Young Noble Be Monster Slaying-Chapter 810: Senior Brother Only Cares About Money (I)

Mount Bailu, Jiangnan.

With rivers winding toward the sea and an abundance of spiritual energy saturating its land, Mount Bailu was centrally located between the headquarters of the Divine Nine and Terrestrial Ten immortal sects. It had long been the chosen site for their grand gatherings.

On this day, the sky was exceptionally clear. Atop the vast gray-stone courtyard on the mountain’s summit, eighteen banners representing the Divine Nine and Terrestrial Ten fluttered in the wind. Only the banner of Taotie City was missing as it had been removed. The purpose of this gathering was to choose its replacement.

Seated calmly in a corner, Huyan Dong, the representative of Mount Mang City, wore a faint smile. Behind him stood two distinct groups. One consisted of his trusted former subordinates from Taotie City, a handful of whom he had managed to gather. The other was the notorious Mount Mang rebels, whose sharp-eyed, fierce, and hostile demeanor set them apart from Huyan Dong's old allies.

Many who saw Huyan Dong greeted him with slight surprise. They had heard that the former lord of Taotie City was now leading Mount Mang City, but seeing him actively working for it in person felt strangely out of place.

One had to wonder if the rebels of Mount Mang had a talent for capturing people, seeing as they not only seized Taotie City but also managed to keep its former leader. Or perhaps it was simply that Huyan Dong, a businessman at heart, simply saw further ahead than these old-school cultivators.

As representatives from various immortal sects arrived, Huyan Dong greeted them effortlessly. Most were familiar faces he had encountered before. However, when the Great Astral Sect entered, he noticed two unfamiliar figures.

At the forefront of the group walked a man and a woman, hand in hand. The man, clad in fitted combat attire with a sword strapped to his back, was strikingly handsome, radiating an air of heroic strength. Beside him, the woman wore a flowing purple dress adorned with golden hairpins. Her bright golden eyes sparkled with playful intelligence.

They were none other than Li Fujian and Ji Lingyu, a young couple who had married early in life.

Among the younger generation of the Great Astral Sect, Yun Chaoxian had always been regarded as the wisest. However, after Li Fujian married, he essentially had gained a second brain, one that was far more intelligent. Since then, many of the sect’s matters had been entrusted to him, though it was Ji Lingyu’s wisdom guiding the way.

Of course, it wasn’t as if Yun Chaoxian didn’t have support; it was just that his partner was Miss Tie Chui. Them being together was more like a case of Dumb and Dumber.

Meanwhile, Ji Lingyu and Ji Lingfeng’s ongoing competition over who could stay away from home the longest showed no signs of ending. Ji Lingyu had gotten married while Ji Lingfeng had found a job. With neither backing down, it was hard to tell whose determination was stronger. At this rate, it seemed like a winner wouldn’t be decided anytime soon.

Although Li Fujian had risen to become highly relied upon in recent years, he was still part of the younger generation. By conventional standards, he was not yet qualified to represent the Great Astral Sect at such a rare gathering of the Divine Nine and Terrestrial Ten. Perhaps this was the sect’s way of conveying their dissatisfaction.

After all, they had placed their full support behind War Tomb Mountain as a formidable contender, or so they had thought. But yesterday, Qiu Fenglie, the lord of War Tomb Mountain, suffered a public defeat at the hands of Zhang Chen.

While Zhang Chen had caught Qiu Fenglie off guard by wielding the Remnant Scroll of Righteous Qi, that didn’t mean he was stronger than Qiu Fenglie. In a life-or-death duel, Zhang Chen would not be able to use the Remnant Scroll of Righteous Qi to land a killing strike, and Qiu Fenglie would have very likely found a way to counter and ultimately defeat Zhang Chen.

However, the fight between Zhang Chen and Qiu Fenglie had been an official duel in the arena. With three commands issued with the Spoken Divine Law, Zhang Chen forced Qiu Fenglie to step out of the arena.

As a man of integrity, Qiu Fenglie made no excuses. He openly admitted defeat and announced War Tomb Mountain’s withdrawal from the Terrestrial Ten Grand Selection.

As a result, the Great Astral Sect attended only as spectators this time, no longer feeling like true contenders.

Thus, when the huge group of Confucian cultivators from the Ascending Dragon Academy, Noblemen's Hall, and the Yushan Academy arrived together, Li Fujian’s face made it clear that he was not happy.

Zhang Chen, leading the Yushan Academy, was undoubtedly the most celebrated figure at the moment, drawing the attention of everyone present. Yet, his expression remained composed, showing not even the slightest trace of arrogance as he politely nodded in acknowledgment to those around him.

Zhang Chen was a prodigy who had risen to fame and reached the Dao Attainment Realm at a young age. In addition, he defeated a powerful cultivator with far more experience. Under normal circumstances, he would be rightfully recognized as the top genius of his generation.

Unfortunately, this generation was overflowing with exceptional talents.

Yang Shenlong, Chu Liang, and Xu Ziyang had all reached the Dao Attainment Realm before him. With more cultivators on the verge of breaking through to the Dao Attainment Realm, Zhang Chen’s achievement was impressive but did not shine as brightly as it might have in another era.

Just as the Confucian cultivators took their seats, the delegation from the Mount Shu Sect arrived.

Wang Xuanling, as the grand peak master, continued to oversee foreign affairs. While he was not the strongest among the peak masters, the two who surpassed him were either too quiet or too much of an embarrassment. As a result, the highly respected Old Wang’s position remained unshakable.

Xu Ziyang, the eldest disciple of Jade Sword Peak, followed closely behind. With such a piercing gaze, he stood tall with an upright posture. On his back, a bronze sword case rested, seemingly hiding a sword of unmatched caliber.

Beside Xu Ziyang walked Huan Leisheng, the sect leader of the Talismanic Sect.

Mister Huan didn’t look too pleased. Chu Liang had been wandering around all this time and had only returned to Mount Shu yesterday. When Huan Leisheng asked about his preparations for the Terrestrial Ten Grand Selection, Chu Liang responded with just one word: "Calm."

That left Huan Leisheng at a loss for words. The Talismanic Sect had no cultivation legacy, no disciples, and hadn’t even attempted to secure votes. How were they supposed to compete? While other sects were maintaining stability and adjusting to changes, they seemed to have already accepted defeat.

Yet, Chu Liang simply repeated the same words he always said, "I have it all planned."

Huan Leisheng muttered inwardly, If you say to stay calm, then I guess I should.

For a brief moment, he couldn’t help but suspect that CEO Chu had nominated the Talismanic Sect merely to make up the numbers. He even wondered if there had never been any real intention of helping the Talismanic Sect secure a place in the Terrestrial Ten.

With these doubts lingering in his mind, he silently followed the Mount Shu Sect delegation and took his seat.

After Xu Ziyang took his seat, Zhang Chen glanced over, nodded politely, and asked with a smile, "Is Young Hero Chu not attending such an important gathering today?"

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Given the scale of the gathering, he had thought Chu Liang would surely be present. Xu Ziyang was strong, but everyone knew that Chu Liang was the face of the Mount Shu Sect in this new generation. Of course, that was after Jiang Yuebai left.

Had Jiang Yuebai still been around, she would have remained the head disciple. Having a woman take the lead had always been a tradition of the Mount Shu Sect after all.

Xu Ziyang responded, "He had an important matter to attend to, so he won't be here."

The Mount Shu Sect was only attending for the sake of formality and to uphold their reputation. Since it was not a serious matter, Chu Liang didn’t need to be present. Even Xu Ziyang hadn’t planned to come, but Wang Xuanling insisted on bringing his prized disciple to ensure the sect had a respectable presence.

"Oh?" Li Fujian leaned in with interest and asked, "What could possibly be more pressing than securing a spot in the Terrestrial Ten? Didn’t your sect nominate a contender?"

"Mm..." Xu Ziyang pondered for a moment before replying, "The iron-eating beast of Silver Sword Peak is relocating today."

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Di Nufeng gently placed the noticeably plumper iron-eating beast beside the table, where an assortment of specially prepared bamboo shoots braised in rice wine and platters of spirit fruits awaited.

Seeing the feast, the little creature's tiny eyes gleamed with excitement.

"OOOOOOOOOOOH!!!"

After returning from the Jiuli Hidden Realm, Chu Liang suggested renaming it Chujiu, combining a character from Chuchu and another from Jiuli Supreme Harbinger of Doom. Since it had been born and raised in the Jiuli Hidden Realm, the name served as a lasting reminder of its past.

Of course, the little one didn’t care what name the humans gave it. All it knew was that the spirit fruit in front of it smelled delicious. It eagerly buried its face into the feast, munching noisily.

Xu Ziyang had spoken the truth. Today truly was the relocation celebration of the iron-eating beast. It had previously been living in a simple, hastily built den on Silver Sword Peak, roughly of the same standard as the Golden-Furred Hou’s. However, a few days ago, when Di Nufeng was refining a bronze fragment, that small house was completely obliterated.

And so, Chu Liang assigned a major project to the Hall of Construction, commissioning them to build a vast bamboo grove on the opposite side of Silver Sword Peak. Located directly across from the now-sealed Berry Wonderland, this lush new area featured towering trees, flowing streams, and an abundance of spirit bamboo and spirit fruits. It was an ideal home designed just for the iron-eating beast.