Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 111, Section 110: Royal Blood
When Hades awoke again, the forest was eerily quiet.

The rain has stopped, with only the occasional droplets of water remaining on the leaves dripping down and finally hitting the soil with a pattering sound.

The girl's coarse cloth clothes still smelled damp, clinging to her skin and bringing a chilling sensation.

The red fox let out two low growls and gently touched the girl's fair arm with its furry paws.

"You need to calm down."

The girl opened her eyes. The red fox had guarded her all night. Just as Granny Long had said, the group of raiders ignored her because she wasn't human.

She didn't get up immediately, but instead hugged her knees and sat on the muddy ground, curling up in a ball with extreme insecurity.

Memories come and go like a tide.

The girl's voice was hoarse and low: "I'm very calm."

After a while, she finally stood up, her skirt covered in mud, hanging heavily.

The forest was in ruins; the bloodstains left from last night had been washed away by the torrential rain, as if nothing had ever happened.

The sun rose again, its warm light filtering through the layers of leaves and falling on the girl's face, but she felt no warmth. She looked up at the sky, staring blankly, detached from all emotions.

"Tell me, what did Granny Long and the others do wrong?"

Her voice was as soft as a feather.

The red fox's tail swept lightly across the ground, its large tail also getting covered in mud: "Nothing is wrong, it's just too weak."

Yes.

It's just too weak.

The girl slowly walked out of the big rock. She thought of the newborn baby in the tribe and the firefly cake that Granny Long had made for her not long ago.

The morning-picked *Firefly* grass is mixed with flour and special flower petals, shaped, and then baked.

The process is simple, yet it has a fresh, herbal aroma.

She will probably never be able to eat it again.

Returning to the place where we had gathered yesterday, we found it completely looted, with nothing left.

The girl walked up to the bone vendor's stall, suddenly squatted down, and began rummaging through the dirt with her fair fingers, her fingernails quickly filling with black mud.

After a while, her fingertips touched a familiar sensation. It was the black dress she had bought yesterday. In her haste to leave, the dress had fallen to the ground.

Because it was stained with mud, the Elven race did not take away this inconspicuous garment.

The girl dug her skirt out of the mud and hugged it tightly to her chest; the mud on it stained her fair skin a grayish-black.

Looking at the empty platform, she seemed to hear Granny Long's voice again.

The red fox gently rubbed its tail against her leg and said, "Let's go."

The flint in his arms was still warm, transmitting a faint warmth through the fabric.

When the girl regained consciousness, she told herself that the first thing she needed to do was to send the flint back to the tribe.

This winter is very cold, and the people of the tribe are still waiting for the flint to keep warm.

The red fox said softly, "You're bleeding."

Without anyone noticing, the girl's fists clenched tightly, and she bit her lip, drawing bright red blood from her thin, cool lips. The metallic taste filled her mouth, creating a dizzying sensation.

A mix of emotions rushed into my head.

But Hades forcibly suppressed all these emotions.

With difficulty, Mingjun opened her lips and said, "Let's go back to the tribe. The people in the tribe are still waiting for the firestone. This winter will be very cold and very long."

Winters for humans are always cold and long.

Larks soared and sang high in the sky, their songs clear and melodious, as if praising the rainbow after the rain.

soon.

A huge lake appeared before the Underworld King's eyes.

The red fox jumped into the lake: "Let's wash up."

The Underworld King nodded and stepped into the lake, gently washing his dress. He then sank his old clothes into the lake and put on the new dress, which was now soaked with water.

“My mother-in-law once told me that as long as there are people who remember the deceased, the deceased will not really die, so the living need to carry on the legacy of the deceased.”

Humans are the race that most wants to survive.

The girl seemed to sense something; she suddenly turned around and reached out her hand.

Suddenly, a ghostly blue flame appeared all around.

A ray of blue light came from afar and suddenly leaped into her hand.

A faint voice came from behind: "I hope Ming can grow up well. Children without parents always have to grow up prematurely."

The girl asked incredulously, "Grandma Oboro?"

This last thought was Granny Long's last thought, drawn to her identity as a spirit, and came into her hand.

"Mother-in-law."

The girl could no longer control her emotions.

He knelt on the lake shore and wept aloud.

~
Dawn is approaching.

A slight crack appeared in the distance, and the dull night was gradually driven away by the sunlight.

The Underworld Lord pulled Lu Changyuan to the top of the World Tree's crown.

Below, the spirit race was already gathering intermittently, while the Underworld Lord was using Lu Changyuan as a pillow, closing his eyes to rest.

"Weren't you supposed to take over the entire Spirit Race? Wake up, it's time to get up."

Lu Changyuan could clearly see the girl's brows furrowed, yet she gripped his clothes tightly.

He sighed and sat on the edge of the tree canopy, from where he could see the clouds on the horizon and look down upon the ancient beings, just as he could see a red light in the distance now.

I don't know what kind of light it is.

In fact, the Eldar were a very powerful race in ancient times, otherwise they would not have been able to dominate the World Tree.

It's difficult to ascertain the exact height of this tree, as it is still growing.

It's starting to look more and more like the Jianmu tree from human legends.

"In the future, I will bring the human race to live in the trees."

The girl opened her eyes at some point and suddenly said, "Anyway, the Spirit Race can't fill the tree."

Lu Changyuan just smiled and didn't say anything.

The Underworld Lord was raised by humans, so naturally he has feelings for them.

"The Spirit Race outside is already kneeling; aren't you going out to see them?"

The girl turned over, her face facing Lu Changyuan's stomach, and then moved closer to him.

She had her back to the kneeling spirits below.

He said, "I won't see it."

A person's sense of belonging to a group comes from the people they know and past memories.

But the Underworld Lord's feelings for the Spirit Clan, and those to whom those feelings were entrusted, had all vanished with the flickering firelight of that night.

When Hades closed his eyes, he was transported back to many years ago, to that night when the royal family was being hunted down, the night was filled with flames and screams.

How much longer until the honorific title is bestowed?

The Underworld King said softly, "I don't know either, but it'll definitely be soon."

Lu Changyuan was actually quite interested in how people in ancient times entered Yaoguang.

What exactly is the title bestowed by Heaven?
How did the human race, as the weakest of the races, gradually become the masters of the world? These are questions that Lu Changyuan wants to know.

Lu Changyuan suddenly said, "They've been kneeling for several days now."

"Ah."

The girl simply gave a soft "hmm".

The sundial hangs in the air.

Then the thick fog rolled in again.

Beneath the tree canopy, the spirit race knelt before the tree, their heads bowed, as if they were mortals who had come to confess their sins.

boom!
It started with an extremely faint sound, as if something had exploded, and ended with a series of sounds.

Lu Changyuan paused for a moment, looking into the distance. The few beams of fire he had seen not long ago suddenly exploded, and then something began to drift towards the World Tree from afar.

"Are those Elven race members trying to escape?"

"Ah."

Ultimately, there were still some supporters of the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord, while those Spirit Race members who did not believe in evil thought that they would be fine if they stayed far away.

They underestimated the power of the Underworld King's magic.

No matter how far they escape, they can only become clusters of blooming spider lilies.

Lu Changyuan silently stroked Mingjun's hair.

But a sense of unease ran through him.

Just a moment ago, he seemed to sense a fluctuation of Yao light emanating from the Underworld Lord.

Something is coming this way.

The Underworld King rose, his tall figure standing atop the treetop, and looked into the distance: "Someone is coming."

A sudden splash of blood appeared in the thick fog, turning the fog belonging to the Underworld Lord into a viscous swamp of blood.

Something has reversed and devoured the power of the Underworld Lord.

Lu Changyuan raised the thought of giving up.

This scene looks somewhat familiar.

When Lu Changyuan and Qiu Yuehan were being chased by two people from the Blood Demon Palace after leaving the mountain village, they were also surrounded by this kind of viscous blood mist.

Yes.

He hadn't had a chance to eat the noodles that were boiled in plain water at that time.

Pickled radishes are the same.

The Blood Demon is about to be born.

Blood Demon Palace and Blood Demon?
Lu Changyuan suddenly snapped back to reality. This was not the time to think about such things, because the girl beside him seemed a little strange.

"what happened to you?"

Red marks appeared on the girl's fair skin, as if blood was about to burst through her skin.

"The blood of royalty is boiling." A sound like the wriggling of maggots came from beneath the World Tree.

That was a sound that caused physical discomfort.

Lu Changyuan frowned: "Are you alright?"

Hades shook his head: "There shouldn't be any major problems. It seems that Red and Blue have helpers."

"Those two aren't dead?"

"Ah."

Lu Changyuan now knows that the Underworld Lord already knows that Chi and Lan are not dead.

"I didn't sense their last thought. They escaped using a method I didn't know about, but they'll find their way back sooner or later."

Having plotted for the Heavenly Dao title for so many years, the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord certainly wouldn't give it up easily.

Lu Changyuan said helplessly, "Now he's really back, and he's brought quite a few helpers with him."

From where the two were sitting, it was clear that many different groups were coming to the World Tree.

The Underworld King shook his head, his black hair swaying gently: "It doesn't matter how many come. You just wait here for me, I'll go and kill them all."

The girl's voice was cold, but her tone was excessively gentle because she was speaking to Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan nodded.

He looked up and saw that the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord were already standing in the sky, coldly looking at the Underworld Lord with a strong sense of provocation.

The fog rolled in again.

Lu Changyuan slowly stood up.

"What? You think I'm easy to bully?"

The words fell.

A splash of red appeared behind Lu Changyuan; it was a blood-soaked figure that was hard to describe, exuding a strong stench of blood.

The blood-soaked figure hissed, emitting a sound similar to an eagle's cry, extremely piercing. Drops of scarlet blood fell and transformed into wriggling blood worms, crawling towards Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan finally saw the blood man's appearance clearly. It had no face, only countless small mouths—the face was made up of countless blood worms, and its body was not made up of human skin texture, but of wriggling skin composed of densely packed blood worms.

"What disgusting stuff."

Lu Changyuan sighed, "They are even more disgusting than those who cultivate the blood path."

He slightly lowered his wrist, and the Severing Thoughts Sword unleashed an extremely fast arc of light. The blood worms in the front row exploded the moment they touched the sword energy, turning into a foul-smelling blood mist.

However, even more bloodworms surged forward, stepping over the remains of their own kind.

They quickly changed shape, transforming into an indescribable cloud of blood.

Can't be killed?

Lu Changyuan frowned, but before he could react further, something came from behind him.

boom!
It was a huge, eyeless worm that suddenly pounced out of the mist. Lu Changyuan reacted extremely quickly, using his Severing Thoughts to stab the worm's abdomen. The worm was incredibly fast, and the wound created by the Severing Thoughts instantly became enormous, dripping green, foul-smelling, corrosive slime. A few drops landed on the back of Lu Changyuan's hand.

Stab, sting, sting.

The acidic viscous fluid corroded the flesh, and Lu Changyuan shook it off expressionlessly, as the sharp sword energy rose again.

What Lu Changyuan couldn't understand was that both the blood cloud and the worms were frozen in place, motionless.

what's the situation.

It stopped fighting halfway through?

They're wondering why you haven't disappeared yet.

Should I disappear?

The road is so long and strange.

Because he didn't know what the Blood Demon was, Lu Changyuan naturally didn't know that the Blood Demon was a counter to the royal family's guardian spirit.

The Blood Clan, through the combined power of their clan, can create a Blood Demon that can sever the bonds of a contract.

The guardian spirits summoned by the royal family are essentially bound by a blood pact with the new life created from the royal family's own blood.

This kind of contract can be destroyed in an instant if the Blood Demon touches even a drop of the Guardian Spirit's blood. Once the blood contract is destroyed, the Guardian Spirit will disappear instantly, and the royal family will suffer a backlash. This is why the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord wanted to find the Blood Demon to deal with the Underworld Lord.

Lu Changyuan did not disappear because he was not a new life created by the blood of the Underworld Lord. Rather, the Underworld Lord forcibly pulled him here through the connection.

He was not a spirit, but a physical being. The Underworld Lord did not place a blood pact with him, but only strengthened the connection between them using a symbol called Yu.

The Blood Demon has no effect on it.

The blood worm quickly regained its senses and pounced on Lu Changyuan again.

Pure Yang!

The sword, as scorching as the sun, fell silently, wiping out the blood-soaked men and worms.

"What exactly is this?"

Lu Changyuan frowned, picked up a bloodworm that had fallen to the ground, and activated the "Five Desires and Six Dusts Transformation Mind Technique". In an instant, the bloodworm was drained into a shriveled skin.

"His technique is improving?!"

Lu Changyuan's actions can be understood as eating the worm, which means he ate a part of the Blood Demon.

And the result of this is...

The "Mantra for Transforming the Five Desires and Six Dusts into the Mind" has made progress, albeit small, but it is real.

This technique, which originated from the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" and the half-body of the Desire Demon, is so advanced that even Lu Changyuan, its creator, is not entirely clear on how to improve it.

Unexpectedly, by sheer chance, after consuming a portion of the Blood Demon, they actually found the path.

Lu Changyuan squinted.

If I eat the Blood Demon, will I be able to enter the Fifth Realm?

Let's put this dangerous idea aside for now.

Lu Changyuan heard a disdainful shout coming from afar: "Ming, do you really think Lan and I are just going to die like this?"

The girl stood in the air, her beauty ethereal, and said calmly, "I don't care. Even if you don't die, you'll come back to die again."

The sundial reappears.

Crimson Lord and Blue Lord rushed forward.

Soon, the two Venerable Ones shouted angrily: "How is this possible? Why are you unaffected?!"

Lu Changyuan stood with his arms crossed, watching the show from the World Tree.

These two Venerable Ones planned to use the Blood Demon to inflict a backlash on the Underworld Lord, and then take the opportunity to kill him.

But the Underworld King was unaffected, and they walked right into his trap.

"What are you waiting for?" The girl's lips curled into a smile. "Are you waiting to die?"

With Lan Zun and Chi Zun looking on incredulously, Ming Jun quietly appeared behind them and pressed their heads down.

boom!
Blood and flesh flew everywhere in a chaotic mix.

Chi Zun asked incredulously, "Why are you unaffected?"

The Underworld King bent down and kicked the two of them from top to bottom into the ground.

She seemed to enjoy this kind of brutal, hand-to-hand combat, method of beating the enemy to death.

The Crimson Lord's form was ethereal as he roared, "Are you even of any use? You haven't killed her guardian spirit yet? You don't want the royal blood anymore, do you?"

Both Mingjun and Lu Changyuan looked at the black-robed blood demon that had coalesced from the darkness.

Barely reaching the sixth realm?

What are you doing here, Six Realms cultivator, fighting the Underworld Lord? Aren't you afraid he'll just kick you around like a ball?
The Blood Demon slowly writhed, its hoarse cries sounding like some kind of curse, inspiring disgust.

For no reason, the Underworld King felt a chill in his heart.

The fog cleared.

The blood-constructed realm quickly filled the surroundings, and the surging river of blood rushed in with the blood demon's hoarse cries.

And from that river of blood, one person after another slowly rose up.

The King of the Underworld's pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints.

Those people were royalty, the deceased royalty, her closest relatives.

"Red, Blue! You actually allowed it to devour your own kind!?"

A sword materialized in the hand of the Underworld Lord and then suddenly fell, its gray-black sword energy seemingly about to cleave the Crimson Lord and the Blue Lord in two.

But the sword light was blocked in mid-air.

A very bad premonition arose in the mind of the Underworld King.

The Underworld Queen has an extraordinary sensitivity to death. At this moment, she actually sensed death, and that death was actually her own.

The river of blood gradually spread, engulfing the spirit race below. The ordinary spirit race members struggled and cried out in the river of blood, but eventually sank to their deaths.

The card crashed.

The King of the Underworld heard a sound.

Look down.

That's her body breaking down.

why?
Without a second thought, she flashed in front of Lu Changyuan: "Let's go!"

boom!
Suddenly, a dazzling curtain of blood burst open from her body; the blood of royalty turned against its master at that moment.

Lu Changyuan reacted extremely quickly.

He activated the "Five Desires and Six Dusts Transformation Mantra" and placed his hand on the shoulder of the Underworld Lord.

"Don't move around. I'll stabilize your injuries and calm your bleeding."

Blood trickled from the corner of the girl's mouth and flowed down her cheek.

She raised her sword with all her might, slicing through the underworld and space, filled with the power of the Underworld Lord. Like the Styx River overflowing its banks, the sword light cleaved the Blood Demon, the Crimson Lord, and the Blue Lord into pieces.

Even though he wasn't in good shape, this sword strike was still terrifying enough.

But this could not kill the Blood Demon. The maggots that were shattered by the sword light reassembled, wriggled, and would soon become new Blood Demons.

Lu Changyuan suddenly realized something.

What if the Blood Demon's ability is to control blood and destroy connections, and the Blood Demon has already devoured all the royal families except for the Underworld King, using the blood of the other royal families to curse the Underworld King in reverse, causing the Underworld King's royal blood to boil, or even attacking his master?
With her last bit of strength, the girl said, "To Mount Long."

Crimson Lord and Blue Lord had not expected the Blood Demon to have such an ability; they thought the Blood Demon was joking when he said he wanted to kill the Underworld Lord.

Bearing the blood of royalty, the Underworld Lord is the final piece of the puzzle for the Blood Demon's path to enlightenment. If one cannot devour the Underworld Lord, even if one obtains the title, the Blood Demon's path will not be complete.

(End of this chapter)