Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 933 - 31: Penglai’s Destiny? [Combined 2 in 1]_2

Chapter 933: Chapter 31: Penglai’s Destiny? [Combined 2 in 1]_2

"How can you think so poorly of us from Shu Mountain, Shu Mountain disciples are the epitome of integrity..." Chu Liang’s face turned red as he spoke of integrity and being a model of the righteous path.

"Perhaps others might not, but you and your master..." Yang Shenlong shook his head, "really do not inspire confidence."

"My master is my master, I am me," Chu Liang argued, "have you never heard of emerging unsoiled from the mire?"

"I’ve only heard that if the upper beam isn’t straight, the lower ones will go askew," Yang Shenlong said.

"Then why did you warn me?" Chu Liang suddenly asked, "If it hadn’t been for your warning, I might really have gone back to my station, and Daoist Cang Sheng might have succeeded."

"You can’t die," Yang Shenlong said with a calm expression, seemingly without any regret, "You are the hope of the Human Clan. If you were gone, no one could restrain the Demon God, and sooner or later, the Four Seas and Nine Continents would become the dominion of the Demonic Clan. The Sect Leader is too obsessed, even if it destroys the Human Clan, he would have Penglai rise again, but that too is a path to self-destruction. No one in the sect can oppose the Sect Leader, so I had to use these means to warn you."

"Regardless, I thank you for this time," Chu Liang said, "but your actions did also save Penglai, otherwise even if I had died, Penglai would definitely have perished."

"The Sect Leader wasn’t like this before," Yang Shenlong’s gaze drifted towards the northwest, "ever since that person from Shenxu came, he has been obsessed with killing you, perhaps... he found out something."

"Shenxu?" Chu Liang also looked in that direction, unclear how he could be connected to that place.

After standing silently for a moment, Yang Shenlong said, "That grudge between Shu Mountain and Penglai, can we consider it settled from now on?"

"I think that’s fine," Chu Liang nodded, then asked, "What do you plan to do from here on out?"

"See how many people want to stay, and let them stay; let those who want to leave, go," Yang Shenlong answered, "It’s best to quietly cultivate on the Penglai Three Islands, without contending with the world."

"Well..." Chu Liang hesitated, then said, "that might not be possible."

...

"You know, if the people of the Western Regions are displaced, they would be very pitiable."

Sitting in the loft of the station, Chu Liang solemnly and seriously informed Yang Shenlong of the terms he had negotiated with the Demonic Clan.

"..."

Yang Shenlong fell into a long silence, and after a long while, he said, "Our spirit veins have been completely excavated, now we are even being driven out of our homes, aren’t we pitiable too?"

"Well..." Lin Bei on the side chimed in, "sometimes, those who are pitiable also have their detestable traits..."

"Daoist Cang Sheng previously helped the Demonic Clan release the demon god origin, otherwise none of this would have happened; Penglai should be responsible for this," Chu Liang said, "even if he was just a temporary worker, even though he’s dead now, he committed misdeeds backed by the power of Penglai; you should also bear some responsibility, right?"

Yang Shenlong silently sighed, seemingly unable to refute.

And powerless to refute.

Even if he said no, what could he do?

Currently, Penglai had no right to speak, if it wasn’t for his action this time to protect Chu Liang, they would have already been branded traitors of the Human Clan. As soon as Nine Heavens and Ten Lands were free, they would surely come to deal with Penglai at the Eastern Sea.

It was fortunate that this time they saved Chu Liang, and with the death of Daoist Cang Sheng, Penglai Upper Sect was able to present itself in a better light. To expect treatment on the level of the Nine Heavens would indeed be delusional.

Pausing for a moment, he then said, "Then we have no choice, nothing can be established without breaking the old. Finding another Fairyland might be difficult, but finding a place to settle isn’t too hard."

"Today you saved my life, it would be unjust if I just watched from the sidelines," Chu Liang’s expression was conflicted, as if making a difficult decision, decisively said, "how about I help you get through this period?"

"How will you help?" Before Yang Shenlong could ask, Lin Bei asked first.

"However many disciples Penglai has remaining, I’ll take care of the resources they need!" Chu Liang declared.

"What?" Lin Bei exclaimed, "Are you crazy! That’s the scale of an entire Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, where will we get that many resources?"

"Bite the bullet and we’ll manage," Chu Liang said, "This is a life-saving grace!"

"I disagree!" Lin Bei said, "Red Cotton Peak isn’t yours alone, Shang Ziliang and others wouldn’t agree, there’s no reason to simply sustain a Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, I advise you to think it over!"

"But to watch helplessly as what once was the foremost Immortal Sect gradually perish, I also cannot bear it..." Chu Liang grimaced.

"My acceptable bottom line is like that of the Talisman Sect." Lin Bei turned around and said, "Unless you buy out Penglai as well, otherwise there’s no discussing it."

"Even if we acquired them, what ways do Penglai’s people have to make money? How could I drive them?" Chu Liang shook his head, "This is not the solution; this is repaying a kindness."

"Yang Shenlong has shown you kindness, and you have shown kindness to Penglai as well. Isn’t it right for them to help us make money?" Lin Bei said, "Who says Penglai lacks ways to make money? Don’t they still have so many disciples? Now, Red Cotton Peak has so many businesses across the Four Seas and Nine States. We need people for logistics and guards, and ninety percent are hired. Those people are of mixed quality, and accidents happen from time to time. Why not just take back this fund and use it to support the people of Penglai? Penglai Upper Sect had produced a tainted Sect Leader like Daoist Cang Sheng, and they will definitely be looked down upon by other Immortal Sects. By taking them in, we could also help them reestablish their image."

"How can this be good?" Chu Liang said, "I’m helping Yang Shenlong, how could I even begin to make demands?"

"You’re too shy, but do you think Yang Shenlong isn’t thick-skinned?" Lin Bei said, "How could he simply accept your kindness without reciprocation? In my opinion, this is quite good."

"Not good, not good," Chu Liang repeatedly waved his hands.

"It must be this way," Lin Bei firmly said.

"Truly not good," Chu Liang said, "I’m not even qualified to decide; let Yang Shenlong decide."

"If Yang Shenlong were thick-skinned, of course, he would say it’s not good. But he cares about his reputation, so naturally, he’ll say it’s good." Lin Bei continued.

Following that, both of them turned to look at Yang Shenlong, "Yang Shenlong, you tell us — is it good or not?"

Yang Shenlong looked at them both speechlessly.

Is it good or not?

Do I even have a say?

...

As for Penglai Upper Sect’s matters, Yang Shenlong couldn’t fully decide either. Although he was highly regarded within the sect, there were still many among the elders above him, so his word was not supreme.

After experiencing this series of events, it was hard to say how many of the powerful ones would be willing to stay with Penglai.

Yang Shenlong, bringing Master Chu’s sincerity returned, could only send back the message after deliberations. For the storm-shaken Penglai Upper Sect, working for Chu Liang might not be a bad fate.

The worship of the Demon God had started at Seven Kings Ridge, with innumerable demonic creatures surrounding the God’s temple, each bowing before the Demon God. Little Tuntun sat on the Divine Platform, feeling somewhat uneasy.

Chu Liang had already sent the news back that he intended to bring the Demon God back to Shu Mountain, and the Shu Mountain upper echelon also had mixed feelings about this.

The joyful aspect was that after many years, Shu Mountain had once again restrained a Demon God. The concern was that this time, the Demon God was lively and jumping.

Regarding the issue of educating the child, it was genuinely troubling.

How to tutor a Demon God was a complex issue, but the first rule unanimously agreed upon was to keep Empress Feng away from Tuntun.

As the saying goes, it’s easy to mimic bad examples.

If the Demon God spent too much time with Empress Feng, who could imagine what a Ninth Realm Empress Feng might do?

It might have been better to let Jiuli’s Evil God revive; perhaps it could be kinder.

Chu Liang waited at the envoy’s station. After nightfall, he entered meditation, transporting his Godly Soul into the White Pagoda.

The shadow of a White Ghost King hovered in the iron prison, and Chu Liang couldn’t help but be overwhelmed with emotion. Based on past experience, the Big Head Baby might offer a preemptive reward; he wondered what function this puppet would have this time.

The other dolls spun crazily, with smoke and clouds steaming up around. Everything he owned today could be said to stem from the Big Head Baby’s foundation. Every new inception of the Big Head Baby marked the beginning of his rapid rise in strength.

With immense anticipation, he pressed the Refining Characters.

Boom—

A familiar red glow flashed, and a puppet of white light flew out.

[Great Dao Puppet]:

It can collect Daoist Rite for the host, ultimately mastering a Great Dao that does not conflict with the Great Dao wielded by the host; both Daos can coexist. Note, this puppet is only for assisting in cultivation, if used for other actions, there is a risk of damage.

Feeling the information in his Spiritual Sense, Chu Liang’s hands holding the Big Head Baby couldn’t help but tremble. Although he had speculated before, he hadn’t dared to actually guess this.

What he was holding was not merely a Big Head Baby; this was clearly a prestigious Daoist Master of the Eighth Realm!