Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 109, Section 108: The Girl and the Red Fox

"What an adorable little fox! Can I pet it?"

The red fox bared its teeth.

The Underworld King patted the red fox's head and said to the little human girl, "It's okay, you can touch it."

"But it looks like it's going to bite me."

So the girl pinched the red fox's muzzle, lifted it up, and brought it to the little girl: "Don't worry, it's a beast, not a demon."

The little girl then stroked the fluffy fox with satisfaction.

"Ming, what are we eating today?"

"Rabbits, Granny Long and I hunted quite a few rabbits. And a wild boar too."

"Great! I won't go hungry today!"

The girl smiled and nodded. She liked seeing the smiles on other people's faces because of her efforts.

This is a sense of belonging.

The Underworld King quickly brought the Red Fox to his residence.

The girl lifted the curtain of the tent, which was made of wood and cloth, released the red fox's mouth, and put it down.

"Don't run around, you'll die if you do."

The red fox arched its body and its fur stood on end.

“You and I are both abandoned by our clan. You should know how difficult it is for a lone creature to survive here now, let alone how weak you are.”

The girl sat on the edge of the simple stone bed and said, "If you want to leave, you'll have to wait until your injuries heal."

The red fox had a deep gash on its leg that exposed bone. If it didn't receive timely treatment, it would likely suffer serious damage in the future.

"Humans are not like beastmen, who have strong regenerative abilities. They are extremely fragile and can easily die from injuries. Therefore, humans have invented many herbs."

The girl took out some greenish herbs from the tin can next to her and slapped them onto the red fox's leg.

The red fox grimaced in pain.

"Bear it."

Soon, a voice called out from outside the tent: "Dinner's ready!"

The girl turned to look at the red fox: "Don't run around, I'll go get you some food."

Soon the girl arrived at the red fox's side carrying food.

She said calmly, "Everyone has a share of food. You haven't been accepted yet, so there's no share for you. I'll give you half of mine."

The red fox sniffed the rabbit meat the girl offered, then tore it apart and ate it in one bite.

Its hoarse cry.

The girl understood what it meant: "Why should you share what you hunted with others?"

"Last year there was a major flood that killed a lot of crops, so everyone had nothing to eat."

The red fox then said, "That's not what I was asking."

The girl glanced at the red fox: "Although it's hard to understand, among humans, the weak are protected by the strong. I hunted the prey well, so I can eat more, but not too much. Even if I have to go hungry, I have to leave more food for the pregnant women in the tribe."

"It was clearly your prey that you hunted?"

"We are all one."

As a girl of the Spirit Clan, she never imagined that one day she would be running around for food.

But she eventually accepted that she wasn't strong enough, at least not strong enough to fast, so she still needed to eat.

The girl said, "Humans are able to survive so resiliently entirely because of this kind of mutual assistance among their own kind. You wouldn't understand. The law of the jungle that preys on the strong doesn't apply to humans. Humans have always thought about the continuation of their race's survival."

The red fox ignored the girl.

But the girl's voice continued to drift over: "Don't reveal the fact that you have a spirit. Humans are not friendly to demons."

Enlightenment turns one into a demon.

Without wisdom, one is a beast.

The red fox is a demon that can suppress its instincts, not a beast.

The red fox tucked its large tail under its head, curled up into a ball, and remained silent.

The girl's voice flowed like a clear spring: "Remember, you owe me a life, and you owe humanity a life."

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Qiu Yuehan came to her senses.

The river water had grown cold, and the surroundings had returned to their desolate state. The river lanterns had all vanished, as if time itself had passed.

It was completely dark.

How long has passed?

Qiu Yuehan didn't know, but when she arrived at the cloth shop, there were still lights on.

The female shop owner exclaimed, "Why are you so late? My little shop stayed open two hours late just for you!"

"I'll add money."

Qiu Yuehan tossed a small bag to the female boss.

The female boss immediately beamed with joy: "Come often, yes, you should come often."

He enjoys doing business with Taoist immortals.

Paying money makes things simpler and less troublesome.

The female boss thought to herself that this was all thanks to the Taoist priest of Chang'an, who left behind such a reasonable sect.

Wait a minute, this female immortal doesn't seem to be from the Taoist sect. Oh well, it's all the same anyway, she came from the mountain.

Qiu Yuehan took the clothes; it was a black, wide-sleeved Taoist robe, the same style as the Taoist robes of Miaoyu Palace, only the white had been dyed black.

She nodded in satisfaction, then changed into her new clothes.

With her black hair and black clothes, she resembled a bright moon in the darkness.

By the time she returned to the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, a faint light was already appearing in the distance.

It's almost dawn.

The junior sister stood at the door, looking at her with an amused expression: "Where did you go, senior sister? Did you go to see the young master behind my back again?"

In the past, Qiu Yuehan would have been speechless for a long time after hearing such teasing words. But today, she just shook her head: "I went to comprehend the Way of the Mortal World Sword. The cultivation method of the Daoist sect is indeed unique. Cultivation is cultivation. You can't just stand on the mountain and drift around. Otherwise, you will forget that you are a human being."

Xia Lianxue was taken aback for a moment.

"Why is Senior Sister dressed all in black? She always looked perfectly fine."

Qiu Yuehan said softly, "We need to change things up every now and then."

In the past, when she wore white, Qiu Yuehan looked like a cold and aloof sword immortal from heaven. Now, dressed in black, she looked more like a murderous demon in the night, especially with her cascading black hair.

Just by changing clothes, there can be such a big difference?
Xia Lianxue inexplicably sensed an indescribable aura emanating from Qiu Yuehan, much like the unpleasant feeling she had when facing Lu Changyuan in the past.

Yes.

Senior Sister has also practiced the young master's magic, and now she also likes to wear black clothes.

This is not a good sign.

We can't let my senior sister end up like that.

So Xia Lianxue asked, "When does Senior Sister plan to climb into Young Master's bed?"

"Uh-huh?!!"

Qiu Yuehan suddenly snapped out of her daze: "Junior Sister, what are you talking about?!"

Xia Lianxue said jokingly, "You didn't have that thought? I thought Senior Sister and Young Master had tried all sorts of tricks behind my back. After all, you have a magic mark on your body, so I think there are many ways you can play around with it."

"Junior sister! What are you talking about! I didn't have such thoughts at all!"

"No?"

Qiu Yuehan bit her lip: "No!"

"It better be."

Xia Lianxue's gaze was deep and unsettling, making Qiu Yuehan feel as if ants were crawling all over her, leaving her extremely uncomfortable.

"Then let's go, Senior Sister, it's time for us to go to the Spirit Clan."

A small sedan chair draped in white gauze appeared before Qiu Yuehan; this was a magical artifact sent by Jiang Jiayi through a messenger.

The interior space is about the size of two beds, with soft cushions made of the finest fabrics and decorated with white gauze and milky white beads.

There's even a tea table in the very center, so you can brew tea while traveling.

Qiu Yuehan got in, and Xia Lianxue then rode the sedan chair, transforming into a streak of light.

"Junior sister, what's the current situation of the fox clan?"

She thought of the red fox in her dream and, for no apparent reason, wanted to ask how the fox clan was doing.

Xia Lianxue rested her chin on her hand, looking at the scenery outside: "So that's how it is. After the Fifth Realm cultivators transformed into human form, they came to the cultivation world to compete with female cultivators for men. In recent years, they've even learned the techniques of the Hehuan Sect, making them even more aggressive in their competition for men."

"Is the fox clan still centered around the snow fox?"

Xia Lianxue was slightly surprised: "Yes, after all, snow foxes are more blessed by nature. Compared with ordinary red foxes, snow foxes are closer to the Dao."

Qiu Yuehan asked as if it were a casual remark: "Does the fox clan have a saying about the red fox attaining enlightenment?"

"I don't know. I'll have to ask the current leader of the fox clan. The demon clan is weak now, and the beasts that used to be intelligent can't develop their intelligence and can't embark on cultivation, let alone the red fox, which is already difficult to develop its intelligence."

Xia Lianxue watched as the clouds receded one by one.

Suddenly, he laughed and said, "It was all done by the young master. He said that the cultivation world does not allow the existence of powerful demons, and the demons must fight each other constantly."

Qiu Yuehan was slightly taken aback; she really had no recollection of what Lu Changyuan had done.

"Don't the demon race know this?"

Xia Lianxue sneered: "The lower-level demons have no concept of being part of the same race, while the upper-level demons do know that. But if they don't cooperate, the human's sword will fall."

In that instant, Qiu Yuehan suddenly felt that Xia Lianxue was the one with the grace of the Palace Mistress Miaoyu.

The sect leader of the twenty-one most powerful sects in the entire cultivation world, the rare Yao Guang cultivator, said as matter-of-factly as autumn wind blowing away fallen leaves: "The world belongs to our human race. All other races can only look to us for approval."

The biting winter wind howled past.

Qiu Yuehan thought to herself.

Whatever.

What's there to think about?

It's just a dream.

With the Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique inside her body, Qiu Yuehan wasn't worried at all about anything strange getting into her body.

She didn't notice that Xia Lianxue was staring at her with wide eyes not far away.

In that instant, Xia Lianxue could no longer perceive Qiu Yuehan's time, as if Qiu Yuehan was not a person within time, but rather the moon standing alone in the sky.

"Sister?"

Qiu Yuehan shook her head: "I didn't sleep last night, so I'm a little tired now and it's easy for me to get distracted."

Xia Lianxue felt that Qiu Yuehan was becoming increasingly blatantly lying.

First the cold pool water was hot, now I feel sleepy during the day.

"Junior sister, I don't know where I heard it, but it says that the Spirit Race used to live on a giant tree."

Xia Lianxue suddenly reached out and touched Qiu Yuehan's forehead with the back of her hand: "You don't have a cold, why are you talking nonsense lately, Senior Sister?"

Qiu Yuehan shrank back: "I'm just a little curious."

"Senior sister, did you also hear those spirits talking nonsense? Our ancestors used to live on a towering tree called Jianmu, but that's just a legend."

"Where do the Spirit Race usually live now?"

The little fairy in the white dress replied matter-of-factly, "Longshan."

Northwest of the sea, west of the Xuan River, there stands a majestic mountain called Longshan.

Below them are blue-haired, pointy-eared beings who control yin and yang and govern life and death; they are called Oboroguruma.

Longshan Longshan.

Qiu Yuehan murmured the name of the mountain softly.

A strange, bittersweet feeling welled up inside me.

(End of this chapter)