Chapter 236

Qingwei Daozhang saw Chonglou fall silent, then said:

"Shu Mountain needs General Feipeng's aid; in three hundred days in the mortal realm, the Demon Lord can settle old grudges with General Feipeng. To show sincerity, I can lend you the Demon Sword first."

Chonglou pondered for a moment, realizing that if he fought a certain little Daoist, his cultivation already suppressed in the mortal realm would be further suppressed, and if he gained outside help, his chances would indeed be slim.

Needless to say, countless complications could arise; his battle with Feipeng would likely be dragged out indefinitely.

Immediately, he uttered a single character:

"Good."

"The Demon also has a Dao; this is not just between you and me, but also a gentleman's agreement between you and heaven, earth, and all living beings."

Qingwei Daozhang said solemnly:

"I hope you will not break it."

"I am the Supreme of the Demon Realm; my word is bond." Chonglou had his hands behind his back.

The next day, at the Hall of Wuji.

The Five Elders of Shu Mountain all looked with satisfaction at the youth in white Daoist robes.

"Changqing, from now on you must not become complacent; although you managed to block the Demon Lord last night, you still must prioritize cultivation."

Qingwei finished speaking, and Elder Canggu immediately interjected:

"Never mind that the Demon Lord cannot exert his true strength in the mortal realm; you mainly rely on the formation you created to hold your own against him, so you must wholeheartedly cultivate to better protect Shu Mountain and all living beings."

"I will keep the teachings of both masters in my heart." Zhuang Buran lowered his eyes and replied respectfully.

"Good, I summoned you today because there is an important matter for you to handle." Qingwei Daozhang said:

"Go down the mountain at once to Yuzhou City and find a man named Jingtian, a clerk at Yong'an Pawnshop."

"Disciple obeys."

Zhuang Buran clasped his fists and said.

Not long after, only the Five Elders of Shu Mountain remained in the hall.

"I had originally calculated that the Demon Lord would come to Shu Mountain to seize the Demon Sword, damaging the Demon-Sealing Pagoda."

Qingwei Daozhang said, quite relieved:

"I did not expect that this child Changqing, though his cultivation is weak, would block the Demon Lord with an unconventional method."

He suddenly sighed.

"It's a pity that everything is predestined; that cluster of evil qi feeds on all wicked thoughts in heaven and earth to survive, and the demonic qi in the Demon-Sealing Pagoda is thriving—if it remains there, the consequences are unthinkable."

Elder Heyang said solemnly:

"For now, we can only rely on the reincarnation of General Feipeng, Jingtian."

The others nodded slightly, heavy-hearted, hoping this worldly immortal could truly help them drive the evil qi out of the Demon-Sealing Pagoda.

Outside Yuzhou City.

But see, a carefree young man fled in panic, a long sword whose blade was covered in strange demonic patterns thrusting forward before him, frightening him into sitting on the ground.

Red-haired big brother, you've mistaken me for someone else—I'm really not the Flying Peng General, spare my life!

If you don't want to die, fight me.

A scarlet light flashed, and Chong Lou's figure appeared in midair.

"What's the difference from seeking death?" the youth stood up, smiling obsequiously:

"I'm just a lowly clerk at Yong'an, named Jingtian—I lack even the strength to truss a chicken; how could I be a match for you, Red-haired big brother?"

"Either fight me or die—you can choose."

Chong Lou waved his hand, and the demonic sword flew into Jingtian's hand, at which point he unleashed a bolt of red electricity.

Jingtian instinctively raised the demonic sword to resist, though the sword itself protected its master, he was still knocked flying and kept screaming as he was struck.

"Demon Sovereign, why bother tormenting an ordinary person?"

A sword light descended from the heavens, annihilating the red bolt.

Upon seeing the newcomer, Jingtian felt as if he'd seen a great savior, immediately recalling that this was not the white-clad hero he and the Tang Sect lady had encountered when they ran into the poisonous person.

"Hero, save me!"

Zhuang Buran flicked his sleeve, and Jingtian was instantly blown away by a gust of wind.

"The Demon Realm's Supreme, whose word is law?"

Chong Lou heard this, his expression unchanged, and said:

"I have never had a hobby of keeping promises."

Zhuang Buran said calmly:

"No problem; from today on, I'll make sure you develop that habit."

Instantly, a formation enveloped Chong Lou.

"Quite good; coincidentally, Flying Peng cannot allow me"

"Boring, do you understand or not?" Zhuang Buran half-closed his eyes, one hand behind his back, the other slightly raised:

"In this vast world, whether god or demon, as long as this humble dao wishes, no one can stand and speak to me."

He flipped his palm and pressed down; a vast, fierce qi surged forth, actually causing Chong Lou's demonic form to tremble slightly, as if the boundless heavens were collapsing.

"You've concealed your strength." Chong Lou said hoarsely.

"No, I merely make good use of human realm's law and principle." Zhuang Buran said with an indifferent expression:

"Who let your cultivation be suppressed by the human realm's dao, thereby giving this humble dao an opening?"

He pressed his hand down again; that boundless qi manifested an irresistible divine power, as if completely sealing off the ten directions—heaven, earth, east, south, west, north, the gate of life, the place of death, past, and future.

In an instant it sealed Chong Lou's cultivation to ninety-nine percent, causing him to spurt a mouthful of blood, bend his knee half-kneeling, and prop himself up on his sword.

"Hahaha, it's been ages since I've felt this exhilarating."

Chong Lou, though severely wounded, burst out laughing:

"Such a feeling, as if dancing on the tip of a blade, only the original Feipeng could give me; it seems I previously underestimated you."

"No wonder you're the supreme of the demon realm; you're definitely impossible for the petty Dao to kill." Zhuang Buran's eyes grew deep:

"Although I can't kill you, I can still make you less of an eyesore before the petty Dao."

He appeared behind Chong Lou as if teleporting; his fingertips surged with a spiral true essence that mixed the annihilating heavenly-earthly ferocious force, flowing into Chong Lou's body, and then he said:

"You schemed against the unwitting; you deserve this calamity."

As the words fell, Chong Lou's demonic body burst apart; his indestructible heart emitted a scarlet light, actually breaking open the formation space and fleeing into the endless void.

The youth in white Daoist robes raised his brows slightly, thinking:

"Interesting, Zhuang Mou can now experience the exhilaration of mortal martial artists beating up celestial beings in the snowy world."

"No wonder no one wants to ascend to immortality; the feeling of being king of one's own little plot of land is indeed not bad, it's addictive!"

He dispersed the formation, the corner of his mouth twitching in a slight smile:

"In this world, one might as well become the Shu Mountain sect leader who spans ancient and modern, connecting heaven and earth."

At the foot of Shu Mountain.

Just as Jingtian was looking around, a youth in white Daoist robes leapt down.

"I am Xu Changqing, a disciple of Shu Mountain, specially sent by my master to meet Brother Jingtian."

"Before the red-haired monster came, I happened to have a dream in which an old man said someone would come to fetch me; could it be you, great hero?" Jingtian suddenly realized and said.

"No more idle talk; I'll now take you to Shu Mountain."

Zhuang Buran placed his hand on Jingtian's shoulder and immediately rose into the air.

"Ah, I haven't even said I'd go with you!"

"If Brother Jingtian wants to return to Yu Zhou City, aren't you afraid the demon lord Chong Lou will make a comeback?"

Jingtian, clutching his sword, upon hearing this, hastily said:

"Great hero, I also didn't say I wouldn't go up Shu Mountain with you; you must hold on tight, I don't want to be flung into a meat patty."

Soon after, the two landed on the square.

Jingtian seemed somewhat accustomed, showing no signs of weak hands or feet, his face full of excitement as he surveyed the surroundings.

"So this is the renowned Shu Mountain; indeed, everywhere are valuable antiquities."

"Brother Jingtian, follow me."

Zhuang Buran began leading the way, all the way to the Wuji Pavilion.

"Old man, you're exactly as in my dream!" Upon seeing Daoist Qingwei, Jingtian exclaimed loudly.

Daoist Qingwei smiled and then said to the youth in white Daoist robes:

"Changqing, go rest first."

"Yes."

Zhuang Buran naturally knew the five masters did not want to know the truth of his affairs, and immediately turned and took his leave.

(End of chapter)