Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 815 - 47 Jiuli Tomb Guard [Combined Parts]"_3

Chapter 815: Chapter 47 Jiuli Tomb Guard [Combined Parts]"_3

If it had been anyone else, the whole world would have thought it was just a reckless young person who didn’t know any better upon making some breakthroughs. But this was Minister Zhang after all, and his humble and seasoned style of doing things made people raise their expectations slightly.

Could he really have a trump card up his sleeve?

Qiu Fenglie felt insulted by this, but out of the dignity of a martial artist, he accepted the challenge and expressed that he would give it his all.

Ten days later, on the day before the selection of the Ten Lands, there would be no more room for retreat, regardless of who won or lost.

Lin Bei sharply commented, "I don’t know what the challenge letter specified for the competition, but if it’s about brains, I reckon the entire War Mausoleum Mountain tied together wouldn’t be enough for him, right?"

"If he could actually do that, then he really would be brainless..." Shang Ziliang said, speechless.

Inside the small cabin, Chu Liang was healing Elder Tan, while the Iron Eating Beast waited outside, immediately drawing the crowd from Silver Sword Peak and their family and friends. The little guy had already made a name for itself in Shu Mountain, and even the four great Zhenshan Elders had come because of its fame.

The little guy wanted to enter the cabin and accompany Elder Tan, but the enthusiastic onlookers brought it numerous Spirit Feeding Pills and tender bamboo shoots, piling them up in front of it, creating a mound taller than itself.

Small mound faced the big mound, and finally couldn’t resist starting to eat. However, while it ate, its eyes kept drifting toward the cabin as if to show it hadn’t forgotten the serious business at hand.

"Oh dear," Empress Feng couldn’t help but go over and rub its head, saying, "Our little Chu Chu is just too cute."

"What an odd name," a stern voice suddenly came from up ahead.

There stood Elder Tan, hands behind his back at the cabin doorway, his chest wounds already bandaged and healing, his entire essence and spirit much better, also reflecting the authority he had previously shed.

"Whine..." The Iron Eating Beast immediately dashed over upon hearing his voice, joyfully reaching Elder Tan’s side.

"Ah, that’s the name my master gave to the Iron Eating Beast," Chu Liang then walked out and said with a smile.

"A guardian god spirit of the Jiuli Tribe, how could we use such an undignified and ugly name!" Elder Tan showed slight displeasure, "It was born with its own name already."

Empress Feng slightly furrowed her brow, apparently annoyed by someone criticising the name she picked, tilted her head and asked, "Then what’s its name?"

"Its name is..." Elder Tan paused deliberately before saying, "Ba Tiansha of Jiuli!"

"Whine!" As if to match his words, the little one stood upright, slowly waving a pair of meaty paws, looking quite majestic and powerful.

"..."

On the other hand, the crowd fell silent for a long while.

"Old Tan, not to say anything..." Lin Bei pointed at the little guy with his chin, "Look at it, which character does it even remotely relate to?"

"It’s a fierce beast of my Jiuli, and it has nothing to do with the rest of you," Elder Tan, seemingly feeling a bit embarrassed, patted the Iron Eating Beast resignedly.

"How can it have nothing to do with us?" Chu Liang said with a laugh, "Elder Tan, don’t forget you still owe me money."

"Just three Spirit Plants, I will find them and pay you back shortly," Elder Tan said.

"Hey, it’s not just about three Spirit Plants, the elixirs I used to heal you just now were refined by my own family. Do you know how much they are worth?" Chu Liang asked.

"How much?" Elder Tan’s eyebrows twitched.

"If you don’t know then it will be easier for me to explain... oh well, never mind. Basically, if we keep the Iron Eating Beast here to work it off, it would probably take more than three hundred years to pay off," Chu Liang said.

"You this..." Elder Tan opened his mouth, about to say you are clearly extorting me, but then he thought about it, realizing that this person had indeed saved his life; he paused, then finally said, "I know what you want to do, no need to pretend anymore. From the start, you’ve been coveting the treasures within the Supreme God’s Legacy."

"Indeed," Chu Liang slapped his forehead, looking like he had just been reminded, "If Elder Tan would lead us into Supreme God Jiuli’s Secret Realm for an exploration, that would be even better."

"It wouldn’t hurt," Elder Tan said bleakly, "Given that someone else has already breached the Supreme God’s Legacy, if you desire the treasures, you can go and snatch them from him."

"Right," Chu Liang said, "Could Elder Tan possibly project an image of that person? A being of such profound cultivation is hardly likely to be unknown; we might recognize him."

Most Eighth Realm experts in this world had known names and origins; if it indeed was someone from the Human Clan, they should be able to recognize him.

Upon hearing this, Elder Tan nodded slightly.

For someone of his cultivation, this wasn’t a difficult task. He immediately raised his hand, and light and shadow shifted, conjuring an outline of a person in his palm.

The person was dressed in a dark green Taoist robe, with a scholarly demeanor, a clean-shaven face, and expressionless, his eyes filled with aloof indifference.

Seeing this person, Chu Liang and the others naturally didn’t recognize him.

But suddenly an astonished voice rose from the crowd, "Lu Cang?!"