I made the entire cultivation world cry

Chapter 291 Unusual Change (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Time flies like an arrow.

Xuanying Sword Sect.

On the snow-covered training ground, Liu Taozhi's white robes fluttered as her Cold Moon Sword sliced ​​through the wind and snow, frost-covered peach petals scattering from the blade like a torrential downpour.

She fought against several fellow disciples alone, her swordsmanship fierce yet composed, each move imbued with the chilling sword intent unique to "Frosty Sky and Cold Moon".

Since finding her senior sister, her mind has become much clearer, and her swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds. At this moment, as her sword tip turns, it faintly resonates with the frost of heaven and earth, drawing gasps of amazement from the surrounding disciples.

Beside her, Luo Qingsi listlessly swung the broom, "Master, when will this snow be finished? I want to go find Senior Sister to dig for treasures..."

The old man in plain clothes standing beside him, with his hands tucked in his pockets, said irritably, "If your mind is not calm, your sword will not be pure. Let's sweep the snow for a few years before we talk about other things."

The old man thought to himself, "If I let her go out again, who knows what kind of strange soup she'll cook for me when she comes back, which will ruin the little life I have left."

……

Chimeizhai

A cold wind swept past the tattered banners among the graves, and piles of white bones lined the roadside.

Disguised as a Qi Refining cultivator, Hua Luosha followed a group of rogue cultivators who had just passed the assessment and joined the Chimei Sect with meek and obedient eyes.

Mingzhuang, accompanied by her puppet husband, walked ahead, introducing the various parts of the Demon Pavilion to the new disciples.

"Newcomer, don't look around."

When Mingzhuang spotted Hua Luosha, Hua Luosha immediately lowered her head.

Mingzhuang glanced in the direction Hua Luosha was looking and reminded her, "That's the Thousand Tombs, which has just been designated as a forbidden area by the Demons and Monsters Sect. You'd better not go near it."

Hua Luosha and her disciples bowed their heads in response, but a hint of urgency flashed in their eyes.

……

Ryūkyō Shū

Amidst the majestic palace, Yan Kongqing sat upright before the statue of the patriarch, with myriad phenomena suspended in his palm.

With his eyes closed, he immersed his divine sense in the layers of array runes, relying on his innate array intuition and several talents to deduce and break the formation.

The sect leader told him that this was a test left by the ancestor, and if he could pass it, he would be able to obtain the secret treasure left by the ancestor of the Liujing Sect.

But Yan Kongqing felt that it wasn't that simple.

……

Xichuan City.

Heavy snowflakes fell in a flurry, enveloping the entire city in a tranquil white blanket.

Inside the main hall of the Immortal Alliance headquarters in the city, tensions were high.

Jiang Yurong sat upright in the main seat, supporting her forehead with one hand, her eyes closed and silent, as if she were ignoring the argument before her.

There was a hint of weariness between her brows, yet she exuded an undeniable air of authority.

Danxi stood in the center of the hall, her red robes as fiery as fire, exuding an imposing aura. Her sharp phoenix eyes swept over the crowd, engaging in a verbal battle with the assembled heroes.

She doesn't need to operate behind the scenes or have others speak on her behalf. Whenever someone questions her succession as leader, she personally confronts them.

After Xuan Hui forms her Nascent Soul, the Cangling Sect will have four Nascent Soul cultivators. Like the Xuan Ying Sword Sect, the Cangling Sect has an even deeper foundation than the Xuan Ying Sword Sect. Once she breaks through to the late Nascent Soul stage, she will be the number one Nascent Soul cultivator in the Northern Xuan Sect, and she will not be inferior to anyone.

After a fierce struggle, the hall fell silent, and the elders' faces turned pale.

"Urgent report! Something terrible has happened—"

With a cry of surprise, the main hall door was pushed open, and the wind and snow rushed in.

……

The Xuan Ying Sword Sect was located in the southern city of Diqiu when a strange phenomenon of eternal night suddenly appeared. The pitch-black sky seemed to solidify like splashed ink, and all the stars disappeared.

When the Sword Sect disciples were patrolling, they discovered that all the candles in the city were burning with blue flames, illuminating the cultivators' feet without casting shadows.

Even more horrifying is the spectacle of day and night alternation at the edge of the eternal night. The dividing line between half darkness and half day is as neat as if cut by a knife. When several Foundation Establishment cultivators tried to cross it, their bodies were cleaved in two along the line where light and darkness met.

If it weren't for the small teleportation array within the city that could transmit messages, they wouldn't even be able to send out their messages.

Before the eternal night of Diqiu City had passed, the 'Blazing Sand Gobi' south of Jinzheng Plain was plunged into eternal daylight, with three blazing suns scorching the sand and soil, turning it into glass.

Some rogue cultivators witnessed distorted human figures emerging from the sand dunes, seemingly dancing under the scorching sun. Anyone who touched them instantly dehydrated and turned into a dried corpse, turning to dust with a gust of wind.

……

A hundred-foot-long scarlet rift opened up in the sky above the 'Falling Star Lake' between Bai Zang Valley and Ghost King's Tomb, and black raindrops poured out from the rift, like a bloody wound torn open in the sky.

Local cultivators used water-avoidance spells to block the rain, but discovered that the black rain could corrode spiritual energy. After a Golden Core elder's protective aura was pierced, dozens of wriggling eyeballs grew from his right arm, forcing him to sever his arm with his sword.

……

Near Mojiabao, a mountain range suddenly rose from the ground, the entire peak hanging upside down, giant trees growing backwards, and foul-smelling blood seeping from the rock walls, forming a spectacular blood waterfall.

Inside the mountain city, all the gear mechanisms reversed, and the array patterns of the city's protective formation moved and rearranged like living snakes, turning the three Mo family cultivators who were trying to repair the formation into mincemeat.

...On the East Sea, a cultivator from the Insect Valley was undergoing his Core Formation and Tribulation. Instead of the lightning tribulation that was supposed to descend, a thick, black lightning paste, as sticky as tar, was mixed in.

The face of the deceased Daoist companion of the one undergoing tribulation appeared in the tribulation clouds, whispering words to lure him into giving up resistance. The cultivator lost his composure in an instant, scale-like lightning patterns grew all over his body, his eyes turned into two leaping bolts of lightning, and he roared, "The Heavenly Dao is demonic!" before exploding and dying.

……

In the Yuqing Sect, when a batch of Golden Elixir is opened, seven pills with mouths and noses roll out, laughing and tumbling in a jade plate.

The alchemist trapped the pills with a restriction, but one of them suddenly exploded, spewing out pink smoke. Those who came into contact with it all went mad and showed signs of demonic transformation.

……

Such anomalies occur every year, and with increasing frequency, giving the impression that the laws of nature are descending into chaos.

From the depths of the North Sea, towering waves surged forth, and on the crest of the waves, a black shadow resembling a Xuanwu (a mythical tortoise) could be vaguely seen howling towards the sky, its sound like the weeping of ten thousand souls.

Followers of the Dream Fairy Cult kneel and chant scriptures in various places, praying for forgiveness and blessings from their so-called 'Demon Lord'.

……

The year of Xinmao.

Jiang Yurong, the former leader of the Immortal Alliance, was unable to take on the affairs of the Immortal Alliance due to a recurrence of her old injuries. She eventually announced her abdication, and Danxi Zhenjun of Cangling Sect succeeded her as the leader of the Immortal Alliance.

Over the past decade, strange events have occurred frequently in various places, causing Jiang Yurong great distress. The power of the demon race has a very strong corrosive effect on human cultivators; anyone who touches it will be demonized.

High-level cultivators above the Golden Core stage can protect themselves, but low-level cultivators are powerless to resist.

The demonic energy is becoming increasingly powerful, and existing purification methods are becoming less and less effective.

Under these circumstances, the demon tamers led by the Cangling Sect, taking advantage of the fact that demon spirits are not affected by demonic energy, helped the various sects of Beixuan resolve several crises.

Even if Jiang Yurong and the die-hards in the Immortal Alliance were unwilling to admit it, the demon spirits did indeed provide great assistance in resisting the crisis of the demon race.

That same winter.

An anomaly also occurred within the Cangling Sect. In the sect's forbidden area, a human face appeared on the peach tree that Jiang Yi had given to the sect years ago. Although it was an anomaly, it confirmed to the Cangling Sect that the sealing point they had been searching for for ten years might be under the peach tree.

……

at the same time.

The blizzard had been raging in Tiebei Mountain for half a month. The forests surrounding the mine were buried under a thick layer of snow, and the pine branches, unable to bear the weight, made a dull creaking sound as they broke.

Hong Li, who had already reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment, strode swiftly through the fluffy snow crust. Her crimson fur stood out conspicuously against the vast snowy landscape, and the newly purchased cabbage-shaped storage pendant around her neck swayed gently with each step.

The young shop assistant at Linlangzhai, who was already quite familiar with the business, said that this wasn't called cabbage, but "hair moss," which symbolizes wealth. So, after delivering a new batch of barbecue-flavored fasting pills, the business owner directly bought the storage pendant.

When the barbecue-flavored fasting pills were mentioned, Hongli proudly raised her head. The manager of Linlangzhai used to say they were worthless, but now he asks for them to be restocked every day.

Jiang Yi said this is called "small profits but quick turnover". As long as the volume of sales is large, even if you make a little profit, it will add up to a lot.

Today, Hongli even saw a cultivator in the Linlangzhai who was crying and shouting that he really couldn't eat ordinary fasting pills. He was going into seclusion for a long time, and without roasted fasting pills, he would suffer from inner demons.

Hee~
Red Glass landed on a rock, shook off the snow, and straightened the storage pendant around its neck with its paws. The pendant was filled with materials it had brought back from Golden Chestnut City.

Besides what it needed, it also bought Duanjin, a bottle of Grade Three Spirit Spring Water for Huagu, and some winter-specific snacks for Jiang Yi.

Last time they sparred, Zhenshan and Duanjin fought against it, which was an unfair victory, so it won't bring them any gifts!
Suddenly, a snowflake landed on the tip of Hongli's nose.

Sticky, warm, with a rusty, fishy smell.

Hongli's two eyes were crossed, and she watched as the snowflake on her nose quickly melted into a drop of blood.

Blood?

Hong Li suddenly looked up. The snowflakes that were falling all around had turned scarlet at some point. The blood-red snowflakes that fell in a flurry melted as soon as they touched the ground. The moment they seeped into the snow layer, spiderweb-like black and red patterns appeared on the ground, like rotting blood vessels spreading under the snow.

"Ahhh-"

A heart-wrenching scream came from not far away. Hong Li used her Shadow Escape technique to rush over and saw two Qi Refining disciples of the Cangling Sect frantically slapping the blood and snow off their bodies. Their skin was covered with purplish-black patches at a visible speed, and the whites of their eyes were stained by turbid demonic energy.

"Help, help me..." one of them tried to call for help, but only a non-human roar came out of his throat.

With a leap from its hind legs, Hongli jumped onto the boulder, and a cluster of pure white flames suddenly ignited at the tip of its tail.

The flames transformed into dozens of shimmering white moths, which fluttered their wings and swooped down on the two disciples.

The moment the moth touched the demonic energy, it exploded into tiny sparks, and black smoke was forcibly drawn from the seven orifices of the two disciples, sizzling under the burning flames of the candle moth.

The two collapsed to the ground, while the surrounding blood snow became even more violent, swirling into a vortex as if enraged, pressing down on Hong Li.

Hongli enlarged her body, used her tail to wrap around two unconscious Qi Refining disciples, and threw them into a nearby cave to avoid the snow.

Mining!

After doing all this, Hong Li suddenly thought of the thousands of miners and numerous low-level cultivators in the mine. What if they all turned to demonic possession like they had just done...

Hongli immediately sped towards the mine, and wherever her four claws stepped, pure fire bloomed like lotus flowers.

Behind it, the blood snow, forced back by the purifying fire, condensed into a distorted human shape, only to be scattered by a gust of wind.

　I'll continue writing after lunch. Please be patient!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)