Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!
Chapter 987 - 61 Night Travel 【Combined】_2

Chapter 987: Chapter 61 Night Travel 【Combined】_2

This Primordial Spirit of Ksitigarbha, despite perhaps being slightly inferior in the rank of Spiritual Power compared to the freed Demon God Origin, surpasses it far in terms of the magnitude of power and battling capabilities.

Therefore, even without retrieving his physical body, the Supreme Evil Ksitigarbha is definitely beyond what the Ghost Kings can contend with.

In terms of pure power levels, the gap between the Ninth Realm and the Eighth Realm might be even greater than the gap between the Eighth Realm and the First Realm.

"Ah..."

The Reincarnation King, shrouded in Demonic Qi, after devouring a hundred thousand yin souls, glanced around to find that all the Ghost Kings had fled, unavoidably revealing his ferocious anger.

And there, weakened, stood Venerable Wanfa and an even weaker Lin Poyun before his eyes.

But he did not devour the two of them.

"It was you who assisted this venerable self in breaking free." Evil Ksitigarbha looked down, gazing at the two.

"It was I who awakened you," answered Venerable Wanfa softly. "And I know where your physical body is; I can help you restore your peak strength. This holy land is at its weakest right now, and I can help you devour this lower world."

"This world is already in my grasp," Evil Ksitigarbha watched him closely. "Then what do you want?"

"I want you to help me..." Venerable Wanfa said nonchalantly, "to become a Tianyuan cultivator in this world, and then, once joined forces, we can transcend this place."

"Hmph." Evil Ksitigarbha looked disdainfully at the world around, "Why do I need to join forces with you?"

"You need to," replied Venerable Wanfa. "The Nameless Ancient Buddha who suppressed you for tens of thousands of years was the only deity of this land, but not the strongest force in it."

...

"The existence of Shenxu Temple is just like that, transcending the world and guarding a realm," said the Master of the Temple emotionlessly, looking at Chu Liang. "You can wield the most powerful force in this land, but from the moment you possess it, you will stand apart from the world."

"What is this power, exactly?" Chu Liang wondered aloud. "It’s powerful enough to defeat a deity... Could it be the physical body left by Saint Li?"

"Saint Li did not leave behind a physical body," the Master of the Temple replied. "He condensed all his Great Dao into his sword, leaving his sword in the Mortal Realm. Hence, the Endless Sword Sect now possesses the most complete Daoist Rite of Void Slashing, and by observing their swordsmanship, one can comprehend their Dao."

"I see," nodded Chu Liang, abandoning his guesses.

"The power I refer to, I cannot tell you now," continued the Master of the Temple. "However, that doesn’t mean I can’t tell you in the future."

"What do you mean?" Chu Liang’s hairs stood on end, and he hastily inquired.

"The reason I brought you here and patiently explained so much to you is precisely because of this," the Master of the Temple explained. "Shenxu Temple recruits a new guardian every hundred years, and it’s time to seek a new generation. We do not cultivate seeds for Immortality, we directly choose those who are at least at the Seventh Realm Peak, and you are the new keeper I find most promising."

Not cultivating seeds for Immortality is something Chu Liang can understand.

Because no one can guarantee the limit of a cultivator until they truly mature. For a top Immortal Sect, a disciple reaching the Seventh Realm would have lived up to all the cultivation the Sect provided. It would be enough for the tradition to continue if one in several generations reached the Eighth Realm.

Even Shenxu Temple, if they gathered young disciples and cultivated them with all their might, would find it hard to ensure that such a disciple could successfully cultivate to the Seventh Realm, let alone the Tianyuan cultivators they require.

That’s why Shenxu Temple recruits cultivators directly at the Seventh Realm Peak. With the Great Dao Furnace for training, they can quickly determine one’s cultivation limit.

Otherwise, wouldn’t it be better for them to just gather young seeds for Immortality? With no Sect affiliations, wouldn’t that be less trouble than dealing with individuals like Lu Cang and Yang Buwei?

It’s exactly because they cannot guarantee the maturing rate that they resort to this strategy.

But while Chu Liang can understand the reason for this rule, he cannot understand why they have chosen him.

I haven’t had enough of the colorful world yet.

I’m not even married yet!

"It’s a great honor indeed," Chu Liang said with a forced smile, "But then again..."

"There’s no need to rush to refuse," said the Master of the Temple, raising a hand. "Shenxu Temple never forces anyone, nor does it intervene in the normal workings of the Mortal Realm. So if you are unwilling, I will not compel you."

"That’s good to hear," Chu Liang said, wiping away sweat.

"However, if you are willing to become a guardian, Shenxu Temple can fulfill one of your desires or, at least, give you a chance," the Master of the Temple continued. "It’s certainly a fair trade."

"Is it like giving Penglai a Demon Seed?" Chu Liang said with a hint of sarcasm.

He had later heard about Penglai Upper Sect getting Qi Lin’er from the Shenxu Temple from Yang Shenlong and deeply felt that the trade with Shenxu Temple was just pie in the sky.

"You must understand that their wish goes against the Ascension Law," the temple master said. "Despite this, we gave them hope. Even an extremely slim chance, as long as there is a possibility of success, that is enough."

Listening to him, Chu Liang felt that there was some truth in that.

"However, I don’t have any pressing wishes for the time being," Chu Liang smiled again, "If I ever need it, we can collaborate then."

"Good," the temple master didn’t press further, nodded, and added, "If this wish can’t exchange for your entry into the temple, then we can negotiate another condition. I want something from you."

"What?" Chu Liang raised his eyebrows.

There were quite a few treasures hidden on him.

"The Pan God Bone," the temple master said.

Chu Liang breathed a sigh of relief; at least it wasn’t the White Pagoda, indicating that his biggest secret had not been exposed.

"Can this treasure be exchanged for a wish in Shenxu Temple?" Chu Liang asked.

"Indeed," the temple master replied.

"Actually, I still don’t quite understand what this actually is," Chu Liang said somewhat sheepishly.

"It’s no surprise you don’t know, although Shu Mountain has been in charge of the Demon Suppression Tower for many years, they are not very clear about the origin of the tower," the temple master explained. "I won’t deceive you, the Pan God Bone is the material used to refine the Demon Suppression Tower."

"I see," Chu Liang had suspected as much before, and now it seemed he had confirmation.

"Back in the day, Saint Li slayed the gods of the Upper Realm and brought down divine artifacts, among which was a divine tower with the ability to seal. But, since the foundation of the tower was damaged, the divine tower was no longer usable. Saint Li later found the most precious material in the Mortal Realm... a segment of the Pan God’s spine, which he fused with the divine tower to create the later known Demon Suppression Tower."

"The Pan God Bone contains the essence of the Dao of Creation in the world. After merging with the divine tower, it produced miraculous effects. Every prison within the Demon Suppression Tower could then create endless space. Once suppressed within, one would never be able to escape."

"Unfortunately, later on, the Demon Suppression Tower was breached and fell into Shenxu. We searched for a long time, and the Thousand Buildings Valley paid several visits as well, but only the Demon Binding Rope was found. Looking back, it seems our chance had not yet come."

"The last time you went to the Thousand Buildings Valley, you obtained the Pan God Bone and killed the ancient Demon Seed; I’m aware of all these events. The Pan God Bone has finally resurfaced, and in your hands, it might be just a weapon. But if you give it to me, perhaps Shenxu Temple can create another artifact on the level of the Demon Suppression Tower."

Chu Liang found what he was saying somewhat strange as he listened.

The Thousand Buildings Valley is big, but compared to the power of Shenxu Temple, it’s not that immense. They looked several times and found nothing—could it really be that the Sky Pit hadn’t appeared at that time?

Could it be that the Demon Suppression Tower was really waiting for him?

But this time, he didn’t hastily refuse; instead, he replied, "This is a matter of great importance; please give me some time to think it over."

"There’s no rush," the temple master got up briskly, very open-minded: "It’s all up to you."

...

Late at night, outside Yu Capital City.

Tonight was supposed to be clear with a bright moon and stars, but suddenly the moon turned dim, with no clouds in sight, leaving one to wonder what had occurred.

The tall armored soldiers on the city walls felt the light flicker and looked up at the sky, only to see a dark shadow beneath the moon. When he looked closer, suddenly numerous ghostly figures flashed into view.

"Roar—"

In the sky was a giant black hole, as if the gates to the Yin world had opened!

Countless ghostly figures burst forth, as if fleeing for their lives, with the sounds of the wind howling and dreadful wailing, endless in number!

"Ah... Ah... Ah..." The city guards’ pupils constricted, their voices trembling before they could finally shout out, "Light the signal fires! A million, a million ghosts march at night!"

"Ah—"