Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 108, Section 107: The Underworld Lord's Connections

"The strongest race? Let me think, it's probably the demon race."

Lu Changyuan asked in confusion, "The demon race?"

On one of the branches of the World Tree lies a huge, clear lake, a place where the World Tree's life force gathers.

The life force of the World Tree split into two parts. One part was stronger and was collected by the Eldar to summon the Water of Life.

The weaker ones gathered in this lake, where bathing can calm the mind and heal hidden injuries.

This used to be a privileged area for royalty, but it later became a forbidden area that only the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord could visit.

Now, neither the Crimson Venerable nor the Blue Venerable are here.

Nature is now under the control of the Underworld.

"Why don't you come in?"

The girl gracefully took off her black dress and tossed it into Lu Changyuan's hands before sinking into the lake.

She turned her head to the side and asked her guardian spirit why it didn't enter the water.

Lu Changyuan could only see the girl's back most of the time.

The moonlight traced the girl's slender back, and water droplets slid down the smooth curves, splashing in the water and creating tiny silver rings.

The girl cupped a little lake water in her hands, and the water trickled through her fingers, making her skin appear even more like jade.

Her jet-black hair floated in the water, with a few strands clinging to her alabaster neck, the black and white contrasting sharply, like a ray of light in the night, breathtakingly beautiful.

Lu Changyuan did not bow his head.

The view is a bit dazzling.

Just watch.

Since the Underworld King didn't forbid people from looking, Lu Changyuan naturally felt no psychological burden while looking.

"Naturally, they are demons."

"why?"

"Because the demon race is just a unified term, the actual ethnic groups within it are counted separately."

Lu Changyuan instantly understood the meaning of the Underworld Lord.

The term "demon race" is a broad term that includes races such as the tiger race, the ape race, and the crane race. These races are collectively known as the demon race.

Who can defeat the demon race, such a large family?

"It seems you've realized that too." The girl's lips seemed to be an exceptionally cherry red in the night, exuding an alluring sensation: "The titles bestowed by Heaven upon a clan are given to each clan individually, but among the demon clans, they are given to each smaller clan separately."

In other words, the demon race has more than one title.

Tigers have it, apes have it, and other tribes have it too.

Lu Changyuan suddenly asked, "Which group of demons is the strongest right now?"

"Apes".

Are apes the strongest?

This is different from what Lu Changyuan knew.

When Lu Changyuan began cultivating immortality, the ape clan could no longer hold their heads high among the demon clans, and the fox clan became the most powerful race in their place.

This is for a reason.

Although the fox clan is not strong, according to them, their ancestor was very powerful. During the ancient internal war among the demon clans, he devoured the bloodline of many demons, laying a solid foundation for the fox clan.

Later, during the time of the Taoist Chang'an, in order to maintain the division of the demon race, the fox race was chosen because of its good foundation.

Thus, under the decree of the Taoist priest of Chang'an, the Hehuan Sect and the Fox Clan established a close relationship.

With their already good bloodline and the backing of humans, the fox clan naturally thrived among the demons, eventually surpassing the tiger clan to become the leader of all demons.

It's surprising to learn that in ancient times, the apes were actually the strongest.

The Underworld Lord said calmly, "Yes, there is a very extraordinary monkey in the ape clan. He was born with double pupils and has immense strength."

What strange thing?
"The internal conflicts within the demon race are also very serious."

The girl's words interrupted Lu Changyuan's thoughts. Lu Changyuan suddenly found himself floating up and then plunged into the lake with a splash.

He was soaked to the bone.

"Come, massage your master's shoulders and wash his body."

Lu Changyuan felt as if he was being controlled. The mark belonging to Yu was slightly warm, and his hand involuntarily touched the girl's smooth skin.

Thus, Lu Changyuan was extremely close to the Underworld Lord. The girl even shifted her hips back, bringing herself closer to Lu Changyuan's embrace. Lu Changyuan could then clearly see the girl's sculpted beauty.

Wow.

The head of Miaoyu Palace is indeed a tigress.

Unaware of what was happening, the Underworld Lord said, "In a while, you'll come with me to Longshan. I have some connection with that red fox from the fox clan. We've agreed to meet there and use some force. Are you worried about hurting me?"

Lu Changyuan then increased his strength by three points, and the girl narrowed her eyes slightly, seemingly enjoying it.

For a moment, all that remained was the sound of rushing water and the sound of hands gliding over smooth skin.

"You belong to me, you know that?"

"Ah."

Although I don't know why the Underworld King suddenly said that, it's better to agree now.

"So no matter what happens, you can't leave me."

"Ah."

The King of the Underworld is indeed a very lonely person.

The girl suddenly raised her head, and Lu Changyuan could see her delicate chin and collarbone. He wondered if Qiu Yuehan also had this kind of personality, but the chief disciple of Miaoyu Palace had buried her personality so that outsiders could not see it.

Because Lu Changyuan was behind the girl, he could only see her upside-down face, her cherry-red lips parted to reveal her tender red mouth.

"call."

For no apparent reason, the Underworld Lord blew a breath, his beauty unrestrained, his crimson lips blooming like pomegranate flowers, his thick eyelashes fluttering with indescribable emotions.

"I like you the way you are. I also like humans, even more than I like the Elven race."

It's good that the road is long and far-reaching.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have fooled the fairy when he was young, and made her remember him for so many years.

The voice of the Underworld King seemed to ripple from the lake: "It's too chaotic, so the Heavenly Way must end this chaotic world."

I don't know what she was sighing about.

Lu Changyuan watched as a crystal-clear drop of water slowly rolled down the girl's collarbone.

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Tick ​​tock.

It fell into the water.

Qiu Yuehan looked at her reflection in the cold pool of Tianshan Mountain, where her beautiful face was clearly reflected.

"Senior sister? Senior sister?"

Qiu Yuehan then came to her senses.

"Junior sister?"

"Senior sister seems to be very easily distracted lately. Has something happened?"

Qiu Yuehan shook her head, not daring to say that she was thinking about the old monster.

Xia Lianxue still entered the cold pool with her. Both of them wore special gauze dresses as thin as cicada wings. This was because today, there was no Jiang Jiayi in the cold pool, but there was a little master of Cihang Palace.

Neither of them was used to Su Youwan's arrival.

The silver-haired girl approached Xia Lianxue at some point and said, "Miss Xia seems to be a little different from us."

It took Qiu Yuehan a while to understand what Su Youwan meant.

In this icy pool, she and Su Youwan were still innocent girls who had never seen the world, while her junior sister was already married.

Xia Lianxue was speechless after being cornered by Su Youwan.

In fact, even from her own perspective, Su Youwan was incredibly beautiful.

Why would someone who cultivates Taoism be so good-looking?
Shouldn't those who are pure of heart and have few desires be old Taoist nuns with orange peels?

Qiu Yuehan drifted off into thought again, just thinking about her junior sister getting married and having several children in the future.

Memories suddenly appeared.

"Senior sister? Why is your face so red?"

The water is too hot.

Xia Lianxue stared at Qiu Yuehan as if she had seen a ghost, and even the little master of Cihang Palace looked at Qiu Yuehan in surprise.

Are you kidding me? This is a cold pool. How could the water in a cold pool be too hot?
"Senior sister, are you alright?"

"it's okay no problem."

Qiu Yuehan was clearly distracted. Just now, a memory suddenly appeared in her mind that she couldn't tell if it was a fantasy or something else.

Anyway, suddenly there was a past, and it was incredibly clear.

She actually hugged the old monster in her arms and was about to feed it.

absurd!

Qiu Yuehan bit her lip and touched her magic runes.

She absolutely cannot let herself be defeated by that old monster; she must think of a way to protect herself.

Not long after, Qiu Yuehan left Tianshan ahead of schedule and returned to her room.

It's still early, and it's not dark yet. Sunlight shines through the lattice window, casting beautiful shadows.

She changed her clothes, looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and frowned slightly.

The woman in the mirror had a red floral decoration on her forehead and her black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, making her as beautiful as the moon at night.

Discord.

Qiu Yuehan thought to herself.

The standard attire of Miaoyu Palace is pure white with gold trim, making the wearer appear ethereal and otherworldly. Normally, she doesn't care what clothes she wears and always wears a white dress embroidered with lotus flowers.

But today I suddenly feel that we are not a good match.

Is this white outfit a bit uncomfortable to wear? Oh well, I'll just have to make do.

Those who cultivate the Tao don't have many requirements for clothing.

Qiu Yuehan sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling somewhat annoyed, but she didn't know where this feeling came from. However, it probably started when her mother came out of the bracelet and told her to go back to the village.

In the past, when Qiu Yuehan was cultivating Taoism, she often heard the disciples in the palace talking about their parents.

Like her and Xia Lianxue, it is rare for girls to grow up in Miaoyu Palace from childhood; most people enter the palace when they reach a certain age.

When those graceful young girls miss their parents, they reminisce about past anecdotes.

Qiu Yuehan would eavesdrop.

Eavesdropping with a blank expression.

She often wondered who her parents really were and why they abandoned her.

Her parents didn't want her and abandoned her in the village. The village didn't want her either, so they sent her to Miaoyu Palace when she was only a few years old.

It's like nobody wants her.

Now I know, it's not that I don't want it, it's that it's dead.

That is not bad.

I used to think that when I became capable, I would find my parents and ask them why they abandoned me in the village.

That last thought is gone, and that's that.

As the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" circulated, Qiu Yuehan's heart returned to tranquility.

This mental cultivation method is a perfect match for her.

She's really starting to think about becoming the old monster's apprentice. If she becomes his apprentice, wouldn't that mean she'll have an acquaintance now?

Qiu Yuehan is actually a very withdrawn person.

She was estranged from all the disciples of Miaoyu Palace.

Occasionally, she would think about trying to build a better relationship with the disciples in the palace, and she had tried to change herself, but in the end, she still failed.

Qiu Yuehan ultimately felt that she couldn't confide in others and had no one to talk to. It was only recently that her junior sister kept dragging her around, and she could at least have some conversations with her junior sister.

But my junior sister is married.

She even married an old monster.

As the saying goes, a married fairy is like water spilled from a cup; from now on, my junior sister will live elsewhere with the old monster.

She seemed to fall silent again.

Qiu Yuehan shook her head, got up, not wanting to continue meditating, but instead feeling sleepy.

She had recently heard Bailu say that the disciples of the Daoist sect sleep at night.

She said this was in accordance with the natural order of working at sunrise and resting at sunset, and she gradually began to prepare to sleep for a while at night.

But it's not evening yet.

Tomorrow I'm going out with my junior sister to the Spirit Clan. Qiu Yuehan bit her lip, opened the door, and went down the mountain.

The winter sun loves to be lazy, so it prepares to set off early to rest. Qiu Yuehan took advantage of the sun's weakness and the slight glimmer of light to descend the mountain.

At this time, the mortal dynasty at the foot of the Taoist mountain was still bustling with people and very prosperous.

I don't know what holiday it is.

Qiu Yuehan found a place to land from the sky, and sneakily stepped onto the street, looking left and right. She had excellent eyesight and spotted a fabric shop.

She stepped into the fabric industry.

The female owner of the fabric shop sat up straight: "This...fairy, is this your first time here? You look unfamiliar. What kind of fabric would you like?"

Before Qiu Yuehan could speak, the boss added, "I understand, I understand. They come down the mountain to carry out missions. That's how the immortals of the Daoist sect are; they come every now and then."

"Okay, let's go on a mission."

"Does the fairy have any style she wants? I not only have fabric, but also ready-made clothes. Usually, the fairies of the Taoist sect buy their clothes from me."

Qiu Yuehan couldn't help but ask, "Did you buy all of these from you?"

"Hmm, fairy, you're not here to buy clothes?" the female shopkeeper asked, puzzled.

"I'm here to buy clothes."

The female shopkeeper said naturally, "I thought so too. What style and color would you like, fairy? Although I don't know much about the ins and outs of cultivation, I've always felt that cultivators should also spend time dressing themselves up. By the way, there's a cosmetics shop not far away. You can go and take a look later."

Qiu Yuehan shook her head and thought about it. No wonder the female disciples of the Daoist sect wore such varied and colorful clothes, unlike the uniform white robes of Miaoyu Palace.

So Qiu Yuehan pointed to something not far away: "This set of fabric will do."

She paid the money, picked up the fabric, and then heard the shopkeeper say, "Don't you need your clothes made here?"

Qiu Yuehan didn't understand the intricacies of this matter.

The female shopkeeper smiled mysteriously: "We have a tailor in the shop, who is also a cultivator. He can embroider the clothes for you in half an hour, but..."

Qiu Yuehan asked calmly, "How much more do you want?"

The female shop owner gestured with her fingers: "It's almost dark. Once we finish this garment, we'll close up shop."

"Go ahead and make one just like this garment. I'll come back in half an hour to pick it up."

Most cultivators don't care about money. Qiu Yuehan had saved up quite a bit from doing missions in previous years, but she never had a chance to use it. This was her first time going out of the mountains to choose clothes for herself, and she got ripped off badly.

She didn't seem to care.

Is today a holiday?

The female boss said "Oh" and said in a very festive tone, "The winter solstice is coming soon, and our local custom is to hold a grand festival to admire the river lanterns in advance."

As Qiu Yuehan walked onto the street, she suddenly felt the influence of the Mortal World Sword Dao.

Slowly, she walked to the riverbank, where people had already lit orange lotus lanterns in the water, their flickering lights drifting further and further away along the river.

So beautiful.

The sounds of children's laughter and lovers' whispers reached my ears.

Peace and tranquility are wonderful.

The way of the mortal world is contained within this.

Qiu Yuehan was captivated by the excitement, and something resurfaced from the depths of her heart.

A distant memory surged into my mind.

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"We humans have all suffered, which is why we know the beauty of life."

The old woman's name was Long, supposedly because she was born in Longshan, hence the name Longpo.

Granny Long's parents died at the hands of another race, leaving Granny Long the only survivor. From then on, she devoted herself to cultivation and became the strongest member of this human race.

He is a powerful cultivator at the peak of the second realm, approaching the third realm.

Granny Long continued, "Life is good. As long as you are alive, there is hope. By the way, what kind of clothes do you like? I will find you some nice clothes when the human race gathers in the future."

Humans are skilled in sowing and weaving, a skill renowned among all races.

Granny Long had no husband and therefore no children. After finding Qiu Yuehan, she raised her as her daughter.

At first, the girl thought that if she went back to the human tribe, she would be bullied, since she was not human and the gap between different races was too great.

But that didn't happen. Those overly kind humans not only didn't bully her, but also brought her delicious sweet fruits.

Perhaps it's because the Elven race generally doesn't bully humans.

Qiu Yuehan asked softly, "What kind of clothes does Mother-in-law think suit me best?"

Granny Long smiled and said, "You still have to choose for yourself."

"A simple black dress will do."

She no longer wanted pretty clothes. The Spirit Clan liked to wear clothes in blue, white, and green to cover their bodies, but she no longer wanted to wear such flashy colors. Black would be fine, so she could blend into the night and no one could see her.

Grandma Long patted her head: "We'll talk about it later. We need to take the food back today."

They come out to hunt.

Winter was approaching, and this branch of the human race was running low on food, so Qiu Yuehan came with the old woman to hunt for the tribe.

Granny Long asked in confusion, "Hmm?"

Suddenly, there was a rustling in the distant forest, and the roar of some strange beast was particularly clear.

As the two drew closer, Granny Long made a shushing gesture at Qiu Yuehan.

Qiu Yuehan nodded and parted the grass to look over.

It was a pack of white foxes, and they were hissing disdainfully around a red fox.

The red fox had an injured leg, but it held its head high and looked at the other foxes with hostility.

Fox clan?

Qiu Yuehan was aware of the hierarchy of contempt within the fox clan, with pure white fur being the most noble and ordinary, unintelligent red foxes being the lowest.

What the two witnessed was likely bullying within their own clan.

That red fox had probably gained intelligence, but it was still disliked by the white fox, so it was bullied like this and its legs were bitten.

The lead three-tailed white fox scoffed at the red fox twice, then puffed out its chest and led the other foxes away.

Do you know what they're doing?

Qiu Yuehan could only whisper, "The fox clan has a strict hierarchy. That red fox must have angered the three-tailed white fox, so it was expelled from the clan."

After a while, when the group of white foxes had disappeared from sight, the red fox was on its last breath and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Qiu Yuehan looked at Granny Long and said, "I'll go take a look."

She was reminded of herself, who had also been expelled from her tribe.

The red fox looked up alertly and saw Qiu Yuehan approaching. It tensed up, arched its back, and hissed again, as if it wanted to attack Qiu Yuehan.

But it was too badly injured, and being a young fox, it couldn't stand up at all.

Granny Long said, "It's still a female fox."

Qiu Yuehan slapped the red fox twice, leaving it dizzy and disoriented: "Don't make any noise."

She turned to Granny Long and said, "Granny, the fox clan is best at finding prey. If we take it back and heal its wounds, it will be able to communicate with us. This winter, the clan's food supply will be more or less secured."

(End of this chapter)