Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 722 - 80: The Secret of Cang Sheng [Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch ‘yunzhongdian ah’ for the reward!] _1

Chapter 722: Chapter 80: The Secret of Cang Sheng [Thanks to the Alliance Hierarch ‘yunzhongdian ah’ for the reward!] _1

A grave situation.

Daoist Xuan Lu watched how the situation unfolded, vaguely feeling that his chances had probably run out. He knew Qi Lin’er was important, but he didn’t expect it to be this vital, to the point where Daoist Cang Sheng would use the Eastern Sea Time Wheel and stoop down to killing, that too, himself.

Even his own son couldn’t match up to this!

After the war ended and everyone had left, Yang Shenlong returned to Mirage Mountain and appeared in front of Daoist Xuan Lu again.

"Is this the outcome that Master Uncle Xuan Lu wanted?" Yang Shenlong asked.

"I did not anticipate this," Daoist Xuan Lu confessed honestly.

"You precisely wanted to provoke a conflict between Penglai and Shu Mountain, and you have succeeded." Yang Shenlong directly hit at his intentions.

Quite a significant number of people within the Penglai Upper Sect were discontented with the current situation. They felt that Penglai, having existed as the First Immortal Sect in the Mortal Realm for many years, should extend its power to the Nine States Land.

When Shu Mountain was the First Immortal Sect, it was occupied by several Tianyuan cultivators, Divine Beasts, Divine Artifacts... it was a peak of power unmatched by any. Even present-day Penglai finds it difficult to reach its stature.

There are many ambitious ones within the Penglai Upper Sect, all longing to reach that unparalleled height, rather than remain confined in a corner of the Eastern Sea.

However, there are different paths towards this goal. Some believe they should gradually nibble away at power, as they did before, to slowly bring the major powers of the Nine States under their command; some believe they should be more direct and declare war on the Heavenly King Sect outright; some think they should target the Yu Dynasty Imperial Court first...

Among them, Daoist Xuan Lu is the most avant-garde, believing that Shu Mountain is the enemy that Penglai should deal with. Many great powers sneer at this idea, considering a Shu Mountain without even a Divine Artifact was always regarded as the least threatening in the Nine Heavens. Moreover, throughout the development of Red Cotton Peak, Penglai’s great powers have not failed to reap benefits.

Over these years, Chu Yi has been delivering benefits to the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect. He is even more skilled in this regard than Chu Liang.

But it is precisely for this reason that Daoist Xuan Lu sees this as the biggest threat. He believes that the power of Shu Mountain will expand at a rapid pace, and it’s possible that their number of cultivators will reach a scale large enough to level the gap of the Divine Artifacts by the next generation.

Provoking a conflict between Penglai and Shu Mountain and suppressing the development of Shu Mountain immediately was, of course, his calculation.

"What is his background?" Daoist Xuan Lu asked, "Can you tell me now?"

Yang Shenlong was silent for a moment before saying, "It’s no harm in telling you now. Before Saint Yang went to Shenxu, she had left behind a contingency plan."

Daoist Xuan Lu’s expression immediately grew stern.

When Saint Yang was alive, the Penglai Upper Sect had not yet formed, there was only a vague prototype. Hence, strictly speaking, only the descendants of the Yang Family were considered Saint Yang’s apprentices. But because the Yang Family has always been part of the Penglai aristocratic family, all disciples of the Penglai Upper Sect claimed to be Saint Yang’s disciples.

Anything involving the godly is by no means a trifling matter.

"She had stripped a part of her martial Godly Soul and preserved it through the Daoist Rite Wu Ya," Yang Shenlong continued, "If the people of the future wielded the Daoist Wu Ya, made use of the Eastern Sea Time Wheel, and found a physical body capable of bearing her martial Godly Soul, he might be able to... rewind time by four thousand years, and summon Saint Yang."

Before their fall, most cultivators of the Ninth Realm would leave some contingency measures, and Saint Yang was no exception.

All her life, she had trod the martial Dao and became sacred as a woman, possessing an extraordinary talent. When her lifespan was about to end and she set off for Shenxu, she made such arrangements.

Compared to the completely fallen God Mother of the Southern Sea, it was undoubtedly easier for her, who had left a portion of her martial Godly Soul, to resurrect. Only the "Wu Ya", this Dao concerning time, could keep the martial soul stored for so long.

Nevertheless, such conditions were incredibly demanding for the people of the future.

Firstly, someone must be in charge of the Daoist Wu Ya. This Dao is deep and mysterious, and not everyone could inherit it in every generation. On average, only two Daoist Masters of Wu Ya would appear every thousand years. This Daoist Master must also be willing to sacrifice himself.

And in this generation, it happens to be Daoist Cang Sheng.

Next, a Divine Artifact of the time Dao, the Eastern Sea Time Wheel, is needed. This item was initially in Saint Yang’s hands, and it seemed not difficult to pass it down, but to guard the Divine Artifact for thousands of years without it changing owners is not as easy as it seems.

Lastly, a physical body capable of bearing her martial Godly Soul is needed, and this is the most challenging part.

A Ninth Realm martial Godly Soul’s requirements for a physical body are unimaginable. Not to mention Daoist Cang Sheng and the other Eighth Realm great powers, even the people in the Heavenly Gang Sect who cultivate martial arts to reach the Eighth Realm can scarcely meet the qualifications.

But if someone already has a physical body of the Ninth Realm level, it means that they are already in the Ninth Realm, then why bother rewinding time to resurrect Saint Yang?

"Hundred years ago, my ancestors from the Yang Family learnt about something by a fortunate coincidence," Yang Shenlong continued, "Have you heard of the Shenxu Temple?"

"That ancient heritage in Shenxu?" Daoist Xuan Lu asked in return.

"Correct," Yang Shenlong nodded, "In exchange for a few hundred years of loneliness as a guardian, my ancestor secured some hope."

"Inside a secret realm deep in Shenxu, a primordial spirit is being borne that can give rise to a physical body on the level of an Immortal, possibly reaching that particular realm," said Yang Shenlong.

Daoist Xuan Lu had an enlightenment, understanding the origin of Qi Lin’er.

It was the physical body that the Yang Family had been seeking for thousands of years to bear their ancestral martial soul!

"Years ago, my ancestor handed over this clue to the Sect Leader. The Sect Leader swore that he would find it and eventually resurrect Saint Yang." Yang Shenlong shook his head, "Unfortunately, our hopes were dashed today."

Daoist Xuan Lu looked towards the top of Mirage Mountain, the highest point of the Penglai Upper Sect.

Given his age, he was not very familiar with this sect leader. It was hard to imagine that anyone, after mastering the most esoteric Dao in the world and standing at the pinnacle of the mortal realm’s immortal sect, would willingly sacrifice himself to bring back an ancestor from the legend?

No wonder the sect leader only wanted Qi Lin’er to grow peacefully and temper his physical body, without paying attention to his character. Because both the child and the sect leader himself would become sacrifices in this plan.

No wonder the sect leader was indifferent to their plan to expand into the Nine States. As long as the deity returned, the Penglai would naturally dominate the Four Seas and the Nine States.

"The sect leader once said that Qi Lin’er’s birth was not in accordance with the Dao of Heaven, and that he was bound to face tribulation. It’s a pity to realize the Dao must have some experience. If we always protect him, he will never be able to break through Heaven’s Gate, and his body won’t reach that level," said Yang Shenlong. "But his demonic nature is too heavy, he ultimately cannot resist the world’s tribulations."

"I am going to apologize to the sect leader," said Daoist Xuan Lu resolutely.

Daoist Cang Sheng was so anxious that he even wanted to kill Chu Liang. If he turned around and found out that Qi Lin’er’s death had something to do with his own incitement, he might exterminate him directly. Rather than waiting for that to happen, it’s better to admit it voluntarily.

Just as he was about to leave, Daoist Cang Sheng’s voice suddenly boomed in his ear like a thunderstorm.

"Leave immediately and go to the Far West Land!"

...

"Ah-"

Chu Liang woke up abruptly, his body springing up and falling to the ground.

His memory was frozen at the moment when Daoist Cang Sheng pressed his palm on top of his head. The killing intent from the Eighth Realm alone had nearly caused him to collapse, and he felt as though he had died, then blacked out.

When he opened his eyes, he was in a pitch-dark cave, with a pure white shadow beside him.

"Chu Liang, are you awake?" A woman’s voice exclaimed with surprise and joy. It was Jiang Yuebai!

"Senior Sister Jiang?" Chu Liang was slightly shocked.

"You were almost killed just now. Thankfully, my father intervened in time to save you, I was so worried," Jiang Yuebai threw herself onto him for a hug.

A sense of fragrance hit him in the face, and Chu Liang was stunned for a moment before finally asking, "Senior Qi Jing, he..."

"He is busy dealing with Daoist Cang Sheng. Now that you’re awake, let’s get out of here first." Jiang Yuebai said, "We’re not far from Penglai, and we’re not necessarily safe here."

As she spoke, she grabbed Chu Liang’s hand and led him out. A few steps into the cave, the ground suddenly shook, and a thunderous rumble echoed through the cave.

"Have we been discovered?" Jiang Yuebai quickened her pace.

The two wandered through the cave for a while. Just as they were about to dash out into the narrow opening in plain view ahead, a giant stone suddenly fell to the ground with a bang!

Boom!

A huge force came crushing down, shattering all the walls and rocks!

Crack, crack—

Jiang Yuebai swung her sword to break the chaotic rocks, but no matter what, she couldn’t open the obstructed passage. Chu Liang tried to pave the way with his Dragon Claw, but also in vain—he could only knock down the falling rocks, his efforts against the cave wall proved useless.

That force was too overwhelming!

It was as if a giant palm was sealing this place, intending to crush both of them along with the cave into pieces!

"Damn it..." Jiang Yuebai said anxiously: "I can’t break open!"

She looked at Chu Liang, her eyes full of fear.

Chu Liang said, "I have an idea! Hold off for a while!"

He had a way to deal with blocked paths.

"Okay!" Jiang Yuebai turned around, casting sword lights to help Chu Liang break the chaotic rocks, enabling him to find a way out.

Just as she turned around, she heard the sound of silk tearing.

Crack—

The tip of the Demon-slaying Sword penetrated through her chest, and her clothes were instantly dyed red with blood.

"You..." She turned her head back in disbelief, looking at Chu Liang.

"Your illusion technique is indeed flawless, I couldn’t find a single flaw," Chu Liang said softly, "But..."

He didn’t finish his sentence.

But the Beheading Red Famous Sword in my arms is about to go crazy!