Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 932 - 31: Destiny in Penglai? [Combined]

Chapter 932: Chapter 31: Destiny in Penglai? [Combined]

The White Ghost King made its escape with an air of serenity.

...

Because the aura of Daoist Cang Sheng was too faint, the "three Chu Liangs" chasing him never noticed his presence and had already swept by overhead at high speed.

The White Ghost King felt Chu Liang’s aura getting closer and closer, but it had no way to increase the distance between them. However, it was after all a giant demon at the Seventh Realm Peak, and its speed during a desperate flight was still considerable. Chu Liang could not immediately catch up within a short time. If it hadn’t been seriously injured, whether it could be caught at all was still in question.

The first Human-faced Mandrill Chu Liang had encountered had only barely been caught up with by using a Spirit Cat Leaping Talisman.

Whoosh—

Swish—

As light and shadow sped past, Xiao Wuyin could no longer keep up with their pace, and the White Ghost King finally found a destination and dove straight down into it.

Upon seeing the white light touch down ahead, Chu Liang hastily descended to the ground as well.

Boom!

A thunderous explosion spread dirt and dust all around.

When Chu Liang’s figure emerged from the dust, the White Ghost King was nowhere to be seen, leaving behind only a field of startled small eyes.

It turned out to be a jungle where young foxes play, offspring of the Qingqiu Fox Demons, where little foxes with innate spirituality were living. Each little fox, fluffy as a pom-pom, either curled up or ran through the forest, all of them looking quite comical.

However, as Chu Liang landed, the shiny little eyes focused on him, ready to scatter in fear at any moment.

"None of you move!" Chu Liang shouted firmly, and immediately Bi Bozhan struck, hitting the Qingqiu kindergarten like a punch.

Whoosh—

A wave of cyan ripples passed over, instantly enveloping the entire jungle and trapping all the little foxes, as if they were floating in the vast ocean.

The little foxes paddled their short legs in an attempt to escape the enchantment of the Bi Bozhan, but it was all in vain.

Chu Liang’s eyes shone as he searched, but for a moment he couldn’t distinguish which were real and which were fake. The White Ghost King’s shape-shifting skills could not be discerned by the naked eye or divine sense.

If he were to use the Demon Revealing Treasure Brick to take them down one by one, it would inevitably be a bit troublesome. Chu Liang had an idea, and raised the Divine Dragon Ball, shouting loudly, "Since I can’t tell which is real, I shall just destroy this entire jungle!"

As divine thunder flickered within the Divine Dragon Ball, he was about to turn the area into an ocean of divine thunder!

"You’re truly vicious! Yet you dare to claim yourself a person of the Righteous Path!" Suddenly, a voice cursed, and a distant old tree suddenly became visible, transforming into the true body of the White Ghost King.

It turned out it had fallen into a misconception and had not transformed into the little foxes running around, but rather into a large tree. If Chu Liang had used the Demon Treasure Brick to discern, flipping the little foxes one by one, he might not only have provoked the anger of the Fox Clan but also truly might have let it escape.

He released the Divine Dragon Ball, of course not really to destroy the jungle, but instead as a ruse to startle the snake in the grass.

The little foxes didn’t know what the Divine Dragon Ball was for, so they wouldn’t feel too much fear. However, the White Ghost King was all too aware of the Divine Dragon Ball’s power. For quite some time, it had been its magical treasure, and it had even intended to use it to command the Divine Lightning Path.

As expected, the White Ghost King was fooled.

Because it was a cruel and ruthless demon, it judged based on its own nature, thinking that Chu Liang was entirely capable of committing indiscriminate slaughter, which instilled fear and led to its escape.

Seeing that it had revealed itself, Chu Liang could better lock in his target. A divine thunderbolt, dragon-like, followed in pursuit, and the White Ghost King hurriedly tried to flee, but how could it escape from the Dragon God’s thunder technique.

Crack—

A strike from the Divine Dragon Ball instantly paralyzed the White Ghost King, dropping it to the ground.

After landing, the White Ghost King’s eyes were full of resentment, thinking... He used all of my moves!

But, grievously wounded, it could only harbor resentment; that strike had completely dismantled its fighting power, and the light of the Demon-slaying Sword was already blossoming before its eyes.

"Come forth!" Chu Liang drew his sword midair, his words infused with righteous indignation, "White Ghost King! You and another plotted against human lives, bringing calamity to the Mortal Realm. You previously escaped by luck, but as the heavens are just, retribution is inevitable. Today, I will act on behalf of the Righteous Path, on behalf of Shu Mountain, to vanquish you!"

Hissss—

This combined sword qi, earth-shattering and awe-inspiring, seemed somewhat wasteful to use against a Human-faced Mandrill powerless to resist. With a thunderous roar, even the ground itself was split open by a small gulf, severing the forest in two.

A little fox, too slow to react, was about to tumble into the crevice when Chu Liang, hanging in midair, grabbed it by the scruff of its neck.

He looked up at all the little foxes in front of him and spoke loudly, "Do you see? This is the fate of a wicked demon who does bad deeds!"

...

As the saying goes, education should start with the young. Today’s scene would undoubtedly serve as a vivid lesson for these young foxes.

When Chu Liang returned to Seven Kings Ridge, he met Yang Shenlong.

He had come to look for the remains of Daoist Cang Sheng, but arrived a bit late; Cang Sheng’s physical body had already been gnawed upon by many mountain demons. Although their bites could not harm the flesh, it had still been defiled.

Glancing at Chu Liang, Yang Shenlong continued to place Daoist Cang Sheng’s body in a coffin, then stored it in a Jade Slip.

"After all, he was once the Sect Leader of the Penglai Upper Sect and devoted his whole life to the sect. Although he made many grave mistakes, I still hope that he can be laid to rest," said Yang Shenlong indifferently.

"That’s acceptable," Chu Liang replied, without any intention of holding a grudge against the dead, but then added, "However, I have a better suggestion."

"The enmity between Shu Mountain and Penglai is largely due to his decisions. Why don’t we bury him at Shu Mountain to show the friendship between our sects?" Chu Liang said with a sincere expression.

"I’m afraid you’d use him as fertilizer," Yang Shenlong said bluntly.