those two piles of corpses, and in the end, he only found this storage bag.

"Wow." Wen Yulong marveled, "A high-tier storage bag. This is quite an old piece."

The high-tier storage artifacts prevalent in the Immortal Cultivation World these days are jade rings, waistbands, and hairpins, which are discreet and aesthetic. Storage bags are usually lower-tier that are used to transport bulk goods.

Only the Demonic Clan of Far West Land would still use these outdated high-tier storage bags and deem them as valuable possessions.

The storage bag had a knot that required a certain technique to untie. After pondering for a while, Wen Yulong tried several times before successfully untying the knot.

"It’s good that you brought it back. There’s a mechanism built into this formation. If forcibly dismantled, all the contents inside might scatter into the endless void." He cautioned.

"Of course, I was careful. There might be treasures inside." Chu Liang replied.

With that, he probed inside with his spiritual sense and first took out a brocade box. Upon opening it, it indeed revealed a palm-sized jade cup.

It was exquisitely made and thrummed with spirituality. It seemed like there were crystal-clear water swirling inside the jade wall and ripples would appear upon the slightest touch.

"Isn’t this..." Wen Yulong exclaimed: "The Bi Bozhan from the Sixty-seventh entry of ’Ten Thousand Treasures Record’?"

"Yes." Chu Liang stroked it with his hand and took a breath. "It’s indeed here, but this artifact must belong to a righteous Immortal Sect, but was stolen by the demons. I need to investigate which sect it belongs to, and I might have to return it."

"I know." Wen Yulong responded, "This was a loved artifact of the Penglai Qinghu Daoist. However, Qinghu Daoist has disappeared and his whereabouts remain unknown since he set out."

"From Penglai..." Chu Liang blinked, and suddenly lowered his head, "Junior Brother Wen, look!"

"Huh?" Wen Yulong looked at the Bi Bozhan in bewilderment, "What am I supposed to see?"

"Look at this Bi Bozhan...." Chu Liang said, "It’s smiling at me!"

Wen Yulong: "?"

"That’s unfortunate." Chu Liang sighed, "It seems this artifact and I are fated."