Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 801 - 43 I Have My Own Arrangements [Combined]

Chapter 801: Chapter 43 I Have My Own Arrangements [Combined]

Over Town Star Island, the plain white fabric fluttered in the air.

Hong Jufeng sat upright in front of his father’s spirit tablet, his expression solemn, while armor was hidden beneath his mourning clothes. Staring at Hong Zhenyuan’s coffin, his eyes were full of flames of hatred.

"Young Master..." An elder from the sect walked into the ancestral hall, hesitated, but still spoke out, "The feast is ready to begin."

Before Hong Zhenyuan was assassinated, he had been preparing to attack the Stone Mining Islands. It just so happened that the forces from their sect guarding the peripheral islands had been called back. Although they did not help in capturing the assassin, the good thing was that setting up the feast was easy.

The people of Town Star Island had been busy all night. By the second day, the funeral arrangements were made; with white cloths covering the coffins, everyone on the island awaited the meal.

"I’m not going," Hong Jufeng shook his head and said, bowing his head, "I don’t feel like eating."

He knelt on the ground, looking like a gloomy mountain of flesh.

"Young Master!" Another attendant approached, earnestly advising, "Since yesterday, you have only eaten one suckling pig, a pot of pork porridge, two baskets of pastries, and four basins of meat soup... That’s not even enough for one of your regular meals; you’ve gone thin with hunger! Even if you’re grieving over your father’s death, you can’t just lose your appetite..."

"Right now, besides avenging my father, I have no desire for anything else. How can I consider myself a man if I do not avenge my father’s death?!" Hong Jufeng said indignantly, paused, and with two twitches of his nose, he asked softly, "Is there roasted lamb?"

"All the lambs are from the Western Regions, roasting up fragrant and dripping with fat, with tender meat. They were originally prepared for the victory celebration banquet, but now just in time for today’s feast," the attendant replied. "How about we save three to five lamb legs for the Young Master? Just to fill your stomach a bit."

"Add more garlic to the seasoning," Hong Jufeng said, his expression unchanged as he quickly responded.

"Yes," the attendant replied, turning to make arrangements.

Two more sect elders came up, consoling him, "Young Master, it’s not right to keep eating like this, irregularly. The assassin is highly skilled and elusive; we don’t know when he can be caught. If you collapse before the day of revenge comes, what then?"

"Elders, though I am young, I am not a naïve child," Hong Jufeng turned around, his gaze passing through the door, coldly looking into the distance: "Since the assassin used the Seven Hidden Kill Bodies, he must also practice the Heavenly Star Oddity Technique. Seven Kills traditions are hard to find, but the descendants of the Starry Sky are only from a few families, right?"

"Heavenly King Sect, Tianshu Pavilion, Sea King Sect..." He listed his enemies through gritted teeth, "These Tianxing Branches have regarded us from Town Star Island as traitors for a long time. Now with the strife of the Ten Lands, the only ones strong enough to contend with the Jupiter Dao are us from Town Star Island. They naturally see our sect as a thorn in their side, a sting in the flesh."

"But they should never have laid a hand directly on my father!"

"Young Master, such words must not be said lightly," the elders hastily said, "Those families are part of Nine Heavens and Ten Lands. If there is no evidence, how can we make such accusations? Even if we know it in our hearts, alas... what can we do about it?"

The crowd collectively sighed, feeling powerless.

To wage war against the Tianxing Branches, not only would their small Town Star Island not dare, but even Grandpa Penglai wouldn’t speak of such things lightly.

In fact, over the years, Penglai’s influence has never been able to extend to the Nine States Land, with the biggest hindrance being the Imperial Court of the Yu Country and the united Tianxing Branches.

"Let’s put aside those sects for now, but the Stone Mining Islands cannot be ignored." Hong Jufeng said emphatically, "Had it not been for the attack on the Stone Mining Islands, how could my father have given the assassin the opportunity? The mighty foe is hard to eliminate, so we’ll start by cutting down the Stone Mining Islands! I must vent the hatred in my heart!"

"That is feasible..." Several elders also expressed their agreement.

Compared to the Tianxing Branches, the forces of the Stone Mining Islands were no more than easy pickings. Even if a few Shushan people were there, what of it?

The real cultivators of Shu Mountain had names and reputations, and surely could not meddle openly with the Eastern Sea. If there were mere unknown figures, the forces from Town Star Island would rush in en masse and kill them without turning a hair.

Now, with the death of Hong Zhenyuan, Town Star Island was in turmoil, and an external battle was needed to establish the authority of the new master. If he did not assert his dominance now, pressure from all directions might soon come testing.

The Stone Mining Islands were an excellent target.

"Let’s gather the brothers at once, we’ll carry out my father’s last wish together and attack the Stone Mining Islands!" Hong Jufeng abruptly stood up, "Leave no one alive!"

"Young Master, the lamb legs are here—" Several attendants carrying several large golden, glossy lamb legs arrived outside the ancestral hall.

"Heh," Hong Jufeng sneered, "these lamb legs have just been roasted and are still a bit hot. Just wait until I’ve taken down the Stone Mining Islands, it’ll be just right to eat them when I come back!"

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On the Stone Mining Islands, a bewitching mist filled the air.

Elder Mayfly sat cross-legged on the peak of a mountain, closing his eyes to regulate his breath, cycling his cultivation.

With every inhale and exhale, countless red sparks scattered from his mouth and nose, and countless red glows were drawn back into his body. In just a moment, they had formed a dense red fog.

A light mist enveloped Stone-picking Island, creating an eerie scene. Fortunately, there weren’t many people on the island; the massive Zuanshan Beasts and the few people refining Spirit Stones in the mines were underground, and the only company for Elder Mayfly was Du Wuhen.

A slender shadow loomed within the red fog, making the scene all the more chilling.

When the people from Town Star Island arrived from afar, they saw such a spectacle. However, when they landed, the situation changed.