Young Noble Be Monster Slaying

"Is this the work of sea demons?"

Xu Ziyang floated above the South Sea, his gaze sweeping over the calm, endless waters below. His divine sense stretched far and wide, but nothing felt out of place.

Dressed in white robes trimmed with gold, he stood tall and steady. His features hadn’t changed much, still sharp and striking. However, his eyes now glowed even more intensely. He used to give off this sharp and dangerous vibe like a sword out of its sheath. Now, he was like a sword resting in its sheath, his strength hidden beneath the surface.

Yet, his stance remained unchanged. He stood firm, his back as unwavering as a banner held high against the wind.

“Sea demons aren’t like those on land. Any trace of them—demonic or otherwise—disappears quickly in the water, making them harder to track,” said the young disciple beside him.

Three young disciples followed behind him—two boys and a girl, all around sixteen or seventeen. They were obviously talented. The gentle-looking girl glanced at Xu Ziyang’s back, her eyes shining with admiration.

They had grown up hearing stories of Xu Ziyang’s feats, and their hearts swelled with admiration for their brilliant and awe-inspiring senior brother.

Of the glorious generation of disciples from six years ago, Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai had already left, becoming figures of legends. Only Xu Ziyang remained, a tangible figure for the younger disciples of Mount Shu to look up to and follow.

"Demonic qi may get washed away, but the scent of blood lingers," Xu Ziyang said softly, drawing a palm-sized bronze vessel from his robes.

He opened the lid, and a golden spirit beast, shaped like a small loach, wriggled free. With a flick of his wrist, he sent the golden loach diving into the sea.

The golden light circled three times in the water before shooting south, picking up speed as it went.

"Follow it!" Xu Ziyang's voice rang out as he soared ahead.

The three young disciples hurried to form the Water-Repelling Seal, but before they could finish, Xu Ziyang’s longsword sang as it left its sheath. In an instant, it transformed into a radiant blade of light, slicing through the seawater and parting the ocean in its path. With the way clear, the four of them glided forward effortlessly, carried by the wind.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

They sliced through the waves!

This display left the younger disciples in awe. Even the two male disciples, not just the girl, watched in awe, stars shining in their eyes.

Wasn’t this the very freedom and power they pursued in their cultivation?

Land, sea, or sky—one strike could cleave through them all.

As the golden loach dove deeper, the waters around them darkened. Xu Ziyang’s foundational qi seemed endless, and the force of his blade did not waver.

Before long, a massive shadow loomed ahead.

A half-sunken, three-story ship lay tangled in thick seaweed, with part of a giant fish fin draped over it. Compared to the fin, the ship looked no larger than a child’s toy.

The fin belonged to a colossal black fish stretching deep into the ocean. Its dark scales gleamed faintly, pulsing with immense spiritual energy.

Such a colossal creature was rarely seen on land. It was even bigger than the peaks of Mount Shu, causing the young disciples to gasp in disbelief.

Xu Ziyang said, "This is the demonic beast that stirred the waves and dragged the ship away…"

Xu Ziyang’s eyes narrowed, glowing with sharp intensity as he pierced through the cold, murky waters. Their mission had been to locate this missing vessel, and at last, they had found it.

It was clear that the crew of the ship had ended up in the belly of the beast.

Boom—

The massive creature seemed to sense Xu Ziyang’s rising aura. Though the figures before it were as small as specks of dust, the sheer force of their presence was too terrifying to ignore. Its attention locked onto them.

Despite its enormous size, the creature moved with surprising agility. It twisted slightly, turning its head to open its colossal maw. Waves surged forward, carrying a dreadful, humming roar as they bore down on the group.

The young disciples scattered, darting away from the oncoming force.

But Xu Ziyang did not move. He stood his ground, eyes locked on the monster’s gaping mouth.

His sword left its sheath.

Hiss—

A colossal arc of sword light tore through the sea, slicing cleanly across the massive fish’s body. Dark blood surged from the wound, staining the water on both sides.

It was the Heaven-Raising Sword!

Though the immortal art was known to amplify sword energy, this level of power was rare. The young disciples watched in stunned silence, as if witnessing a divine miracle.

Were it not for the inconvenience of being underwater, they might have burst into applause for their senior brother.

Thud, thud.

The severed halves of the giant fish sank slowly toward the seabed. Moments later, two muffled thuds rumbled through the water, sending ripples across the sea floor. It was as if the entire sea had shuddered.

Rumble.

"That thing’s huge. Felt like an earthquake when it hit," one of the disciples chuckled.

"Yeah, all thanks to Senior Brother Xu’s unbeatable sword," another chimed in.

Rumble.

The tremors didn’t stop. Instead, they grew stronger with each passing second.

The young female disciple’s expression changed. "Wait, this… feels like an actual undersea earthquake?"

Just then, a faint song echoed through the water—distant yet unnervingly close. In the next moment, countless restless auras surged toward them at alarming speed.

Xu Ziyang’s brow furrowed sharply as he muttered, "Something’s wrong. The South Sea is awakening."

He turned, eyes narrowing at the distant waters where countless glowing eyes flickered like lanterns, all fixed on them.

"Get out of here!" Xu Ziyang roared. "Return to Mount Shu and report this!"

Boom!

…

"Senior Brother Xu led a few disciples to the South Sea to deal with sea demons. But while they were there, chaos broke out, and countless sea demons relocated from their lairs," Chu Liang explained. "By the time the disciples returned, the South Sea had pushed several miles inland. Sea demons flooded the area, and Senior Brother Xu… he’s still under the sea. He didn’t return with the others!"

Wang Xuanling immediately stood up. "What?!"

Dhyana Master Shenjie approached swiftly. "What happened?"

Chu Liang repeated the events once more.

Dhyana Master Shenjie’s brows drew together in a deep frown. "Chaos in the South Sea on this scale… and not a single immortal sect was warned? Are you absolutely sure?"

"Absolutely. One of my fellow disciples sent the message through the Circle of Immortality Cultivator Friends. Everyone here that joined can confirm it," Chu Liang replied.

The cultivators who had purchased tokens for the Circle of Immortality Cultivator Friends nodded, confirming they had seen the message.

Those without tokens exchanged glances, envy clear in their eyes. It felt as if they had been excluded.

"I’ll confirm it myself," Dhyana Master Shenjie said, his gaze narrowing.

Two beams of divine light shot from his eyes, stretching far to the south.

Dhyana Master Shenjie was using the Buddhist technique—the Heavenly Eye.

When cultivated to profound levels, it rivaled immortal arts, with effects similar to the Immortal Art: Heavenly Sight and Hearing.

"It’s true!" Dhyana Master Shenjie declared.

At that moment, Abbot Dayu reappeared, his calm voice resonating. "Young Hero Chu, it's all thanks to your warning. The chaos at the South Sea is no small matter. Let us pause the Heavenly Peak Banquet for now. Since everyone is present, we shall head to the South Sea together."

"We will follow the abbot!" the crowd responded in unison.

A mission like this rarely posed much danger but offered great merit in defending the Dao and vanquishing demons. Who wouldn’t want to take part?

Abbot Dayu gently raised his hand. Beneath each cultivator, five-colored lotus flowers blossomed, their petals unfurling with a soft glow and fragrant energy, lifting everyone into the air.

High above, a massive lotus bloomed from thin air. Its petals slowly unfurled, enveloping the crowd and forming a radiant platform beneath their feet.

This was the legendary artifact of the Buddhist Cloud Monastery—Dharma Lotus Platform!

During the great battle at Mount Shu, the Buddhist Cloud Monastery had intervened with righteous intent, using the Dharma Lotus Platform to block the True Form of Ksitigarbha.

This act of aid had been a great favor to the Mount Shu Sect.

The disciples of the Mount Shu Sect remembered this vividly.

As the cultivators stood upon the Dharma Lotus Platform, they felt the world blur around them. Wind howled past their ears, and the platform spun gently beneath their feet.

Through the petals, their divine senses stretched outward, catching glimpses of the world below. In mere moments, they had crossed thousands of miles.

They arrived above the turbulent South Sea, where the entire ocean thrashed violently. Seawater had surged nearly ten miles inland, swallowing countless coastal structures beneath its waves.

Amid the rising flood, shadows twisted and surfaced—countless demonic creatures emerging from the depths.

Beneath the waves lay a vast world, untouched by human presence. The sea held far more demonic creatures than the land ever did.

These sea demons lived longer lives, but their cultivation level was lower due to the lower concentration of spiritual qi in the sea. Most sea demons would become significantly weaker upon leaving the water. Only within the sea could they unleash the full extent of their power.

But now, as the sea expanded, these sea demons seized the chance to wreak havoc. Cries of anguish were muffled beneath the thunderous waves, often followed by the howls of the demons.

"Members of all immortal sects, act swiftly—rescue the people, slay the demons, and stop the sea monsters from advancing!"

Abbot Dayu, who had seemed frail just moments before, now radiated with brilliant Buddha's light. He now resembled the reincarnation of an Arhat.

A powerful and unshakable presence spread across the South Sea, pressing down like a mountain of divine authority.

Countless petals drifted from the lotus platform, each one precisely locating a civilian.

A soft glow radiated from the petals, forming a protective barrier that shielded the civilians from the sea demons' attack.

With his power alone, Abbot Dayu protected nearly all the surviving civilians.

The cultivators from various immortal sects descended immediately, rescuing civilians and slaying the demons.

It was at this point that those who did not attend the Heavenly Peak Banquet and those outside the Mount Shu Sect received news of the crisis.

Fortunately, the Heavenly Peak Banquet had taken place that very day, bringing many members of the immortal sects together.

Another stroke of luck was the swift messaging through the Circle of Immortality Cultivator Friends, enabling the rapid assembly of a powerful force to confront the crisis.

Had the other immortal sects received news later and delayed gathering their forces, it was likely that only one in ten coastal residents might have survived.

The South Sea had long been the calmest of all the sea regions. What could have triggered such a sudden and violent change?

Wang Xuanling gazed at the demon-infested waters and said, "I’ll head in to investigate."

"Grand Peak Master Wang!" Dhyana Master Shenjie stepped forward, raising a hand to stop him. "The sea reeks of demonic energy. Who knows what lies beneath? It’s too dangerous to go in now."

"I know the risks," Wang Xuanling replied, "but my disciple is in there."

"I’ll go with Senior Uncle Wang," Chu Liang said firmly, stepping forward without hesitation.

"Eldest Senior Brother is still in there. I’m going too!" Lin Bei insisted.

"Stay behind and provide backup," Chu Liang replied. "The sea is dangerous. If you come along, I’ll have to protect you—and that’s one less hand to fight with. By staying here, you’re giving me another."

Lin Bei blinked. Oh... So that’s what it means to be brothers as close as hands and feet.

Dhyana Master Shenjie met Wang Xuanling’s unwavering gaze, hesitating for a brief moment before silently offering a sword case.

By the rules, the Mount Shu Sect hadn’t made the payment, so the Demon-Slaying Sword shouldn’t be handed over yet.

Nevertheless, without another word, Dhyana Master Shenjie placed it in Wang Xuanling’s hands.

"Take care," he said quietly.

Wang Xuanling didn’t say much; he just expressed his gratitude. "Thank you."

Then he drew the Demon-Slaying Sword and plunged into the waves. He did not even need to use the blade on any of the sea demons in his path, as the sheer force of the aura of the Demon-Slaying Sword would spread out and kill them instantly.

Chu Liang followed closely, the wind roaring around him, pushing him forward with ease as he kept pace.

Before long, the shore faded into the distance, and they pressed deeper into the open sea.

Above them, the sky darkened with thick clouds blotting out the stars and moon.

A faint, eerie song echoed through the darkness, drifting around them like a whisper carried by the sea.

"Starlight falls upon the sea of blood, the moon shines on a boat of bones~

"Traveler, do not open your eyes, for the Hallowed Mother gazes upon you~"

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Translator: GT

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