Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 918 - 25 All West [2 in 1]_2

Chapter 918: Chapter 25 All West [2 in 1]_2

Atop the Flying Boat, Lin Bei gazed into the vast expanse of clouds ahead, voicing his doubts.

"That’s a Demon God of the Ninth Realm. It’s not just him—many in the Immortal Cultivation World are pessimistic. Ordinary people might still dream that cultivators can once again defeat the Demon God, but those who truly understand the battle at Sky-north Prison know how difficult it is to suppress a Ninth Realm demon without the Demon Suppression Tower."

"Everyone knows there’s no such good fortune," said a middle-aged man with bright eyes and starry brows, standing behind him. It was Heavenly Official Li Chengfeng from the Regent Residence, his gaze piercing, "Today they cut off the Western Regions, tomorrow they’ll take Xizhou, and the next day the North Region. As long as the Demon God exists, we can never hold our heads high. The Demon God grows stronger and stronger, and sooner or later, we’ll have to give up the entire Four Seas and Nine Continents. This Mortal Realm will eventually become a playground for demons."

"Then it would have to be called ’Demon Realm,’" Lin Bei murmured quietly.

"So the Imperial Court’s intention is also against negotiation?" asked Chu Liang.

This time, he had been assigned as the envoy for peace talks between the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, carrying a heavy burden. Master Wen Yuan had wanted to send several top cultivators with him but Chu Liang stated that if Tuntun didn’t protect him, dispatching an Eighth Realm cultivator would be meaningless; if Tuntun did protect him, which Demon King would dare to make a move?

Thus, he only brought along the diplomatic prodigy Lin Bei with him on the Flying Boat.

The Imperial Court, on the other hand, sent Heavenly Official Li Chengfeng from the Regent Residence adorned in white and wielding a sword, along with State Preceptor Qu Hu, accompanying Chu Liang to demonstrate the importance they placed on these peace talks.

The first ever envoy team of the Human Clan to set foot in the Far West Land over three thousand years was composed of these four individuals.

The old Martial Monk Qu Hu had been seriously injured in the battle of Sky-north Prison and after resting for two days was still somewhat weak, so he was meditating and recuperating in the cabin. The remaining three chatted idly on deck about this mission.

"Peace can never be negotiated if we don’t have the power to contend with the Demon God. That’s inevitable," declared Li Chengfeng resolutely, "I know you think that little thing was raised by you and might still have feelings for you. But if the Imperial Court were to stake the entire world on your intangible emotions, it would be doomed sooner or later."

Chu Liang also knew that what he said made sense and went on to ask, "Then what is the mission for the State Preceptor and Heavenly Official Li in going there?"

"This trip is mainly to assess the Demon God’s condition and we must discern her true strength. As for the Demonic Clan’s attitude, we don’t really need to pay much attention to it because if they hold absolute superiority, they will invariably be greedy. In this sense, demons and humans are not so different," said Li Chengfeng.

Chu Liang nodded in agreement.

To say, ’If it’s not of my race, its heart must be different’—in a way, all races are similar. Given overwhelming dominance, no one talks about peace.

It’s for this reason that the Demonic Clan’s demands for negotiation this time made the Imperial Court feel this, in fact, revealed their weakness.

This was the true purpose of State Preceptor Qu Hu and Li Chengfeng’s visit.

"That means we’re still gearing up for a fight..." Lin Bei expressed his concerns slightly, "The Demonic Clan won’t take it out on our envoy, will they?"

"It’s hard to say, although it’s commonly stated that even when two nations are at war, envoys are not to be killed, this isn’t about two nations but rather two incompatible clans," said Li Chengfeng, "Thus, State Preceptor and I, the ones sent here this time, actually share something in common."

"Is it that you can run fast?" Chu Liang smiled, "The moment there’s trouble, you can escape right away."

Li Chengfeng’s speed, both short and long distances, was among the top in the Seventh Realm, and could even compare with many of the Eighth Realm. If danger struck and it wasn’t the Demon God herself, his chances of escape were quite high.

As for State Preceptor Qu Hu, there was even less to say. The Daoist Master Wu Ju could span the world at will, going wherever he pleased. As long as he didn’t wish to die, no one could catch him. Even if the Demon God truly began a massacre, he would be one of the last few survivors in the world.

"Correct," Li Chengfeng laughed, "And with your relationship with the Demon God, it’s likely that the various Demon Kings wouldn’t dare to harm you easily."

Chu Liang also revealed a confident smile.

In the midst of their smiling exchange, Lin Bei furrowed his brows, sensing that things were not as simple as they seemed...

Right.

It seems they only brought me along as a sacrificial offering, huh?

Known tiger on the mountain, and they decide to leave me be?

While he was rolling his eyes, the Flying Boat had already arrived at the Far West Land. The sky was filled with colorful clouds, with hundreds of vividly feathered, demon birds circling above, forming an archway to welcome their Flying Boat.

Below, herds of giant beasts and numerous Giant Demons of various shapes and colors crowded between the mountains, looking up expectantly.

At the archway, the silhouette of Qingqiu Demon King Cai Yi soared into the sky, followed by a procession of Qingqiu maids wielding colorful silk fans. They boarded the Flying Boat, and the welcoming ceremony was indeed grand.

This was Chu Liang’s second visit to this place, and the treatment he received each time could not have been more different.

"Welcome, envoys of the Human Clan." Cai Yi smiled brilliantly, "We have been waiting for a long time."

"Qingqiu Demon King." Chu Liang returned the smile, not allowing past events to upset him, and then inquired, "Shall we go to meet Lord Demon God now?"

Upon hearing this, Cai Yi gently shook her head, "Not just yet."

...

As they conversed in midair, a seemingly inconspicuous green fox demon looked up from below, clothed in ragged yellow garments. His form, a fox’s head on a humanoid body, appeared unremarkable among the other members of the Fox Clan.

But in his gaze fixed on the sky, there was a hatred that cut to the bone.

Watching the Flying Boat slowly descend toward Seven Kings Ridge, a place unreachable for ordinary demonic creatures, he turned back, crossing over the ridge to a hidden cave amidst the rolling hills.

There, he transformed, shedding the guise of the Fox Clan to reveal his true skin, white and translucent, devoid of facial features like eyebrows and eyes.

Indeed.

This fox demon was none other than a Human-faced Mandrill with thousands of years of cultivation, and more specifically, the White Ghost King who had stolen the Divine Dragon Ball and later escaped from Chu Liang’s grasp!

"Who would have thought... who would have thought..." The White Ghost King gritted his teeth, "Just as I brood day and night on how to take revenge on you, you walk right into my trap!"

Previously, when the Black Ghost King was slain by Chu Liang and the Divine Dragon Ball seized, the White Ghost King fled, fearing further pursuit by the Dragon Race and Human Clan, eventually hiding in the Far West Land.

The Far West Land was already loosely governed, and after undergoing reconstruction, it was easy for him to infiltrate by disguising himself as a fox demon. The reason he blended into Qingqiu was that it resembled "a life lived by humans."

As an old demon who had lived in the Human Territory for thousands of years, he couldn’t stand the "authentic" barbaric way of life of the pure old demon race.

Although he was hiding here for now, he constantly thought of revenge.

The Human-faced Mandrill was a creature of extreme cunning, venomous grudges, not satisfied merely with gaining an advantage over others but remembering even the slightest offense for a lifetime, determined to retaliate even in death.

Moreover, they were thriving, about to decipher the Divine Lightning Path from the Divine Dragon Ball and consume the Human-faced Jade Essence Flower to comprehend the Daoist Xushi. Both White and Black Ghost Kings had the chance to advance to the Eighth Realm, and it was within reach.

They all had bright futures ahead of them.

Who knew that Chu Liang would ruin it all.

How could they not hate him?

But even with such hatred, the White Ghost King did not lose his head. He was well aware that the Shu Mountain Disciple was already powerful, and now with the Divine Dragon Ball, he would surely have ascended to another level.

On his own, he likely wasn’t a match for him.

Moreover, this time he was coming to negotiate on behalf of the Human Clan, and the specifics of the situation, as "lowly" demonic creatures like him understood it, weren’t quite clear. But he knew that the Demon God had been revived, and now the Demonic Clan held the absolute advantage.

"You could have just gone there and slaughtered the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, why bother with negotiations?" the White Ghost King muttered indignantly.

It didn’t matter though. For a being like him, he could conjure eight wicked plans in the blink of an eye.

His eyes swiveled, and a malicious plot sprang to mind.

"If I were to transform into that Chu Liang and cause trouble among the Demonic Clan, inciting war between the two races, surely neither the Demonic Clan nor the Human Clan would tolerate him..." The White Ghost King sneered coldly, "I wonder, how would you deal with that?"