Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 963 - 51 Preparation [2 in 1]

Chapter 963: Chapter 51 Preparation [2 in 1]

Could the Sect Leader actually be depressed because of this?

In the past, Empress Feng had always been fearless, bullying the weak but never fearing the strong. Even when facing someone a whole realm stronger than herself, she would still provoke and challenge them.

Although Chu Liang could not fully empathize, he could understand a bit. Thinking about it, if the little disciple he always protected suddenly became stronger than him, he might feel a bit bitter inside too.

Being weaker than one’s seniors or peers wasn’t a big deal, but being surpassed by one’s junior was indeed a matter that could cause one to doubt oneself.

Moreover, what if this junior was the only disciple?

Although Empress Feng didn’t say it out loud, she was extremely proud and competitive at heart, so it wouldn’t be surprising if she had some feelings about it.

Using Daoist Yan’s identity, he couldn’t say much either, so he found an excuse to gloss over the topic and returned to his small thatched hut.

He had thought that the Sect Leader might forget about it after a while.

However, the next day at the meal on the peak, Empress Feng sat at the head, followed by Chu Liang, Liu Xiaoyu, and Liu Xiaoyi at the table.

While eating, Empress Feng suddenly looked up and said somberly, "Chu Liang, now that your cultivation has improved and you have plentiful resources, you could completely break away from Silver Sword Peak and go independent, right?"

"Cough..." Chu Liang almost choked on her words, and quickly replied, "What are you talking about, Sect Leader? A disciple is a disciple of Silver Sword Peak for a day, and for life, absolutely firm to follow under the Sect Leader’s banner without faltering!"

"Hmm." Empress Feng nodded noncommittally and continued eating.

Two days later, after dealing with matters at Red Cotton Peak, Chu Liang, along with Lin Bei and several others, were inspecting the streets and shops when they saw Empress Feng coming out of a tavern.

"Sect Leader." Chu Liang immediately greeted respectfully.

"Oh." Empress Feng smiled and said, "Your Red Cotton Peak is indeed lively now."

"It’s just minor things, all thanks to the Sect Leader’s guidance," Chu Liang quickly replied.

Empress Feng then said somberly again, "Now that Red Cotton Peak is thriving and your cultivation has greatly advanced, I assume the Sect Leader will soon let you establish your own branch, becoming the master of Red Cotton Peak, right?"

"Not at all!" Chu Liang shook his head decisively: "I am just a young disciple, neither deserving nor capable of being a Peak Master, the Sect Leader should not think like this."

The next day, Chu Liang was dining with others inside Red Moon Square, with the bubbling hot pot and sizzling oil on the table.

From the table behind, a diner wearing a felt hat and a face mask suddenly leaned back and said loudly, "You know, although Chu Liang is not yet the Sect Leader of Shu Mountain today, he stands above tens of thousands in his Silver Sword Peak. In my opinion, he might as well kick the Sect Leader out and take over as the Silver Sword Peak Master himself. Wouldn’t that be grand?"

"Sect Leader!" Chu Liang abruptly stood up, tore off the diner’s felt hat and face mask, and said helplessly, "I have no plans to go independent, please stop testing me!"

Underneath the black mask, indeed it was the flustered face of Empress Feng.

Exposed, she turned into a streak of fire and dashed out of the window toward the northwest.

Chu Liang smacked his forehead.

Now he truly believed in the Sect Leader’s heritage from the Imperial Family—her paranoia was extreme. If one day she successfully staged a coup and became the Empress, the first episode would probably be releasing military power with a toast, and the second episode, abolishing all her promises.

"This cannot go on like this."

He stroked his chin, pondering how to shift the Sect Leader’s focus away from this matter.

...

"Woo—"

A dull sound of musical instrument echoed across Shu Mountain, its tone not high, yet the sound carried thousands of miles with the wind without fading.

It was Chu Liang standing on the top of Red Cotton Peak, blowing into the Windback Instrument bestowed by Nanyin Square.

Soon, several disciples from Nanyin Square rushed over, with Yu Xiang’er arriving the fastest since she was shopping at Red Cotton Peak and came here immediately upon hearing the instrument.

This Windback Instrument was a gift from the former master of Nanyin Square to Chu Liang, and anyone who heard it was obliged to help.

"What happened?" Yu Xiang’er was somewhat surprised to see that Chu Liang was the one who had blown the Windback Instrument at their sect’s gateway: "I thought you were in danger."

"Indeed very dangerous." Chu Liang said earnestly.

If he didn’t distract the Sect Leader soon, he feared she might invite him for a drink the next day. So he planned to organize something that could divert her attention and let the matter pass quietly.

As for what could divert the Sect Leader’s attention, it boiled down to wine, wealth, anger, or lust.

She wasn’t lacking in wine, Chu Liang was reluctant about wealth, no one dared provoke her anger, so the best and most suitable option was lust.

"I am planning to hold a large-scale evening party at Red Cotton Peak, needing an all-night program. Can you from Nanyin Square take charge of the music and dance part?" Chu Liang suggested.

"An evening party?" Yu Xiang’er paused.

Actually, many high families in the Yu Dynasty also arranged gatherings, inviting opera troupes or music squares for performances, making the guests’ banquet enjoyable. However, a large-scale evening party like the one Chu Liang conceived, which included language, motion, song, and dance among various others, was something she had never heard of.

It sounded very grand.

"We can manage, but I have to go back and consult with the elders of my sect about the specifics of the performance. Given the size of this party, we may need to mobilize many people from Nanyin Square. Even our past grand selections didn’t involve so many performances. Although we’ll definitely help with the Windback Instrument here, how to arrange it well still needs to be planned," Yu Xiang’er said.