This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 409 It was them, they were the ones who bullied me.
The consequences of bringing an umbrella versus not bringing one are vastly different. A single choice determines the future of your life, and there's no going back.

Xiang Yuan asked himself honestly, and he was still a very loyal person. If the young constable hadn't brought an umbrella and hadn't been entangled with Xiao He, but instead had gone to Baiyun Manor with Yue Huanjiang, his brother would have treated him with all his heart, and he would have had no way to repay him. Even knowing that Baiyun Manor was the stronghold of the demon race, he would most likely have sided with Baiyun Manor.

If he were even bolder, Yue Huanjiang would probably ask Qu Rou to take him as her disciple, and he would also have half a fox spirit master.

Needless to say, maids and such are all buddies!
Wait a minute, Hongxiao and Qingli should also be demons. If they're snake demons too, one is red and the other is green...

Damn it!
Xiang Yuan felt increasingly envious. Yue Huanjiang had become the ideal role model in every sense of the word, a true winner in life.

Xiang Yuan continued to delve deeper, pondering the difference between bringing an umbrella and not bringing one. He had originally thought that bringing an umbrella would allow him to connect with Xiao He, the Prince Zhao's Mansion, and the Xiao Clan of the Divine Capital. However, it now seemed that these two families were merely passing through, their true nature being the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor.

Without an umbrella, Baiyun Manor will inevitably become involved with the mastermind behind the scenes.

"If that's the case, then it doesn't really matter whether I bring an umbrella or not..."

Xiang Yuan nodded secretly. The mastermind behind the scenes was not a human being, and regarded all living beings as ants. He could not get along with such a person. Even if he joined the other party's camp, he would only be an undercover agent, stabbing the other party in the back at the critical moment, either absconding with the money and starting a new organization, or finding a way to kill the leader and take over the nest.

In the end, it will still end up mingling with that stinky salted fish, the broken sampan.

Xiang Yuan shook his head. He had followed one of the two storylines, and whether the other would unfold as he expected was entirely a matter of speculation. There was no point in thinking about it.

Looking at the present, bringing an umbrella was an absolutely correct choice!

Xiang Yuan tightened his grip on the Wujie Sword and squinted at the three-headed demon opposite him.

With the cultivation level of a Grandmaster, he broke free from his restraints and revealed himself in demon form. Coupled with the Cloud Concealment Formation, he possessed some of the stats and mechanics of a Nascent Soul cultivator, making him a top-tier figure in the world and a testament to his profound lineage.

Baiyun Manor is not weak; it only appeared vulnerable because it was hesitant and restrained in the past due to its fear of revealing its demonic nature.

So……

What about Wangjian Manor?
Is it also a major base of the demon race?

Is the broken sampan okay? Is the broken sampan okay?
It should be fine.

With a slight turn of his wrist, Xiang Yuan's Wujie Sword drew an elegant arc in the air.

This women's longsword was made entirely of frost and snow, with a slender and light blade. In Xiang Yuan's hand, it appeared exceptionally delicate and exquisite. At this moment, as he poured his true essence into it, it burst forth with dazzling sunlight.

Buzz————

The sword rang out clearly, and the wind and clouds changed color.

On the edge of the Sword of No Calamity, a phantom of a blazing sun suddenly appeared, its golden-red light surging like the real fire of the sun, and the terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding space to distort and vaporize.

Like its owner Bai Wuyan, the Wujie Sword appears pure white and aloof from the world, yet it is unparalleled in its domineering nature and scorchingly intense.

As Xiang Yuan brandished his sword, the sword light was as majestic and righteous as the rising sun. In the intense light, the phantom of a golden crow could be vaguely seen circling and crying out, carrying the power to burn the sky and boil the sea through layers of space, illuminating the entire sky above Yunyin Peak.

The blazing sun pressed down, making it impossible to look directly at it.

Qu Rou squinted at the golden crow phantom in the sun, a hint of apprehension flashing in her eyes. She transmitted her voice to Qing Zhuying, instructing her to activate the Cloud Concealment Formation and suppress Xiang Yuan with all her might.

She herself, along with Lian Song, attacked Xiang Yuan.

Space blurred and distorted, and Qu Rou's figure disappeared. She was proficient in killing techniques related to space. Even in her sealed state, she had all sorts of strange methods. After the seal was broken, her supernatural powers were not suppressed, and her movements became even more elusive.

Because of the Cloud Concealment Formation, Xiang Yuan could not sense her whereabouts and could only detect subtle spatial fluctuations the moment she made her move.

It doesn't matter, the defenses can't be broken anyway.

The Golden Wheel of Merit radiated boundless golden light, like a small sun standing behind Xiang Yuan. With two great suns surrounding him, he was the brightest star in the entire room.

Clang!
With a single point of the Wujie Sword in mid-air, a dazzling sword light, distorting space, shot out as the sword's edge trembled.

The golden crow phantom contained within the sword light suddenly flapped its wings, separating from the sun phantom and transforming into a three-legged, blazing divine bird that soared upwards. The golden crow cried out, its wings igniting with raging flames, and headed straight for Qingzhuying, who was controlling the Cloud Concealment Formation.

Xiang Yuan was unaware that Qing Zhuying was controlling the grand formation. Based on his experience in teaming up to fight monsters, among the three great demons, Qing Zhuying protected Qu Rou and Lian Song in front of her from the moment she appeared, clearly making her the core support of the team.

To prevent them from being under control, kill or maim them first.

"open!"

A thunderous shout rang out.

Lian Song's towering figure stood in front of Qing Zhuying, his heavy black iron armor gleaming coldly in the blazing sun. His arms were bulging with muscles, and his veins were coiled like dragons and snakes. He swung his massive sword, as big as a door panel, into a full moon, and wherever the blade passed, the air exploded with an unbearable roar.

Boom!

The giant sword clashed violently with the phantom of the golden crow. The golden crow cried out and disintegrated into a rain of fire, and the violent airflow exploded into a visible shockwave.

Amidst the churning clouds, Lian Song's aura surged dramatically. He gripped his sword with both hands, his steps as powerful as thunder. He was like a cannonball fired from a gun, stirring up vortexes of air and carrying the force to crush everything as he charged straight into the distance.

The giant mountain sword swung like a streak of black light, crushing space and leaving behind distorted afterimages, before slashing straight down at Xiang Yuan's forehead.

The heavy sword has no edge and no fancy techniques; it pursues absolute speed and power, making it a numerical monster among the demon race in the Tongyou stage.

Before the sword even arrived, a terrifying gale had already made Xiang Yuan's robes flutter wildly, causing him to subconsciously squint his eyes.

With speed and strength, and the ability to withstand attacks, he should be the main tank in the team.

Coincidentally, he also played this role when he formed a group.

Xiang Yuan shook the Wujie Sword in his hand. It was too slender and seemed out of place in such a fierce battle. Even if he had the skill to make light work of heavy things, it was still awkward to use.

In the blink of an eye, Xiang Yuan raised his left hand to his chest, his five fingers forming a flower-picking gesture, and lightly clapped out a palm.

boom! !

The weak and feeble palm strike dented the surrounding space, which was ten feet in diameter, into a bowl shape the moment it was pushed out.

Lian Song's ferocious charge came to an abrupt halt. He was frozen in mid-air like a flying insect trapped in amber. The massive sword, with its immense force, was only three inches away from Xiang Yuan's brow, unable to advance even a fraction further.

The moment the palm print touched Lian Song's heavy armor, it left a clearly visible five-finger indentation. The force passed through his body, tearing and exploding behind him with a whistling sound, creating a ring-shaped shockwave.

Lian Song was sent flying backward at an even faster speed. While he was in mid-air, blood gushed from his mouth as if it were free.

Before they could pursue the enemy into the distance, strange ripples suddenly appeared in the space beside them.

"caught you……"

A pair of clear, emerald-green eyes shone with a mysterious light, and a gentle voice carried a captivating allure. A pair of delicate hands were placed on Xiang Yuan's chest, and her fingertips sliced ​​through the space where Xiang Yuan's body was, as if she wanted to open her heart to him.

She charged forward with full confidence.

The moment their eyes met, strange phenomena began to occur before her eyes. Not only was her enchanting spell, which she was so proud of, broken, but she was also dragged into a series of illusions by Xiang Yuan.

Amidst a sea of ​​blood and carnage, a pair of red eyes gazed down upon the mountain of corpses, and the primordial spirit fell into it, sinking into countless cycles of reincarnation.
The Buddha's light shone everywhere, and the sacred sounds of Buddhist chants echoed like thunder in the sacred mountain. My primordial spirit was in a trance, and from then on I was willing to live a life of quiet contemplation and ancient Buddha.
In the ninth heaven, a dark, illusory emperor sat upright. The emperor slowly bent down, and a finger that blotted out the sky was wrapped with chaotic energy, traversing time and space to point down.

"Pfft!"

Qu Rou was shaken to her core, blood spurted from her seven orifices, her alluring face turned ashen white, her hands, which had been pressed against Xiang Yuan's chest, fell limply to her sides, and her eyes were lifeless and dull, as if she had been completely ruined.

"caught you."

Xiang Yuan raised one hand, grabbed Qu Rou's face, and tightened his grip, squeezing her skull so hard that it made a sickening cracking sound.

The Wujie Sword flashed with a cold light, and with a gentle slash, it swept towards Qu Rou's slender waist.

Just then, the space fluctuated strangely, and Xiang Yuan's hand went empty, losing control of Qu Rou.

Looking up, Qu Rou, whose primordial spirit had been severely damaged, floated helplessly beside Qing Zhuying. The latter raised her fair hand lightly, her ten fingers fluttering like butterflies among flowers, and streams of verdant spiritual light fell like spring rain, awakening the dazed Qu Rou with a medical miracle, and refocusing her unfocused pupils.

He really is a support!

At the same time, Lian Song, who had recovered fully after treatment, stood in front of the two women with his sword.

Learning from his previous experience, Lian Song didn't rush forward like a fool this time. Instead, he directly manifested his demonic form, his body swelled up, his muscles bulged, and his hair grew wildly, transforming in the blink of an eye into a ferocious giant ape two zhang tall.

The heavy armor made of black iron and the giant sword on the door panel then grew in size.

"Roar—"

The giant ape roared and howled, its sound waves shattering the clouds within a hundred feet in radius. Its demonic aura surged into the sky, transforming into a raging, black demonic cloud.

"rise!"

Qingzhu Ying formed hand seals, let out a soft shout, and manipulated the Cloud Concealment Array to manifest the light of the sun, moon, and stars. She then established herself, Qu Rou, and Lian Song as the Three Talents Array, combining their inner and outer strengths, causing their auras to grow simultaneously. In an instant, the world changed color, and three streams of demonic energy soared into the sky, weaving together in the air to form a black net that blotted out the sun.

Qu Rou's nine tails stretched out, Lian Song's giant sword reached the sky, and Qing Zhu's shadow revealed blue, sky-hanging wings. The three became one, their killing intent locking down all directions, all of which were directed at Xiang Yuan.

Under the suppression of the great formation, Xiang Yuan's stats and mechanics were weakened to varying degrees. With this ebb and flow, Qu Rou and the three demons slowly gained the upper hand.

"Looks so impressive..."

Xiang Yuan had some knowledge of the Sun, Moon and Stars Three Powers Formation. After assessing the situation, he realized that if he wanted a decisive victory rather than a 50/50 fight that would last for a short while, he would have to summon a three-headed, six-armed dharma form.

Not interesting!
He traveled the world with someone, his main strategy being to curry favor with powerful figures—or rather, to be someone who gains widespread support.

Besides, there's no reason for him to be the only one to help deal with the demon race, who are sworn enemies of humans.

Xiang Yuan shook the Wujie Sword in his hand and tossed it into the air.

With a thought, the Wujie Sword hummed and trembled, its shimmering white light rippling out like waves on water. In a daze, it seemed as if a pure white sun hung in the sky, spreading its cool radiance.

Ripples spread through the space, and a pure white figure gracefully emerged from the void.

Bai Wuyan!
The White House, adorned in pristine white attire, possesses a captivating beauty that is as cold as ice.

Because she usually used the Wujie Sword as a hairpin, having the Wujie Sword taken away by Xiang Yuan was like having her hairpin taken away. Therefore, her black hair was now draped loose like a waterfall, and she looked as if she had not dressed up.

My already bad mood got even worse from this.

Bai Wuyan flicked her long fingers in mid-air, and the pure white sun collapsed back into the original form of the Wujie Sword, obediently falling back into her palm.

The sword hummed softly, telling the story of the grievances of being used by Xiang Yuan.

"Palace Master of Wushuang Palace..."

Upon seeing Bai Wuyan's arrival, Qu Rou and the other two demons immediately panicked. The powerful Three Talents Formation faltered slightly, showing signs of weakening.

A person's name, the shadow of a tree.

Bai Wuyan has been famous for many years and is known as someone who is not to be trifled with. Her reputation is much more effective than that of Xiang Wentian, the "King of Heaven". Her appearance shocked Qu Rou and the other two demons.

Looking on with envy, he stepped forward and stood beside Bai Wuyan, pointing at Qu Rou and the three demons, saying, "Princess Bai, it was them, it was them who bullied me!"

Bai Wuyan did not respond. She knew Xiang Yuan's methods, and these three demons in front of her were only somewhat formidable. It was still uncertain who would bully whom!

Seeing that Bai Wuyan was ignoring him, Xiang Yuan widened his eyes and said aggrievedly, "Master Bai, you may not know how serious this is. The three of them said they would beat me to my knees and keep me at Baiyun Manor as a family heirloom!"

Upon hearing this, a murderous intent flashed in Bai Wuyan's eyes.

Who does Baiyun Manor think they are, daring to steal her furnace cauldron? Today, we'll wipe out those three demons...

Hmm, Baiyun Manor...

Demon race?!
The killing intent in Bai Wuyan's eyes dissipated. She focused her gaze on the three Grandmaster-level demons in front of her, ignoring the fox spirit and the giant ape. Her eyes locked onto Qingzhuying, and a slight smile appeared on her lips, her beautiful eyes filled with joy.

"This item is destined for me!"

Her mood changed as quickly as turning the pages of a book. Her previous displeasure vanished instantly, and she gave Xiang Yuan a slight, more pleasant look.

You ungrateful wretch, you're actually quite useful!

Bai Wuyan spoke in the manner of a reputable sect, saying that if you are destined to be with someone, then you are, without caring whether you can accept it or not.

Xiang Yuan didn't take it seriously, and even thought it was a matter of course. Qu Rou and the three demons were not so calm, especially Qing Zhuying, who was forced into the relationship. She was wary and took off the jade hairpin from her hair, which turned into a cold and shiny jade longsword.

Her long hair cascading over her shoulders accentuated her jade-like skin; judging by her appearance alone, she certainly seemed destined for Bai Wuyan.

Looking into the distance, as the fighting continued, a genuine expert from the Upper Three Realms was suddenly brought out. Qu Rou was extremely annoyed. Sword Master Su Ran had pointed out the 'extraordinary' nature of Mingyun Manor, and the Palace Master of Wushuang Palace had come directly to their door...

When did you two become so close?
Thinking further about the forces behind Xiang Yuan, just from what she knew, besides Wushuang Palace and Jianxinzhai, there were also Tianzong, Benxindao, Huangquandao, Tai'an Liu Clan, and Shendu Xiao Clan. What merit did Baiyun Manor have to be surrounded by so many top-tier forces in the world?

If Qu Rou knew that Qingyun Sect and Baojing Temple in Southern Jin were also quite obsequious to Xiang Yuan, she would probably be even more speechless.

Seeing Xiang Yuan standing beside Bai Wuyan with an arrogant look on his face, she couldn't help but sneer: "What a fine young sect master of the Heavenly Sect, what a fine left envoy of the Yellow Springs Path! To actually be a dog for the Palace Master of the Peerless Palace, this truly broadens my horizons!"

What, do you think I'm a kept man?

Haha, you have no idea how delicious this bowl of rice is, and you have no idea how much she gave!

Putting aside the process, Bai Wuyan did indeed give Xiang Yuan many benefits. Not to mention the opportunity to steal and rob the blood-replenishing medicine, or the fact that she allowed him to copy the laws of heaven and earth during their dual cultivation.

Bai Wuyan can answer any question Xiang Yuan asks, a quality that is invaluable in the cultivation world filled with riddle-solving people.

She gave Xiang Yuan almost everything she could, even during their dual cultivation, she was practically naked, showering him with benefits without any attempt at concealment.

Aside from her terrible temper and personality, she was practically perfect.

Xiang Yuan was not ashamed but proud, and said with his head held high, "What's wrong with being a dog for the White House? Countless people kneel down and still can't get a favor!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Wuyan's lips curled slightly, and her gaze toward Xiang Yuan became even more amiable. She decisively deleted the "ungrateful wretch" label, elevating his status to that of a self-aware furnace cauldron.

That immediately dispelled my displeasure.

I'm in a great mood!

"They're the ones who bullied you?"

"Yeah, that's not all. They also said they'd pin me to the ground and bleed me out." Xiang Yuan felt extremely wronged.

"You dare touch my things? You're courting death!"

Bai Wuyan's phoenix eyes flashed with murderous intent. She casually found a reason to attack and casually slashed the Wujie Sword across the sky.

As the sword light poured down, the Three Talents Formation, enhanced by the Cloud Concealment Formation, instantly collapsed. The seemingly ordinary sword light split in two in mid-air, precisely avoiding the Green Bamboo Shadow, and striking Lian Song and Qu Rou respectively.

This sword strike appeared ordinary, even slow enough to be seen with the naked eye, but to the two demons it was like a heavenly tribulation. Wherever the sword light passed, the Cloud Concealment Formation was rendered useless, and space froze layer by layer, leaving them with no way to avoid it no matter how they struggled.

"Roar!"

The giant ape that Lian Song had transformed into wielded its swords in both hands to parry the attack. The giant swords shattered inch by inch the moment they came into contact with the sword light, and the Xuan Tie heavy armor was easily torn apart like paper. The sword light pierced through his body, leaving a hideous, bone-revealing wound on his chest, almost cleaving this powerful demon with his formidable physique and impressive physical attributes in two at the waist.

Qu Rou let out a long howl, revealing herself as a nine-tailed fox demon. Her eyes shone with a ghostly light, and her nine fox tails flared angrily in the wind, attempting to distort the sword with her supernatural ability to manipulate space.

Unable to succeed, no matter how she used her supernatural powers, it was all in vain. The Nine-Tailed Demoness was killed by a single sword strike, and fell to the ground, stained with blood, unable to get up.

This sword strike kills both the physical body and the primordial spirit. A physical body that is difficult to kill even for a Grandmaster of the Netherworld is a joke in front of the three realms above. It is no exaggeration to say that it is vulnerable.

After the two demons fell to the ground, their wounds showed no signs of healing. Qingzhu Ying hurriedly performed a hand seal to save them, and streams of vibrant green spiritual light rained down like they were free, finally pulling the two demons back from the brink of death.

Bai Wuyan coldly observed the demonic power displayed by Qing Zhuying, nodded slightly, and commented that it was acceptable.

With a light touch of her slender fingers, a bright, clear moon appeared in the sky.

The Silver Moon Palace's unique silver-white chain technique poured down like a celestial river, entwining the limbs and torso of the green bamboo shadow, and in the dazzling silver light, it revealed its true form.

A large blue bird soared through the air, its tail feathers long and silky, its plumage sharp as swords, and its feathers shimmering with a dreamlike light, so beautiful as to be almost unreal.

Qingluan!

Xiang Yuan was very familiar with this demonic form. The Azure Phoenix Fairy of the Celestial Realm had always been his source of joy. He was never stingy with this kind of hard-working bird, letting it suffer endlessly.

There are also different breeds of Azure Phoenix. Unlike Frieza's chilling mount, the Azure Phoenix manifested by Green Bamboo Shadow is not cold. Its tail feathers droop with streaks of blue light, and its body is filled with rich wood spirit energy. No wonder its healing ability is so outstanding.

Qingzhuying was entangled in silver chains and struggled but could not escape. Lian Song and Qu Rou, who had been treated by her, rushed forward to help.

At first glance, this scene is full of friendship and bonds, and Bai Wuyan, who has absolute strength in the Upper Three Realms, is like a great demon king, a cold-blooded villain.

Because it's reality, bonds are useless. Qu Rou and Lian Song can't even come up with a combo skill, and can only watch helplessly as Qing Zhuying is swept away by the silver chains.

Just then, in the void, a pair of heterochromatic eyes slowly opened, and terrifying heavenly might descended, looking down at Bai Wuyan and Xiang Yuan.

The mastermind behind it all...

No, he is the reincarnation of the Heavenly Emperor!

(End of this chapter)