Liu Yao: The Revitalization of Fuyao Sect

Chapter 14

Translated by Blod Translations (Alice & Nanming)

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Chapter 14

Cheng Qian was new to the cultivation world, and Yan Zhengming was useless. Therefore, they exchanged doubtful glances, not knowing who Lord Beiming was.

Then, Li Yun who finally got out of his stupor spoke.

His voice was as low as the buzz of a mosquito. "Lord Beiming is not a person... According to legend, Beiming is a deep and boundlessly dark sea. So a master of demonic magic is often compared to 'Beiming'. With time, it became a honorable title that every demonic cultivator fights for – Senior Zipeng, this charm was carved by my master – there's still sawdust on it – not by some Lord Beiming."

"What is a master of demonic magic?" Asked Cheng Qian quietly.

"The best among demonic cultivators... the archdevil?" Answered Yan Zhengming unsurely.

From what he has seen so far, Cheng Qian didn't deem his master as an "archdevil". But on second thought, he felt it might be true... from the perspective of a hen.

"Bullshit!" Exclaimed Zipeng Zhenren angrily.

Then she turned to Cheng Qian. Pointing at him, the hazy image in the air said rudely, "Boy, come here."

Cheng Qian was just going to speak when Yan Zhengming stopped him.

Yan Zhengming shook his head at him, advanced, and said to Zipeng, "Senior, my junior brother is still new here. He hasn't even memorized the sect rules yet. I'm afraid he may offend you. If you need anything, you come for me."

Yan Zhengming might be tall, but his body was still the one of a thin and weak teenager. Observing him from behind, Cheng Qian pursed his lips, and for the first time, felt that first senior brother was not a good-for-nothing as he had imagined.

"I want him! None of your business!" Zipeng fulminated.

Yan Zhengming frowned. Cheng Qian whispered to him in a haste, "Senior Brother, it's okay."

With that, he walked forward against the strong ominous aura from the monster and heard Zipeng Zhenren order, "Pick that talisman up."

Cheng Qian stopped and picked it up. The instant he touched the tablet, he felt the tyrannical power in it. There was seemingly a fierce beast jailed inside. But that beast probably recognized Cheng Qian, as it gradually tamed and the blaze faded. The tablet in his hand reverted to a peaceful state.

For a second, while Cheng Qian was holding the tablet, the fear of facing the bossy monster miraculously waned a lot and a thought popped into his head: "When can I have such dominating power that allows me to fly between the heaven and the earth, go anywhere as I wish, instead of jittering before an old monster?"

Contemplating the charm, Zipeng's expression changed several times. After a while, her tone eased up a little. "You came looking for your junior brother? Let's make a deal. I will give back the guy that strayed in here, if you bring me something I want. There's a Celestial Platform in the Demon Valley. Monsters are not allowed to enter as it has restrictive spells, but humans can. The thing I want is there."

Her claim didn't hold water. The eight-hundred-year-old monster had apparently taken the three lads as little birds that were easily fooled.

But she failed, because these three were not birds, they were human beings. They thought the same, "Bah, nonsense."

After winking and frowning at one another, Yan Zhengming made the final decision – get into the Demon Valley first.

Regarding how to deal with her when they came back... young master Yan didn't think much of it. Considering the old hen's situation, it was likely she would kick the bucket soon.