Chapter 501: I'm Sorry

Swoosh—

In this crucial moment, Chu Liang had no time to worry about other matters and immediately activated Dimension Compression to dodge the incoming strike. Fortunately, there was no longer any black snow outside Fengya Mountain, which granted him more freedom.

This sudden shift in movement, however, made the black-robed elder suspicious.

"Dimension Compression?" The elder’s figure flickered and appeared right in front of Chu Liang. "Which hall do you belong to?"

Chu Liang wanted to shout, "I’m your dear Fifty-Eighth! We have talked in the Soul Subjugator Token for so many days. I’m the only normal one—how could you not recognize me?"

However, he understood, logically, that this was not the right action to take. After all, he had just informed the Eastern-Route Guider that all three of them were on Fengya Mountain. Additionally, he couldn’t use any of the unique divine techniques of the Soul Subjugators. If he were interrogated and asked to prove his identity, he would certainly fail.

Throughout their interactions, the Eastern-Route Guider had only communicated with them through the Soul Subjugator Token. He had never met them face-to-face, and who would have thought their first meeting would turn out this way?

With no other option, he replied, "I’m from White-Bone Hall. What made you attack the instant you arrived?"

"I am the Eastern-Route Guider under the Violet Gold Marquess. If you see me and do not bow, I have the right to punish you."

During the prime of the White Silver King and Violet Gold Marquess, they wielded tremendous power as the Left and Right Guardians of the Dark King Sect. Many of their subordinates would trample over the ordinary disciples of the Four Halls of Darkness, leading to deep-rooted grievances. But now, with the death of the White Silver King and the disappearance of the Violet Gold Marquess, these Soul Subjugators were forced to keep their heads down. How could they still strut around as if they owned the place?

Sure enough, the black-robed elder was none other than the Eastern-Route Guider, intentionally picking a fight, clearly with the intention of capturing someone for interrogation.

This fucker really knows how to choose his targets. He picked someone from his own side...

Chu Liang couldn't help but curse inwardly.

He could only reply, "The White-Bone Hall has been on duty at the outskirts of Fengya Mountain the entire time, which is why I did not recognize the great Guider; please forgive me."

Chu Liang said this to inform the Eastern-Route Guider that he had been here all along. By doing so, he wanted to convey that he had no knowledge of what was happening beyond the outskirts, hoping the Eastern-Route Guider would target someone else.

With Jiang Guo by his side, he was not intimidated by the Eastern-Route Guider at all.

However, the Eastern-Route Guider served as the only one that could connect them to the Violet Gold Marquess. If he were to die, their connection to the Violet Gold Marquess would be severed.

In order to prevent the big fish from slipping away, they couldn't kill this guider just yet. Thus, Chu Liang answered in this manner, hoping the Guider would leave them be.

To his astonishment, the Eastern-Route Guider nodded slightly after hearing this and asked, "Who is this child, then?"

He glanced at little Jiang Guo, who was staring at him with a fierce look.

In fact, from the moment the elder launched his attack on Chu Liang, Jiang Guo had been eager to step in. It was the way Chu Liang looked at her that told her not to make a move, so she obediently held back.

At this moment, the aura of death that enveloped her had dissipated. Wearing a plump red jacket and holding half a fruit with juice still on her lips... she just looked like an ordinary, silly child. The Eastern-Route Guider didn't see anything unusual.

"I don't know," Chu Liang replied. "She’s probably a child who got lost nearby. I felt sorry for her, so I gave her a few fruits to eat."

"How kind of you," the Eastern-Route Guider said with a chuckle. Then, without warning, he raised his hand, and a torrent of yin qi surged forth!

"You used an immortal art that reeks of righteousness. Clearly, you are an undercover agent in our sect. Die!" the elder shouted.

The yin qi surrounding him morphed into countless soul apparitions, surging toward Chu Liang with a deadly intent.

Swoosh—

Gritting his teeth, Chu Liang used Dimension Compression two more times to dodge the oncoming soul apparitions while shouting, "Punch him!"

As soon as these words were spoken, little Jiang Guo immediately stopped holding back her anger.

This old man suddenly appeared, interrupted her while she was eating, and even attacked the kind person who had given her fruit.

If she didn’t give him a good punch, quelling this anger would be quite difficult.

The little girl leaped into action, and with the hand not holding the fruit, she quickly formed a fist and hit the Eastern-Route Guider right in the face.

It was a fierce punch, filled with her pent-up anger, equivalent to the pure strength of a seventh-realm cultivator.

Boom—

"Ah..." The Eastern-Route Guider's scream barely reached anyone's ears as his body was launched into the sky, fading away into a lone star in the distance.

As he flew off, Chu Liang vaguely heard the sound of bones cracking, and several broken teeth seemed to fall to the ground. The sight sent a shiver up his spine and made his scalp tingle.

In terms of sheer strength alone, this little girl might be on par with his esteemed teacher.

However, she hadn't cultivated any divine abilities, so her power was considerably less. If his esteemed teacher had thrown a punch infused with Samadhi True Fire, this old man would never have had the opportunity to lose his teeth.

When the old man was sent flying away, Jiang Guo turned and looked at Chu Liang with a big smile. He quickly gave a thumbs-up in praise.

...

On Fengya Mountain.

Luo Yao and Monk Pushan followed closely behind Ghost Face, standing guard at a prominent mountain pass. They had just cleared a wave of the tide of yin entities attacking the mountain, slaying all the wandering souls and wild ghosts in the black mist.

With the arrival of the White-Bone Hall's master, Ghost Face went off to report, leaving the two of them at their post.

Monk Pushan couldn't help but say, "I have no idea where Chu Liang is or how he’s doing. This place is crawling with demons and ghosts. I hope nothing bad has happened to him. I told you earlier that we should spend more time looking for him..."

Luo Yao replied, "Didn't he just say through the Soul Subjugator Token that he is on Fengya Mountain too? He must be fine."

During their earlier retreat into Fengya Mountain, Chu Liang couldn’t leave because Guo Zhanfeng clung to him like glue, so they left first. Being separated from Chu Liang in a place like this left them feeling somewhat anxious.

"Speaking of which, why hasn’t there been any news in the Soul Subjugator Token for some time..." Monk Pushan murmured. "The Eastern-Route Guider mentioned he would capture someone for interrogation and then scout the area for the Violet Gold Marquess. Once that’s done, the Marquess should arrive. Why is there still no update? Could he have failed such a simple task?"

"Probably not," Luo Yao said as she shook her head.

The two were conversing in a way where one would speak ten sentences while the other would respond with just one.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept in from afar. They spotted Ghost Face descending from a distance, dragging "Chu Liang" while cursing continuously.

"Do you think this is your backyard? Wandering around like that? The sect leader as well as the masters of the four halls were all inside. Even I could only stand guard outside. If you had recklessly barged in, you would've lost your life on the spot! I always thought you were reliable; how could you suddenly act so recklessly..."

"You had been assigned that mountain earlier, but your inability to handle the tide of yin entities gave the ghosts a chance to reach Fengya Mountain so quickly. The hall master scolded me again. If there are any repercussions this time, you can kiss your position as chamber master goodbye!"

Ghost Face continued to scold for quite some time, but Chu Liang remained silent. Instead, he looked at Monk Pushan and Luo Yao, appearing somewhat puzzled.

Monk Pushan stepped forward and said, "Old Chamber Master, please don’t scold him anymore. Our chamber master didn’t do it on purpose. He might not be aware of what happened since he arrived late and was in a hurry to find us, which is why he ended up in the wrong place."

The scolded "Chu Liang" glanced around, assessed the situation of these people, and then looked back at Ghost Face.

"How dare you still look at me? Do you think that my scoldings were unfair?" Ghost Face continued to speak angrily.

Pah.

Suddenly, Chu Liang slapped Ghost Face, the sound reverberating loudly.

This stunned Luo Yao and Monk Pushan. Chu Liang had always been the most composed and reliable among them; how could he lose his temper after just a few scoldings? Was he dropping the act and rebelling?

This place was covered in black snow and teeming with diabolical cultivators. If a fight broke out, it would undoubtedly attract attention from all directions, especially the terrifying sect leader of the Dark King Sect. Secretly taking out Ghost Face would not be easy...

What surprised them even more was that after the slap, Ghost Face appeared dazed for a moment. Then, he turned to Chu Liang and said respectfully, "I’m sorry."

Huh?