Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 790 - 38 I Won’t Let You Down! [Two in One] _1

Chapter 790: Chapter 38 I Won’t Let You Down! [Two in One] _1

"Mother, please stop!" Two "Han Lingshou"s were pleading in unison.

Liao Yuxian’s brows furrowed, her tone stern. "Jing Yue? Why are you here?"

"Mother, it’s me! I came to stop you from consorting with Jing Wuya..." The two "Han Lingshou"s spoke in chorus again. "Stop siding with the cruel!"

The moment they spoke, both "Han Lingshou"s whirled to glare at one another. "Hey, stop mimicking me!"

In theory, a mother and daughter should be familiar enough with each other to recognize the other’s voice, but Chu Liang’s acting skill was simply too good. His expressions and tone were so similar to Dragon Dance Lady that even Liao Yuxian, her own mother, didn’t dare to take action rashly.

Dragon Dance Lady stomped her foot in irritation. Unexpectedly, Chu Liang had predicted even this reaction and stomped his foot before her.

The imitation had surpassed the original.

"Sigh!" Dragon Dance Lady waved a hand, instantly revealing a Magic Mirror. With a swift reverse motion, the light shrouding her retreated to reveal her true face.

It was the Treasure Mirror of Retention she had stolen from Jing Wuya.

Liao Yuxian’s gaze swiftly fixed on Chu Liang, her gaze exceptionally sharp.

Chu Liang suddenly became the only "Han Lingshou" in the room, his disguise unveiled. He turned his head awkwardly towards Liao Yuxian, spreading his hands. "Senior, I was just joking around."

"Mother, please stop," Dragon Dance Lady tried to persuade her, "let’s leave this place together!"

Liao Yuxian didn’t say a word, her hostile gaze still trained on Chu Liang. It seemed she was struggling internally.

"Jing Yue!" someone else called, and there was a flutter of movement as Hu Sanlang darted forward, pulling Dragon Dance Lady into his arms. "How did you end up here?"

"Sanlang..." Dragon Dance Lady whimpered softly.

"Hey, boy, don’t you dare touch Jing Yue!" Liao Yuxian’s fingers twitched, causing the guitar strings to thrum. A blast like the sound of thunder exploded in Hu Sanlang’s mind, sending him sprawling backward and crashing to the ground.

With a thud, Hu Sanlang fell to the ground.

Dragon Dance Lady immediately stooped to help him and then spun towards Liao Yuxian. "Mother, you can’t hit Sanlang!"

Hu Sanlang managed to grab her hand, pleading, "Jing Yue, don’t yell at your mother."

Their melodrama unfolded, and Liao Yuxian looked at Hu Sanlang as one might a squirrel stealing their food, her anger barely contained.

Chu Liang snuck a few steps backward, realizing that she was completely ignoring him.

Heh.

I’ve become redundant.

I didn’t expect Hu Sanlang to be this useful, pulling all the hatred and attention onto himself.

He was thrilled that someone was keeping Liao Yuxian occupied, so he took a few steps back and comfortably watched the scene from afar, his hands hidden in his sleeves.

As they were delaying time here, Empress Feng had already defeated Jing Wuya. Then Daoist Yan delivered a blow that reduced Jing Wuya’s already short stature by half.

When she landed holding the half-sized dwarf, Liao Yuxian’s attention was finally drawn away. Her expression turned to mild shock.

She hadn’t expected that the Shu Mountain would even send out an Eighth Realm cultivator, arriving so quickly.

In any Immortal Sect, an Eighth Realm cultivator was a strategic asset that wouldn’t be dispatched lightly. Otherwise, if these powerful cultivators were to act at will, the Mortal Realm would inevitably fall into chaos, and the cultivators themselves wouldn’t be able to cope.

The situation here had only just begun, but Shu Mountain had already sent a Tianyuan cultivator. The speed of their response was indeed astonishing.

Thinking about this, escape wouldn’t be as easy as she thought.

It wasn’t surprising that she was caught off guard. In an era where cultivators have an "Immortal Friends Circle", the speed of information transmission has greatly surpassed the past.

In the past, when cultivators encountered trouble, they likely would’ve done what Xue Lingxue did, sending out a luminous signal for help. It would take at least half a day for their sect to receive it. If the sect decided to investigate first before dispatching a cultivator, that would take even more time.

But now, all Chu Liang had to do was will it, and within a few silent moments, he could complete several rounds of information exchange, rallying a large force. This left these traditional cultivators quite unprepared.

"Daoist Yan, Empress Feng..." Liao Yuxian looked at the pair, her voice grave. "What does the situation here have to do with your Shu Mountain? Why are you sticking your noses in so deeply?"

She was slightly older than the two, but they could barely be considered in the same generation; they had known one another in their youth.

Many years had passed since they last saw each other, and their current reunion was in quite a different setting.

"If it were just internal chaos in Fuyao Country, Shu Mountain naturally wouldn’t get involved." Chu Liang stepped forward, speaking first. "But Senior, you’ve been impersonating a disciple of the Nanyin Square and colluding with Demonic Mars people, plotting to plunge Nanyin Square of the Ten Earth Sects into chaos. Any Immortal Sect would have a duty to stop this."

"Hmph." Liao Yuxian looked at him and laughed a little. "So you’re Chu Liang, huh? I’ve heard of you. Seeing you today, you are as peculiar as they say."

"Senior, you flatter me," Chu Liang responded.

Xue Lingxue came forward, looked at Liao Yuxian, and said slowly, "By seniority, I should call you Elder Martial Uncle. Yet after losing the election for the Square Master, you went astray and allied with demons. That’s unacceptable. Even if you were wronged back when you lost the election, you should..."

"There were no injustices." Liao Yuxian abruptly cut off her words.

The sudden interjection left the atmosphere heavy, filled with silence.

A beat of silence later, it was she who spoke again. "Back then, I truly did fall in love with someone from the Demon Sect. That was no rumor."

As she said this, she looked distant, lost in memories. "I just couldn’t stand Yan Yinglo. From the moment she was born, she took everything from our generation of Nanyin Square disciples — admiration, followership, Chief’s position, Square Master position, the Path... Everything was hers."