Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 92: Song of Rejuvenation by Pu Shan_1

Chapter 92: Chapter 92: Song of Rejuvenation by Pu Shan_1

Silence.

A long, drawn-out silence.

It was Chu Liang who finally broke the silence, speaking in a weak voice: "When he still had a head, he was known as Marquis Ding Shan."

"His family name is ’Ass’? That’s a strange one..." Empress Feng exclaimed.

"Could it possibly... be a title?" Chu Liang sighed.

He had crushed the Tailing Jade Talisman and summoned his master to his aid as soon as he overheard the Young Marquis planning to murder someone by the riverside. After all, the Young Marquis was no fool; if he had set a trap to kill him, he would surely send someone with enough strength to do so. Unsure of the enemy’s arrangements, Chu Liang called for help as swiftly as possible.

Unfortunately, the talisman wasn’t a teleportation one. Even if Empress Feng responded immediately, travel took some time. Chu Liang had initially intended to stall for time, but the Young Marquis gave him no chance to do so, directly ordering Master Lu to attack.

Thankfully, the power of the Beheading Red Famous Sword was great enough to allow Master Lu to evade Empress Feng’s punch. From this perspective, he might even owe Chu Liang a word of thanks.

Subsequent developments happened very rapidly. The Young Marquis fled... Chu Liang pursued... Marquis Ding Shan laid a deadly trap. All this happened in just an instant. By the time Empress Feng arrived, Marquis Ding Shan was poised to kill.

The reason Chu Liang boldly discarded his sword was precisely because he saw his master arrive. Otherwise, no matter what, he would’ve tried to buy some more time. In that respect, Lin Bei’s appearance played a crucial role; otherwise, the master might not have arrived in time.

Every second of Chu Liang’s conversation with Marquis Ding Shan was actually a subtraction of his life, though the Marquis was completely unaware of it at the time.

Looking at the body that was still standing upright, Chu Liang couldn’t help but feel poignant.

I was waiting for my master. What were you waiting for?

But the fact that she killed someone of his stature - an Imperial Family member, a hereditary Marquis, a cultivator of the Sixth Realm - without a single question was a shock to everyone present.

"Oh, a Marquis, huh." Empress Feng waved her hand, maintaining her nonchalant demeanor.

Even knowing the identity of the person, she still had no worries? Was her tone supposed to be that casual? Why did her announcement seem as insignificant as a fly buzzing?

Countless people in their hearts couldn’t help but grumble.

She seemed utterly unconcerned at being the center of everyone’s attention, casually walking towards Chu Liang. The Marquis Mansion Guards all around automatically made way, not daring to intervene... or to be more precise, they didn’t dare to move at all, just standing dumbstruck.

Lin Bei, who moments before was being suppressed by Marquis Ding Shan to the point of wishing for death, seemed to have regained his spirits. He hopped onto the stage, first shaking his head at the former Marquis, "See, this is what happens when you don’t give me face."

Then, he swiftly turned around to chase after Empress Feng, a fawning smile on his face, "Empress Feng, you’re too amazing. My admiration for you is as endless as a surging river... "

Empress Feng, who was inspecting Chu Liang’s injuries, gave him a sideways glance, "Are you also from Shu Mountain? Which peak?"

"I... " Lin Bei was about to reply but held his tongue, chuckling awkwardly, "It’s not important which peak I’m from. What’s important is that I’m the best friend of Silver Sword Peak. I’ve always thought that you are the strongest among the thirty-six Peak Masters!"

"Alright, when you go back, remember to advertise for me." Empress Feng grinned.

"It’s my duty!" Lin Bei puffed out his chest, then looked somewhat concerned, "But that guy was a Marquis. Is it really okay that you didn’t even ask before attacking?"

"Right when I arrived, I saw him trying to kill my disciple. What else is there to ask?" Empress Feng declared, with a look of righteous indignation.

...

Hearing his master say this, Chu Liang also felt touched. It’s difficult not to be moved when you’re the one being protected.

After a moment, he said, "Don’t worry. Marquis Ding Shan was a slave trafficker, a murderer, and committed all sorts of crimes. When you killed him, you did more good than harm. Even if this matter reaches the Imperial Court, we’re in the right."

"I told you..." His master bragged with a proud smile, "In my whole life, I, Empress Feng, have always been just and fair. I would never kill without reason."

Lin Bei grinned and chose not to speak.

"I think, what we should be worried about now is another issue." Chu Liang then said in a weak voice.

"What?" Both turned to him.

Chu Liang said, "My injuries have not been healing, and if this continues, my time will soon come."

To a cultivator, as long as an external injury is not fatal at once, it can heal rapidly with an abundance of inner power and flourishing life force. If the true qi is used for healing, the healing might even be faster.

Chu Liang had also been trying to heal his injuries using his true qi the whole time, but the results were not very encouraging.

The seemingly ordinary cut from Master Lu was imbued with a soul-crushing, bone-eroding force that stopped his wounds from healing and made his blood loss unstoppable. If this goes on, even a cultivator would struggle to preserve life.

"I’m afraid I don’t know any healing techniques...", mused Empress Feng, "But don’t worry, if you really can’t make it, I’m pretty good at cremation."

This was the reality of being a cultivator. No matter how advanced your cultivation, without the relevant divine powers, you would still be unable to act when faced with specific situations.

"..." Chu Liang looked at his master with teary eyes.

Empress Feng looked at his pitiful state and said, "I should take you back to Shu Mountain for treatment as soon as possible."

"Master, at the speed of your flight, he might have passed on to the next life by the time we get to Shu Mountain," Lin Bei advised in a low voice. He had endured the hellish experience of flying with Empress Feng before, "I suggest we find a healing cultivator nearby."

As they were discussing this, a soft voice could be heard from behind, "Um... I can attempt to heal Warrior Chu’s wounds."

They turned to find a beautiful woman holding a guqin case standing on the platform - it was Xue Lingxue.

Empress Feng looked at her, eyes lighting up: "What a beautiful girl! What’s your name, what do you go by, where do you live?"

"Master, I know all this... I can tell you..." Lin Bei quickly interrupted her, "Let’s have Miss Xue first treat Chu Liang’s injuries."

Just as well, this hidden female rogue.

Xue Lingxue was a bit unfortunate today. This was meant to be a grand first performance on a tour, and she had been hoping for a big start.

But who knew that before she could step on stage, this scene would unfold.

A disciple of Shu Mountain had shamelessly abused the young marquis, and a woman in red had executed Marquis Ding Shan...

After such an engaging drama, the audience had nearly forgotten what they’d come for, and all the limelight was stolen.

Seeing Chu Liang in such a predicament, she finally found an opportunity to go on stage. Although not professional healers, most disciples of Nanyin Square have some healing divine powers.

Xue Lingxue spread out her guqin case and started to play gently.

Dong-

The guqin music echoes melodic and resounding.

"This melody is called the ’Song of Rejuvenation’..." The musician behind explained to the two from Shu Mountain, "It is a sacred healing chant of Nanyin Square and also the specialty of Senior Sister Xue. You can rest assured."

"Rest assured, I’m very reassured." Empress Feng looked at Xue Lingxue, praising her, "You know, girls who learn creative arts have such great qualities."

"Indeed..." Lin Bei nodded in approval, "Miss Xue’s figure, looks, inner self, temperament... She doesn’t have any flaws."

"...Really tempting..."

"...worth losing ten years of life..."

The musician standing at the back was taken aback listening to their intermittent discussions. A series of black question marks couldn’t help but pop out from the top of his head.

What on earth?

Are there any decent people on Shu Mountain?