Young Noble Be Monster Slaying-Chapter 832: Vessel of God

As the prow of the ship appeared, a curtain of light spilled across the sky, capturing the attention of all who saw it. At its front stood a figure, tall and poised, radiating elegance and an otherworldly grace that was impossible to ignore.

There he stood, at the prow of the ship, hand in hand with a graceful figure in white, her robes rippling with the breeze. Who else could she be if not Jiang Yuebai?

"Chu Liang?!"

At the sight of him, some were shocked, others disheartened, a few overjoyed, and many simply confused.

The countless onlookers and all of the Mount Shu Sect were left stunned. Why had the very disciple whose actions had sparked this entire war returned now, at the final hour?

Of all who watched, it was Venerable Wen Yuan who felt the greatest grief. He had believed that if Chu Liang survived, the Mount Shu Sect’s legacy could live on. So long as that ember remained, the flame could one day rise again. He never thought the boy would come back, acting on impulse and trying to defy fate and save the sect himself.

Daoist Cangsheng, on the other hand, was delighted. He had believed Chu Liang would flee, leaving the Penglai Supreme Sect to face lingering enmity from the Mount Shu Sect. That was why he had chosen to crush the sect entirely today. But now, if Chu Liang had returned at the final moment... wouldn't this be the perfect opportunity to destroy them all at once?

And the one who was confused... was Lin Bei. He looked up at the sky and thought, Seriously, at a time like this... how does my bro still look this cool?

Chu Liang stood at the very front of the ship. He didn't stand there to look cool. He raised his hand, pointed ahead, and directed, "Esteemed Senior, ram it straight through!"

Inside the cabin, the Whale-Riding Immortal gripped a sword-hilt-shaped lever embedded in the console. With a powerful thrust downward, he focused his divine sense and poured all his cultivation energy into the vessel.

Boom!

As for the origins of this ship, one would have to rewind the clock to just moments earlier.

In the Heavenly Palace of the Sword Domain, the Whale-Riding Immortal drew the Sacred White Emperor Sword as it resonated with the White Pagoda. To his surprise, the legendary weapon had already been shattered, leaving only the hilt intact.

With the sacred sword shattered, its sword soul tried to flee, carrying away the last of its spiritual energy. If it escaped, their entire journey would have been for nothing. But if they could capture it and someday find materials worthy of forging a legendary artifact, they might be able to craft a new legendary weapon.

Of course, that was easier said than done. Forging a legendary artifact required three things—materials, craftsmanship, and immense spiritual energy—and none of these were things the current world could easily provide.

Chu Liang’s airship, the Lianglong, collided with the sword soul and brought it to a stop. Immediately afterward, the bronze talisman, created from Tribulation-Forged Divine Bronze, flew out. The moment it joined with the sword soul, a miracle began to unfold.

In hindsight, Chu Liang realized that the Tribulation-Forged Divine Bronze wasn’t just artifact-grade material. It was also crafted with the ancient forging techniques of god Jiuli. That sudden burst of bronze and flame must have been the final memory of the bronze city’s spirit, left behind by god Jiuli. It instinctively merged with and refined the sword soul, binding it into itself.

The sword soul was formless, and so was the spirit of the bronze. If nothing had interfered, their fusion could have given birth to a new legendary sword.

At that precise moment, within the chaotic swirl of energy, the airship Lianglong remained. It had just struck the sword soul and had not yet triggered its own destruction. By sheer coincidence, it became the vessel for their fusion.

At the end of the fusion, a colossal bronze airship stood in the skies.

It bore the Dao essence of the Cloud of Determination, drawn from the Sacred White Emperor Sword, which was the origin of that very Dao. It had the durability of Tribulation-Forged Divine Bronze, the last surviving remnant of High God Jiuli. And it retained the streamlined form of the Lianglong, which Chu Liang had paid Wen Yulong to build and had spent a great deal of money to modify. It stood as the finest example of modern aesthetics in the world of immortality cultivation.

As they boarded the vessel, a sense of disbelief lingered in the air. Had they truly just witnessed the birth of a legendary artifact?

Yet, the bronze airship’s three components still felt mismatched. The Tribulation-Forged Bronze responded smoothly to control, but the sword soul within refused to obey, clearly not yet fully bound to them.

In that moment, the Whale-Riding Immortal drew forth the sword hilt from earlier and set it into the airship’s control console. As soon as it connected, the sword soul fell silent and obeyed as they had expected.

The entire Heavenly Palace of the Sword Domain had once been controlled by the sword soul. Now, the bronze airship held control over the hidden realm. With no time to rescue those still inside, the Whale-Riding Immortal simply stored the hidden realm containing the Heavenly Palace away.

He had done so because Chu Liang had revealed something even more urgent that required their immediate attention.

The moment the hidden realm opened again, a flood of backlogged messages poured into Chu Liang’s Circle of Immortal Friends Token. Only then did he learn that the Penglai Supreme Sect had declared all-out war on the Mount Shu Sect, and the sect now stood on the brink of collapse.

They had to go back and protect their home!

The Whale-Riding Immortal launched the airship. It let out a roar like rolling thunder and ripped through the void. In an instant, it shattered the barrier between reality and illusion, escaped the Divine Ruins, and arrived high above Mount Shu.

As a flying vessel, its speed was more than satisfactory. But there were moments when it felt like more than a ship. It was something else entirely. It was... a sword.

As the Whale-Riding Immortal pushed the hilt forward and the ship plunged into motion, he felt the sword soul stir with excitement. It craved battle, and it yearned to cut down all that needed to be cut.

Whoosh!

As the airship raced forward, the surroundings were filled with the overwhelming sword qi it released. The sight was so powerful that it seemed to shake the very world.

BOOM!

When it collided with the Celestial Cosmic Ring, an even more shocking sight unfolded. The wall of the hidden realm, though weakened by the Xuanhuang Battle Armor, was still seen as indestructible by the other Eminent Ones.

However, at the moment of impact, the shattered edge of the outer layer collapsed instantly. The bronze airship pushed forward, piercing into the Celestial Cosmic Ring’s outer layer and releasing a deafening screech of grinding metal and a torrent of dazzling sparks!

BOOOM!

With just one strike, the Celestial Cosmic Ring fell from the sky and slammed into the earth. The impact was so great that half of the Southern Regions trembled that day.

Daoist Cangsheng’s face drained of color. He didn’t know the origins of this legendary artifact, but when his eyes met the piercing gaze of the young man at the bow, a chill ran down his spine. For the first time, he felt fear when thinking of the name Chu Liang.

Inwardly, he screamed, It’s him! He really does have the power to destroy Penglai! This isn’t an exaggeration!

Yet even so, he did not hesitate. He wove a series of changing hand seals, then extended a single finger and released an attack that carried the eternal might of the Great Dao of Infinity, powered by the flow of endless years.

Daoist Cangsheng wasn’t the only one making a move. The Whale-Riding Immortal, now more familiar with the airship after the first strike, twisted the sword hilt sharply. The airship looped around and charged directly at Daoist Cangsheng once more.

Whoosh!

As sword qi erupted around it, the bronze airship charged ahead, nullifying the effects of the Great Dao of Infinity in its path. It flew straight toward Daoist Cangsheng!

Di Nufeng was watching the battle from below. Though she didn’t recognize the ship, she had no trouble recognizing her own disciple standing atop it. She immediately shouted with excitement, "Ram him good! If it doesn’t kill him, at least break his legs!"

BOOM!

Not daring to meet the strike head-on, Daoist Cangsheng forced the East Sea Chrono Wheel downward. With a thunderous crash, the two legendary artifacts collided and then burst apart, each one sent flying in opposite directions.

The bronze airship swept through the skies in a wide arc and came to rest above Mount Shu. Its presence alone filled every disciple with a deep sense of security. As they approached and gazed at the patterns on the hovering airship, an aura of ancient, primordial wilderness stirred deep within their hearts. It was so powerful that it nearly moved them to tears.

Venerable Wen Yuan flew up to the airship’s bow. He looked at Chu Liang and Jiang Yuebai, then cast a glance toward the Whale-Riding Immortal inside the cabin.

With astonishment in his voice, Venerable Wen Yuan asked, "What is this legendary artifact?"

It was the same question on every cultivator’s mind. The top ten legendary artifacts in the Catalog of the Mortal World’s Ten Thousand Treasures had not changed in countless years. Unlike those ranked in the hundreds, artifacts that would be ranked this high up in the catalog could not simply be forged on a whim.

These were like gifts from the heavens. How could they just appear out of nowhere?

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Chu Liang raised his voice so that all could hear, and with clear, deliberate words, he declared, "This is Mount Shu Sect’s legendary artifact, and its name is... Vessel of God!"