Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 842 - 59 Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! [Two in One]_2

Chapter 842: Chapter 59 Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! [Two in One]_2

"Achoo—"

Chu Liang rubbed his nose, thinking that perhaps people from Penglai were cursing him. The uproar of this affair would inevitably result in the Upper Sect giving way, amounting to a huge loss for Penglai Upper Sect.

Of course, the most important thing was to uphold justice.

Over the years, the glory of Penglai Upper Sect had been achieved by sucking the blood of the Eastern Sea. Being too far from the Immortal Realm and too close to Penglai, the Lower Sect had long been suffering, otherwise, it wouldn’t have been so easy to rally them.

By now, Chu Liang had retreated into obscurity, and the three of them, with two Copper Talismans, returned to Zhongshan Sword Cottage.

Xu Ziyang first took out the Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper again and then brought out the unified Copper Talisman, placing it before the Divine Copper.

Whoosh—

The moment the Copper Talisman appeared, the Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper suddenly emitted a nebulous light; the Copper Talisman rose on its own and entered the shining Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper.

The Divine Copper, which even the strongest Samadhi Divine Fire in the world could not melt, showed change for the first time. As the Divine Copper opened, an infinite and ancient aura leaked out, accompanied by an indescribable sorrow.

It was the regret of lovers separated for tens of thousands of years.

And Xu Ziyang, who stood at the forefront, also felt an emotion... that was gratitude.

The light from the Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper suddenly reached out and floated before Xu Ziyang’s chest. He extended his hand to receive it—it was a three-foot-long fragment of Divine Copper.

The rest of the Divine Copper then turned into light and shrank into a small Bronze Symbol, appearing before Chu Liang.

"Me?" Chu Liang paused, "What’s this about?"

"The Divine Copper has a spirit..." Chen Buyan murmured, "It has given a part to Warrior Xu as thanks for fulfilling the agreement. It follows you, likely sensing the chance of finding opportunity. Not only humans seek transcendence through cultivation, but Artifact Spirits do the same. All Divine Artifacts with spirits have the power to choose their owner."

"This..." Chu Liang looked towards Xu Ziyang.

If it were anyone else, he would have been happy to accept it. But since the Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper was Xu Ziyang’s find, naturally he felt it would be inappropriate to take it for himself.

"You should take it," Xu Ziyang said with a smile, "The Jiuli Secret Realm was explored together, and it’s only right that we share the gains. The three-foot Divine Copper they gave me is already enough for the effort I put in."

Hearing this, Chu Liang took the Bronze Symbol.

This Divine Artifact-level material, despite being incredibly precious, still required the right opportunity. Even if kept on hand, it wouldn’t be of much use.

On the other hand, Chen Buyan looked at the three-foot-long piece of bronze in Xu Ziyang’s hand and spoke up, "If it were the complete Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper, I would not dare attempt refining it. But this three-foot Divine Copper, I could try casting a sword for you."

All three were delighted, "Then we have to thank Master Chen."

"However, with such a supreme material, I must ponder carefully on how to refine it," Master Chen frowned and said, "I need to seek inspiration."

"Elder!" Chu Liang tugged at Chen Buyan’s sleeve earnestly, "Is inspiration so hard to come by?"

If this old man started seeking inspiration, it could easily take ten days or half a month—who knew how long it would take? It was better to urge him on.

"Ancient sword casting... you don’t understand..." Chen Buyan sighed, "It’s very difficult."

Chu Liang slipped a Storage Jade Slip into his hand and said firmly, "How about a bit of effort?"

"Ahem..." With a quick probe of his Spiritual Sense, Chen Buyan coughed lightly and said, "Warrior Chu can rest assured, I promise to do my best."

Chu Liang slipped another Jade Slip over, "Isn’t inspiration something that comes when it’s mentioned?"

Chen Buyan’s eyebrows rose as he circled his gaze and said, "I feel inspiration is very close, just let me ponder a bit more..."

Chu Liang handed over one last Jade Slip, saying emphatically, "What if we accelerate inspiration a bit more?"

Chen Buyan’s eyebrows shot up, "I’ve got it! The Tribulation Crossing Divine Copper should be refined in this way, I have it! Disciples, stoke the furnace, cast the sword!"

There, a group of disciples shouted in response. Master Chen casting a sword was a rare event at Zhongshan Sword Cottage, and the whole cottage immediately buzzed with activity, getting down to work.

Chu Liang and the other two, unable to assist, stood by as observers, becoming the most idle onlookers.

"With Divine Copper as the material and Master Chen at work, this sword will at least rank in the top fifty of the Ten Thousand Treasures Record!" Lin Bei asked Xu Ziyang, "Eldest Senior Brother, have you thought of a name for this sword?"

Xu Ziyang shook his head, "Not yet."

Lin Bei pondered, "Since this is a Treasure Sword gifted by the spirit of Bronze City, why not call it... the Bronze City Sword?"

Really now.

Why don’t you call it Fifty-eight Sword?

Chu Liang was about to interrupt when he heard Xu Ziyang say, "If that’s the case, I think Qing City Sword sounds even better."

...

The wind swept over War Mausoleum Mountain, bustling with voices.

Minister Zhang walked silently onto the ancient and mottled high platform, his face calm.

As a martial arts Sect, War Mausoleum Mountain was never short of arenas. The largest arena of the Sect was known as the Arbitration Platform. Whenever there were irreconcilable conflicts within the Sect, this straightforward and crude method would come into play.

Dueling.

Might makes right.

Today, Minister Zhang stepped onto the Arbitration Platform for a similar reason. Since the dispute between Yu Mountain Academy and War Mausoleum Mountain couldn’t be resolved through words, a duel would suffice. However, the stakes of this fight were high—not just the outcome of the two individuals but also the ten places of both Sects involved, with the loser withdrawing.

Opposite Minister Zhang stood a man cloaked in a heavy mantle, his muscles knotted like iron towers. His broad face featured leopard brows and ring eyes, a sandy brown beard fringing his jaw, his expression just as solemn.