210: Chapter 79: The Great Demon of the Back Mountain 210: Chapter 79: The Great Demon of the Back Mountain The heavy snow had not stopped all night.
Frost and snow had already covered the branches of Lotus Peak, while the gate of Golden Turtle Peak was clean and dust-free, with snow piling up only outside the gate.
Yet, even though there was no snow in the mountain, a biting cold still came from the back of the mountain.
The Law Enforcement had been in closed cultivation since the beginning of the Sword Qi contest.
The Sword Sound from the back mountain gradually weakened, but it still echoed from time to time…
Today seemed to be a special day; the young law enforcer stationed in the back mountain was invited out by Qi Lie.
And then,
Qi Lie, who had intended to take over and keep the night vigil on behalf of his junior Brothers, was also invited out.
“Junior brother, a sexagenary cycle has passed, yet you still haven’t subdued that ‘fiend’…
How about older brother gives it a try?”
Outside the Purple Bamboo Forest, clouds and mist intertwined.
Zhao Chunyang, standing with his hands behind his back in the pavilion, gazed into the distance.
His eyes pierced through the layers of mist, falling on the deepest part of the mist surrounding Golden Turtle Peak where countless strands of Sword Qi fell.
In the depths of the cloud, there was both Sword Sound and clear whistles.
If one did not come to the back mountain, they would only hear the former sound…
And even standing here, if one did not listen carefully, they would still not hear the sharp whistle that was completely suppressed by the Sword Sound.
“Senior brother.”
The Law Enforcement sat in the pavilion, his expression somewhat complex.
He shook his head and said, “Some things, after all, need to be faced by oneself.”
“Sentimental, when have I ever seen you like this before?”
Zhao Chunyang smiled lightly and said, “In my opinion, this foolish bird won’t abide by the rules of the Sword Palace, it’s simple, just give it a beating.
One good beating, a cure for all ills.”
As he spoke, he turned to look at his junior brother.
“…”
The Law Enforcement looked at him with a peculiar gaze, “What are you looking at me for?”
“Don’t worry, you are my dear junior brother…
my brother, my beloved friend.”
Zhao Chunyang smiled and said, “I can’t bear to beat you.”
The Law Enforcement’s gaze grew even stranger; in his youth, he had been beaten quite often.
He knew.
His senior brother was right.
It’s just…
he was reluctant to take action against “that fellow” in the back mountain.
“Not much has been left by Sister Lian.”
The Law Enforcement gently said, “Since the Xuanshui Cave Heaven has already been gifted by you, I shall take custody of this ‘Vermilion Bird’.
As for how to handle it, I hope senior brother will not intervene.”
“What do you mean Xuanshui Cave Heaven has been gifted away by me?”
Zhao Chunyang reluctantly said, “Da Sui Sword Palace, Xuanshui Cave Heaven opens once every sexagenary, it’s a rule known to the entire world.
You should be glad that Xuanshui Cave Heaven wasn’t taken away by Prince Jiangning…
otherwise, as the Law Enforcement, are you planning to renege in front of tens of millions?”
Hearing this, the Law Enforcement calmly shook his head, “Even without Xie Zhen, if it were done ten thousand times over, Xie Sheng would still find it impossible to succeed.”
Zhao Chunyang paused for a moment.
“Xuanshui Cave Heaven is a blessing left for future generations with both virtue and ability,”
The Law Enforcement, lowering his eyes, said, “Xie Sheng is neither qualified nor capable of inheriting this cave heaven, nor does he have the ability to ‘ring the bell with Sword Qi’.”
“Let’s not talk about this anymore.”
“If I’m not mistaken, the Great Demon has likely ascended to the second realm of Yang God, hasn’t it?” Zhao Chunyang seriously queried.
“Hm?”
Upon hearing this, the Law Enforcement could not help but show a look of surprise.
It is well known that the Da Sui Sect Leader, with just a strand of Divine Thought, could monitor any part of the Sword Palace at will.
But Golden Turtle Peak was the sole exception; behind Golden Turtle Peak, the Law Enforcement Decree combined with the sealing of a Yang God Realm Great Practitioner’s Divine Soul, rendered it almost a realm unto itself.
The Tongtian Law Enforcer hadn’t expected this.
Under the blockade of Sword Qi, these subtle fluctuations in the air were all perceived by his senior fellow disciple.
“Junior brother, this is a Great Demon of the Yang God Realm.”
Zhao Chunyang, seeing the Law Enforcer’s expression, said helplessly with a smile, “What exactly has your Sword Qi ‘slackened’ into that it allows it to break through during its captivity?
This breakthrough might soon render Golden Turtle Peak’s Sword Intent unable to suppress it easily… If you keep overestimating your strength, not only will you fail to tame this Great Demon, but you might also bring harm to the Sword Palace.”
“…”
The Law Enforcer opened his mouth as if to speak, then stopped himself.
“I will handle this matter for you today.”
Zhao Chunyang said calmly, “After today, I will return a peace to Golden Turtle Peak, so those Law Enforcers won’t have to hear the Sword Sound day and night.”
“…Senior brother.”
The voice of the Law Enforcer carried a plea.
“Other matters may still be negotiated, but there is no leeway in this case.”
Zhao Chunyang lowered his eyelids and said gravely, “Once I am done with various matters, I plan to go into seclusion for a while.”
The Law Enforcer was stunned.
What did that mean?
In these ten years, hadn’t Da Sui Sword Palace been in Sealing Mountain, and the Sect Leader always in seclusion?
Recalling how his senior fellow disciple had previously “grasped” the fluctuations behind Golden Turtle Peak… The Law Enforcer suddenly realized the truth; these years, Zhao Chunyang hadn’t been in seclusion as the outside world claimed.
“Were you injured in that battle in the Imperial City?”
The eyes of the Law Enforcer shone brightly as he urgently asked.
“When Heavenly Persons go to war, how could it be without turmoil?”
Zhao Chunyang spoke warmly, “Rest assured, my seclusion is not because I was wounded in the battle… The Qin Family’s ancestor is indeed formidable, but not enough to force me into seclusion.”
The heart that the Law Enforcer had raised was finally put to rest.
“I seem to have seen a higher realm.”
With a casual statement from Zhao Chunyang, the Yang God Realm Tongtian Law Enforcer was suddenly stunned in place.
Yin God, Yang God.
These two realms may only differ by two words, but the difference between them is as vast as that between clouds and mud.
The Yin God has twenty realms.
The first realm and the twentieth realm are not on the same level at all.
And the gaps within the Yang God…
Are no smaller than those within the Yin God.
As a young Law Enforcer, he had looked up to his senior brother as if he were a high mountain, thinking that once promoted to “Yang God,” he would be able to see how high this mountain was, and how far exactly the summit was from him… but after his promotion, the Law Enforcer was utterly “despairing” because he still couldn’t see the summit of Zhao Chunyang’s mountain.
Yang God was only the threshold to see his senior brother.
The Law Enforcer couldn’t imagine what this “higher realm” was, something his senior brother, capable of battling the Qin Family’s ancestor in a Heavenly Person fight, was talking about now.
These four words were more elusive than clouds in the sky.
“Life and death are elusive and unpredictable.”
Zhao Chunyang spoke softly, “In these ten years, your senior brother has come to understand many principles, especially recently; my biggest ‘unsettled matter’ has finally settled.
Thus… I’ve decided to give it a try, whether or not I can breakthrough, this is my cultivation.”
“Senior brother…”
The Tongtian Law Enforcer murmured.
The next moment.
Zhao Chunyang took a step forward and instantly disappeared within the pavilion.
In just a moment, he had physically traversed the Purple Bamboo Forest and arrived at the Demon-locking Forbidden Land several miles away.
Even as the Sect Leader, without the Law Enforcement Decree, traversing the forbidden lands of Golden Turtle Peak still stirred the Sword Intent of the bamboo forest to retaliate.
Whizz whizz whizz!
The Sword Qi of the Purple Bamboo Forest surged, with countless Sword Intents chasing after him.
Unfortunately, when they struck his lotus robe, they deflected like raindrops, scattering as they hit the ground.
Zhao Chunyang stood with his hands behind his back, on the scorched earth that was emitting red flames.
He looked up at the giant firebird that was shackled by thousands of chains, its wings almost covering the sky.
The firebird roared angrily and flapped its wings, causing the Mystic Iron Chains to clink and clatter, shrouding the world in darkness.
The Sword Intent of the Tongtian Law Enforcement hung high above the Demon-locking Forbidden Land, continuously unleashing fierce force!
Unfortunately.
All that Sword Qi, no intent to kill.
This kind of Sword Qi, when landing on the firebird, only splashed a few drops of blood and stirred up a burst of fierce fire, but beyond that…
there was no greater damage.
The Vermilion Bird, bound by chains, magical formations, and Sword Qi, held its head high with pride, completely indifferent to this mere superficial Sword Qi.
It knew that Tongtian would not kill it.
One year, two years…
Several years passed.
This notion, along with the chains, had been deeply branded into its muscles and bones, gradually undergoing a transformation.
Now, it believed that Tongtian could not kill it.
Zhao Chunyang, looking upward, gazed at the proud Vermilion Bird that could cover half the sky, and calmly uttered two words, “Kneel down.”
With a bang!
After Zhao Chunyang uttered the words.
An overwhelming pressure, far surpassing that of the Purple Bamboo Forest and the Golden Turtle Peak’s Sword Intent, fell like a tidal wave from the sky.
“???”
The Vermilion Bird, having burst from the scorched earth, its eyes previously cold and proud, flashed with a horrified and disbelieving light.
It shrieked sharply, desperately trying to spread its wings against the sudden oppression…
but the pressure was too immense, and in just a moment, it smashed it from the sky to the ground!
The Vermilion Bird opened its fiery red beak in terror.
The winds howled fiercely.
A mass of red flames gathered in the air above the scorched earth, instantly forming a blazing sun.
Just as a high-pitched, piercing shriek was about to burst forth.
Zhao Chunyang’s voice rang out again.
Still just two calm and detached words.
“Shut up.”
The fierce wind extinguished in an instant, the blazing sun shattered in a moment, the hot flames that had been building up were utterly shattered and scattered by these two words, leaving only sporadic sparks drifting with the swaying of the lotus robe, settling together.
From then on, the Vermilion Bird was full of terror.
This massive creature obediently lay prostrate on the ground, daring not to look at the minuscule human the size of a grain of rice.
To make a Great Demon lower its proud head is actually not difficult.
You just need to prove that you are much stronger than it.
The iron rule of the Demon Race is the law of the jungle.
And Zhao Chunyang’s rule is simply that might makes right.
He had given the Law Enforcer junior brother long years to tame this Great Demon, but, unfortunately, the junior brother did not seize the opportunity.
“Listen carefully, I will only say this once.”
Zhao Chunyang spoke calmly, “If you violate even one rule, I will punch you to death.”
“???”
The Vermilion Bird’s eyes widened with fear as it retreated backward, its feathers trembling all over.
On this fellow.
He sensed a strong intent to kill.
To beat itself to death was not just talk…
This fellow would really do it, and he could actually accomplish it!
“First, from now on, before my junior brother nods, you may not step out of Golden Turtle Peak.”
Zhao Chunyang turned to look toward the place shrouded in mist and spoke somberly, “My junior brother, the one who played Flying Sword with you in the pavilion for sixty years…
For his sake, I spare your life.
Don’t think being in the Yang God Realm allows you to do whatever you want.
If you anger him, you will still suffer.”
“…”
The Vermilion Bird looked toward the pavilion, no longer daring to harbor any mocking thoughts.
Its body shivered uncontrollably.
What it feared was not the man’s junior brother in front of its eyes.
But the man himself.
“Second, tomorrow I will send a pure-blooded phoenix descendant girl to you.
You must teach her well without holding back anything.”
Zhao Chunyang’s expression was emotionless as he said, “If you dare have any crooked thoughts about her, you will suffer as well.”
The Vermilion Bird looked bewildered.
“Third…”
Zhao Chunyang paused for a few breaths.
The third rule, he did not verbalize.
Instead, he transmitted it with Divine Thought into the mind of the Great Demon Vermilion Bird.
“Third, if one day, my junior brother and I are no longer in the Sword Palace.”
“Then you must obey his commands.”
“If he orders you to die in battle, you must not resist.”
“If he tells you that you can leave the Sword Palace…
then you are free.”
The face of Xie Xuanyi was sent into the mind of the Great Demon Vermilion Bird.
The reptilian Great Demon looked bewildered as it stared at this face…
confused as it looked at the tall, elderly man in the lotus robe in front of it, somewhat perplexed.
“Alright…”
Zhao Chunyang didn’t say much, and spoke coldly, “If you remember these three rules, then offer up your Divine Soul and sign the contract.”
This was by no means a negotiation.
It was forcing the Vermilion Bird to offer up its Divine Soul—
What a domineering approach?!
Pressed to the ground and unable to move, the second realm Yang God Great Demon tried to scream in agony, but it found that under the heavy pressure, it couldn’t make even a slightest sound.
From the beginning to the end, it never had a choice.
Hot tears streamed down the Vermilion Bird’s eyes.
After much contemplation, it eventually bowed its noble head and spat out a fiery-red soul.
“My junior brother said you have a stubborn nature and are hard to tame.”
Zhao Chunyang nodded in satisfaction, he patted the big bird’s head gently, and chuckled softly, “I see…
it seems quite simple to me.”
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(I’ve not been in the best condition these past few days, letting everyone down.
But I’ve found my rhythm with this chapter, and I’ll try to write more at the end of the month.
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