Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 715 - 73: Irreconcilable Differences【Vote for Monthly Ticket!】_1

Chapter 715: Chapter 73: Irreconcilable Differences【Vote for Monthly Ticket!】_1

"On me?" Chu Liang was even more puzzled.

He didn’t even know which direction the main gate of the so-called Heavenly Palace faced. How could he have the key?

"Uncle Yan disagreed with us going to the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace, and the reason is very simple..." Immortal Qi Jing continued, "Throughout history, many have ventured in search of the Heavenly Palace, but only two have returned. Regardless of whether they are at the Seventh Realm or the Eighth Realm, it is possible to die inside. To enter the Heavenly Palace, one needs a guide, and the ’key’ that points the way should be the Xiaoyun Ancient Sword, ingrained with the Dao Rite Jue Yun."

"When we found this sword, Uncle Yan insisted on having it in her hand. Indeed, she guessed that this was the key and was worried that we would take risks with the sword."

At this point, Immortal Qi Jing laughed again, "She’s always like this. She can risk her own life, but she is unwilling to let people around her take risks. I guess after she reached the Eighth Realm, if Shu Mountain were to encounter another crisis, she would consider entering the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace herself."

"Guess?" Chu Liang caught onto that adjective.

"At that time, there were only two lines of poetry about the key that would lead to the Heavenly Palace..." Immortal Qi Jing recited, "At the top of the cloud, divine light spawns nine colors, in the cloud, the gate to heaven opens in sequence."

"The Xiaoyun Ancient Sword?" Chu Liang blinked.

"Correct," Immortal Qi Jing said. "But the Xiaoyun Ancient Sword is only a treasured sword forged by later generations. Therefore, I deduced that what is needed to enter the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace should be a treasured sword that contains the Dao Rite Jue Yun.

"No dust?" Chu Liang suddenly realized, "Did my master prepare for this day when she had the swordsmith create a replica of this sword?"

"I think so," Immortal Qi Jing responded, "Otherwise, given Ah Feng’s character, if she really wanted to hand you a handy Flying Sword, her first choice should be to steal or rob, rather than imitate."

Chu Liang nodded in agreement.

As a Tenth Grade Scholar of Phoenix Studies, this is definitely the thinking pattern his master was most accustomed to.

Thinking it over, he was still a bit puzzled, "Although this word puzzle is simple, even if it were to be given to my master for a hundred years, she might not be able to guess it. How did she consider creating a replica?"

"I’m not sure about that. Perhaps there was a master guiding her." Immortal Qi Jing also found Chu Liang’s words reasonable.

The two reached a high level of consensus on the character and intelligence of Empress Feng.

"But..." Chu Liang hesitated slightly, "The Sword Domain Heavenly Palace is so dangerous..."

"Don’t worry, I won’t take Yue Bai with me." Immortal Qi Jing seemed to have foreseen his thoughts.

Chu Liang gave a sheepish smile.

On the contrary, Jiang Yuebai’s brow furrowed slightly, but Immortal Qi Jing preempted him, "That place is so dangerous. If I don’t bring you along, I’ll have more freedom to come and go."

"We can also be each other’s companion if we go together." Jiang Yuebai suggested softly.

"Don’t I have a companion?" Immortal Qi Jing pointed at Chen Erniu on the side, "Taking him or taking you would be the same."

"Huh?" The Sword Emperor of the Western Sea was taken aback, feeling as if he just got the short end of the stick.

Nevertheless, he had to admit that he was also looking forward to the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace.

Now his physical body was destroyed and his Daoist principles were lost. Although he still had significant combat power, in the eyes of some truly powerful cultivators, his Godly Soul would be greatly enticing.

Especially for the Demonic cultivator of the Underworld King Sect. The Underworld King Sect Master would probably willingly spare no expense to capture a Seventh Realm War Soul like him, which would surely provide immense help after refining it.

That’s why he didn’t dare to appear in front of any citizen of the Suspended Sword Country.

Wanting to reconstruct a physical body equivalent to the Eighth Realm has become extremely difficult. Without great good fortune, his journey of cultivation could stop here. If there is a place that can provide that opportunity, it is undoubtedly the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace.

After a little thought, he said, "I can go with you to the Sword Domain Heavenly Palace, but on one condition."

"Go ahead."

"I hope that you, Shu Mountain, can help protect the Suspended Sword Country." Chen Erniu earnestly said, "These years, I have kept the Demon Sect of the Western Sea at bay, and I’m afraid they might retaliate soon. Without a powerful guardian, I can hardly feel at ease."

"No problem, this is easy to solve," Chu Liang said, "I may not be able to control Uncle Yan, but I can let my master stay in Suspended Sword Country."

"Um..." Chen Erniu hesitated again, "That would make me even more worried."

...

In truth, they need not ponder too much, for the results would soon become clear. Although Daoist Yan successfully seized the avenue to immortality, she was well aware of the trickery involved. As for the citizens of the Suspended Sword Country, she had no intention of standing by and doing nothing.

Right after leaving the Suspended Sword Country, her first destination was not back to Shu Mountain, but a solitary deserted island in the Western Sea.

After a brief pause, she wielded the Xaoyun Ancient Sword and suddenly slashed down with fierce force.

Shiii——

A magnificent Sword Qi, like an upside down heavenly river, crashed heavily on the island! The vast deserted island was split into two in an instant, revealing the sturdy fortifications below!

Turns out, underneath this island was a construction fortified like an iron barrel, enclosing the edges of the island, with several types of buildings inside, resembling a honeycomb.

Many Demon Sect cultivators resided within; under this single sword strike, about a third of them tragically perished. Even those who were fortunate enough not to be in the center of the iron barrel, were trembling next to the iron walls, looking up at Daoist Yan in the sky.

Weakness, pity, and helplessness filled their eyes.

The Demon Sect of the Western Sea had long ceased to operate openly like they used to. All Demon Sects had their own hidden bases, which once discovered, would be surrounded and attacked. According to the intelligence of Shu Mountain, they had located the second largest force in the Western Sea Demon Sect, the Curtain Sect, excluding Evil Dragon Mountain.

Currently, Daoist Yan had arrived at this location.

Her sword had almost wiped them out.

"Return and convey a message to Immortal Yuan Lu. Formerly, Suspended Sword Country was guarded by the Sword Emperor. Now, I will take on this role," Daoist Yan’s voice was cold and authoritative, god-intimidating, "Should he harm even a speck of dust in the Suspended Sword Country, I vow to slaughter the Western Sea Demon Sect to the last man. If he doesn’t believe me, he is more than welcome to try."

"Such audacity!" A thunderous response quickly echoed.

Dark clouds rolled in the distant sky, a middle-aged man stood, hands behind back. It was Immortal Yuan Lu, the current leader of the Evil Dragon Mountain and the Western Sea Demon Sect.

"You could have just spoken to me directly, no need to make others deliver the message," Immortal Yuan Lu sneered, "Don’t think that having the Dao means you’re invincible, you’re still rather green..."

Before he finished speaking, Daoist Yan waved another sword.

Boom——

The sword light burst from above, breaking apart the black clouds that filled the sky. Descending, it struck down the scaffold of Curtain Sect’s mountain gate. For a moment, it felt as if the sky was collapsing and only the light from heaven remained.

In front of Immortal Yuan Lu, at least a few hundred demonic cultivators all lost their lives. Including the entire island, everything turned into dust in the Western Sea.

Meanwhile, Immortal Yuan Lu in the sky was pale, his body rigid from being swept over by the sword light.

At this moment, he realized that although Daoist Yan was a newly instated Tianyuan, her sword was nowhere inferior to the Western Sea Sword Emperor. It was even more terrifying.

"If you dare not show your true body in front of me, don’t talk big. If you are truly courageous, come take revenge on these demonic cultivators now. If you’re not, then be obedient. If you dare to reveal yourself again, their fate will be the fate of the whole Western Sea Demon Sect." Daoist Yan’s gaze sharper than the Xaoyun Ancient Sword, she poo-pooed, "Remember what I said, every single word of it."

At this moment, the wind blew across the sea, and Immortal Yuan Lu felt a chill.

Suddenly, he conceived a ludicrous thought. Was the plot to harm the Western Sea Sword Emperor with Mars a big mistake? In his opinion, having a Daoist Yan at the Eighth Realm seemed far more frightening than ten Western Sea Sword Emperors.

...

When Chu Liang returned to Shu Mountain, as expected, he saw radiant lights dancing on Tontian Peak, alongside many exotic beasts. Many leaders from different Immortal Sects had come to Shu Mountain to congratulate Daoist Yan on her successful pursuit of the Dao.

It was a big event that could shock all Sects whenever any Immortal Sect had a new Tianyuan Realm cultivator. Especially since the Sword Emperor hailed from the Suspended Sword Country of the Western Sea, which had always maintained a certain distance from the mainstream Immortal Cultivation World, Shu Mountain, as one of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sects, naturally had better relationships.

But before he could look around to see if there were any familiar faces, he received yet another piece of infuriating news - the Four Poles Hall of Red Cotton Peak had been ambushed, and more than thirty cultivators in six teams were killed while out on assignments, with no survivors.

Since the establishment of the Four Poles Hall, even though there had been the occasional loss of life, there had never been such a large number of casualties.

Bam!

Hearing this news, Chu Liang slammed his palm onto the table in front of him, his face tense.

The people in front of him, Lin Bei, Shang Ziliang, Henchman A, Henchman B, and others, held their breaths, not daring to exhale. As someone known for his good temper, Chu Liang had always been seen with a smile. Seeing him so infuriated was absolutely unprecedented.

"Investigate it for me!" After taking care of the consolation duties at first instance, Chu Liang gritted his teeth and said, "If we can’t even ensure the safety and lives of our brethren, how can Red Cotton Peak attain status in this world?"

"This is an irrevocable hatred!"