Please, Young Master, Slay the Demon!-Chapter 26 - Appearance_1

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Chapter 26 -26 Appearance_1

“Chu Liang, something has happened…” The one who barged in was Lin Bei.

He rushed in with a panicked look, then paused when he saw the situation in the room, “Teacher Song is here too, huh, quite the party.”

Those standing, those lying, enough people for a mahjong table.

“What are you doing here, where’s Li Jue?” Chu Liang asked.

“Li Jue has disappeared!” Lin Bei said anxiously.

“What?”

“I was watching outside, there was no sound or movement from inside for a long time, it was strange. I knocked on the door only to find the window open and Li Jue nowhere in sight!” Lin Bei said, “I came straight to you as quickly as I could.”

“You didn’t hear any suspicious sounds?” Chu Liang asked.

“No.” Lin Bei shook his head, “I didn’t detect any unusual aura or sound, I suspect he may have slipped away on his own, but I have no idea why he would do such a thing.”

“He might still be hiding something from us, Li Jue could also be a target of Situ Yan…” Chu Liang quickly connected the dots, his eyebrows furrowing as he pondered: “I have no idea where he has gone. What should we do?”

“I… I can try.” Song Qingyi suddenly suggested.

“You have a way to find Li Jue?” Both Lin Bei and Chu Liang asked her.

“Yes.” Song Qingyi nodded, then effortlessly pulled out a half-page of old golden-colored paper. Although it was blank it exuded a spiritual aura.

Her right hand shaped into a writing utensil, gently sweeping across the half-page, instantly a cinnabar-red light emerged, forming words under her fingertips.

Li… Jue…

After writing the name, Song Qingyi tossed the half-page into the sky. It spun in the air thrice then, as if it had found a direction, released a clear light downwards and flew out of the window.

“Follow it.” Song Qingyi commanded, following the guiding light she flew herself out of the window.

“Someone has to stay and look after him.” Chu Liang pointed at Yan Xiaohu.

“I’ll do it.” This time, Lin Bei readily volunteered to stay behind.

Chu Liang nodded, then chased after Song Qingyi, flying out himself.

Only Yan Xiaohu and Lin Bei were left, exchanging glances.

After a slight pause, Yan Xiaohu cautiously asked: “So…what should we do now?”

Lin Bei considered, then suggested: “Let’s order some food first.”

“Huh?” Yan Xiaohu was stunned.

Lin Bei casually sat down, “then wake them up, we can continue the music, continue to dance!”

“Is that alright?” Yan Xiaohu scratched his head, “I’m still in danger, right?”

“Don’t worry with me watching over you.” Lin Bei slapped his shoulder, “Although the last person I was supposed to be watching disappeared…but that was purely an accident, I hope it will be successful this time…”

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Meanwhile…

Chu Liang followed Song Qingyi and the half-page golden paper, swiftly exiting the city gates, in between he praised: “Teacher Song, your magic artifact is really handy. As long as you know the name, is there anyone in this world that you can’t find?”

“Not really, my cultivation is not strong enough, I can only track individuals within and around Yanjiao City.” Song Qingyi replied.

“That’s still very impressive.” Chu Liang said.

Song Qingyi added: “This Half-Page Golden Book is a treasure my master gave me for self-protection on this trip, it has many uses, but I still haven’t wholly mastered it.”

Chu Liang fell silent for a moment.

Her master is really nice, huh, why do I feel sad?

However, he knew that it wasn’t just about Empress Feng. In Shu Mountain, unless a disciple is outstanding or has achieved great deeds, being bestowed magical treasures by the master is a rare event. Even if you’re not from the poverty-stricken Silver Sword Peak, it’s still the same situation.

However, in other immortal sects, it’s a very common occurrence.

All in all, it boils down to differences in sect philosophies.

Especially amongst the three teachings, Confucian cultivators differ slightly from the other two. Besides focusing on divine skills, Confucians place greater emphasis on knowledge and virtue, particularly in the Scholar’s Academy.

With Song Qingyi’s level of cultivation, she wouldn’t receive this kind of attention in other sects. But in the Scholar’s Academy, she might secure the elders’ regard with her scholarly and virtuous characteristics.

The Half-page Golden Book didn’t fly fast, and after a while, it finally arrived at a familiar place.

The back hill of the academy, by the small lake.

“Li Jue is here.”

“Don’t rush, let’s take a look first.”

After confirming their location from afar, Song Qingyi put away her magical treasures and the night sky returned to silence. The two slowly went forward, and soon, they saw a slender figure by the lake.

“Why…”

The figure was mumbling something to the lake water. From the voice and silhouette, it was indeed Li Jue.

“Why did you kill so many people…” Li Jue’s voice was full of pain.

“I was the one who caused your death, wouldn’t it be better if you just came to kill me directly? Why do you keep killing people…”

“Hmm?” Chu Liang, who was observing in secret, brightened his gaze.

As expected.

Li Jue was hiding something.

“That day when you tied me up and wanted to scar my face, I was so scared that I desperately struggled… and accidentally pushed you into the lake. I was so terrified at the time that I didn’t care about anything else and ran all the way home.”

“After a long time, I began to wonder if you’d be in danger after falling into the lake… But when I ran back to check on you, I heard the news that someone had drowned in the lake…”

“I didn’t do it on purpose… But yes, I was the one who caused your death.”

“These days I have been very afraid, and I have been evading… But now I don’t want to run away anymore…”

“Situ Yan, if you have really become a ghost, then come find me. Don’t kill anyone else.”

“…”

His voice, broken and intermittent, was carried to Chu Liang and Song Qingyi by the wind.

So, it was Li Jue who directly caused Situ Yan’s drowning, rather than Situ Yan committing suicide. No wonder Li Jue was so afraid. These days, he had been trapped in the guilt of causing a death and the fear of the resentful spirit seeking revenge, and had thus been subjected to unimaginable mental torment.

Today, he must have been unable to bear this torment any longer, which is why he ran over here.

However, even though he had been talking to himself for a long time, nothing unusual had happened.

Li Jue looked up at his surroundings. “Are you not here, or do you just not want to show up? Fine… then I’ll go down and atone…”

He muttered something, got up and walked towards the lake water down below.

If his appearance was any indication, it seemed he was going to kill himself.

“Li…” Song Qingyi immediately wanted to get up to stop him, but Chu Liang pulled her back.

“Wait a little longer,” said Chu Liang in a low voice.

Then, they saw Li Jue walk to the edge of the shore. He seemed to hesitate for a moment, but it didn’t take long for him to harden his heart and jump!

Just when Song Qingyi wanted to forcibly intervene, suddenly, a cold wind blew!

The wind was so cold and eerie, it seemed to create waves on the flat ground, coming from all directions and somehow pushing Li Jue, who was halfway to the water, back onto the shore.

Thump, Li Jue fell to the ground, but he immediately rolled over and got up: “Situ Yan, is that you?”

The fierce wind gathered into a human shape in front of him, then dispersed in the blink of an eye.

Leaving only a ghostly shadow in place.

It was a woman dressed in scholar’s attire, half of her face covered with a thick scar. Other than the rumored Situ Yan, there could be none other.

Upon seeing the ghost he had long feared, Li Jue seemed to wear a look of relief, “You have finally come to see me.”

Chu Liang and Song Qingyi at his side also braced themselves.

This thick yin energy was clearly not that of an ordinary resentful spirit, and her solidified form was evidence enough. Although they did not know what had happened to grant her such cultivation…

One thing was certain.

Situ Yan was the Masked Ghost!