Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 116, Section 115: I'm not part of the dowry.
Why didn't you let him finish speaking?

The red fox rose from a distance, a large hole opened in her chest, and the wind blew through the hole, bringing a cool sensation.

"It's not like it's gone. Besides, I'm not human now, so I can't experience the various aspects of human life. It's not perfect for me."

The girl looked at the sky, where a heavenly tribulation was about to fall, a punishment for her forcibly ascending to the Jade Light and breaking the rules by summoning someone who defied time and space.

But the girl looked calmly at the Heavenly Tribulation and said, "He has already gone back. If you still insist on making trouble, not to mention that I am here, the person who cultivates the Dao of Time may also take action."

The heavenly tribulation paused for a moment.

"In exchange, I will not hinder your plans; the chaos should indeed end."

The red fox leaned closer: "What are you chattering about? Can you heal my injuries first? Huh?"

A star lit up and the title of Heavenly Dao suddenly descended, and the Crimson Fox stood in the light.

The girl turned around and looked the red fox up and down: "I want to transform into a human, and you..."

The fox was still savoring its Yao Guang magic when it suddenly bristled: "Don't look at me like that! I'm not some dowry maid. What's so interesting about a hairless human? Besides, what kind of rabbit eats the grass near its own burrow?"

The Underworld Lord shook his head: "I want to help the human race win."

The red fox twitched its ears and its large tail stood up: "It will be difficult."

"Call Jiang Jue and the others to Jianmu. The human race has made many preparations."

The Underworld Queen looked up at the sky, where her Underworld Kingdom was, the Underworld Kingdom she shared with Yu.

A small ball of light materialized in the girl's hand; this was Granny Oboro's thought.

The red fox brushed the Underworld Lord's leg with its tail and said, "Are you really going to do this?"

"This is my path, and there's no reason not to try it."

The Underworld King carefully cast Granny Long's thoughts into the Underworld. This became the first illusory spirit to walk on the ground in the Underworld. It drank its fill of the Underworld King's flesh and blood, and sooner or later, a new life would bloom from its decaying flesh and blood.

The red fox said irritably, "You should know that even if she were alive, she would no longer be Granny Oboro."

"Ah."

The girl simply hummed in agreement, then stood atop Mount Long, gazing at the misty sea.

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"Senior sister? What are you looking at?"

Qiu Yuehan withdrew her gaze, putting the jumbled memories in her mind to the back of her head.

"I'm looking at the clouds; the clouds here are quite beautiful."

Moon Fairy gripped her sword tightly. Her sword was extremely thin and extremely fierce, but now, with a gentle swing, the clouds on the summit of Mount Long swirled around the fairy's sword, eventually transforming into a piece of cloud brocade.

Xia Lianxue looked at Qiu Yuehan in surprise.

She knew that her senior sister was extremely talented, but she never imagined that Qiu Yuehan's talent was this good.

When the little fairy in the white dress followed Feng Xianlong to cultivate, the Feather Moon Immortal Palace was already a behemoth with countless geniuses inside. However, even these countless geniuses could only rank behind Qiu Yuehan.

The title of chief disciple of Miaoyu Palace is well-deserved.

Xia Lianxue suddenly thought of something else.

The two true disciples of Miaoyu Palace were trained to succeed her, but Xia Lianxue was already the master of Miaoyu Palace, so the only successor left was Qiu Yuehan.

Is she going to pass the position to Qiu Yuehan?
Xia Lianxue felt a headache coming on at the thought of this, because Qiu Yuehan was still the young master's young master's young master.
Xia Lianxue gritted her teeth, but for the time being, she regarded her senior sister as the junior sister of Tianshan.

Is the sect leader going to try and take people from me?
The relationships are a complete mess, but whatever, let Miaoyu Palace do whatever it wants from now on.

Palace Master Miaoyu decided to give up thinking.

Qiu Yuehan turned around and said, "The sacrificial ceremony has begun."

The sun had set, and the moon had taken its place. Torches were lit all around, and the runes on the stone platforms shone with a deep blue light. Countless fireflies seemed to emerge from the forest, clinging to the runes and twinkling along with their glow.

In the firelight, the shadows of the Moon Fairy's eyelashes flickered, obscuring her emotions. She suddenly asked, "Junior Sister, do you know who the Spirit Clan's sacrifices are for?"

Xia Lianxue tilted her head: "I don't know, didn't they say that they were worshipping ancestors?"

The little fairy isn't a spirit, so how would she know who the spirits' ancestors were?

Qiu Yuehan narrowed her eyes as the memories that surfaced because of the sacrificial ceremony became increasingly clear.

“Junior sister, I read in an ancient book that almost all of the Spirit Clan died in the war with the Demon Clan. Only a few Spirit Clan members came to Longshan under the guidance of their ancestors to suppress the monsters.”

"What ancient book is this?"

"I saw it by chance," Qiu Yuehan could only say.

Xia Lianxue felt that her senior sister was strange. Just like the young master, whenever she encountered something new, she would say that it was written in an ancient book.

She's the Palace Master of Miaoyu Palace, and has been cultivating Taoism for over a thousand years. How come she's never heard of such an ancient book?

Qiu Yuehan pointed at Lan Xi, who was already dressed in a moon-white sacrificial robe, and said, "If Longshan is a place to suppress monsters, why would you be offering sacrifices to your ancestors here?"

Her words fell.

Lan Xi had already raised the white jade scepter high in his hand, murmuring in an ancient language that no one else could understand.

Qiu Yuehan frowned and looked at a member of the Spirit Clan not far away: "Do you know what this sacrificial incantation is saying?"

The spirit was taken aback. He didn't want to answer Qiu Yuehan, but for some reason, he felt he couldn't not answer: "I don't know, it should be a sacrificial phrase passed down orally by the clan leader."

In other words.

This group of spirits didn't even know the meaning of their own sacrificial language.

Qiu Yuehan understood; it was the language of the ancient spirit race. The general meaning was that, in her own spirit race identity, she was calling for the return of her ancestor.

Lan Xi continued chanting the sacrificial incantation, and even picked up the sacrificial knife, dripping her blood onto the very center of the altar.

This is extremely common in sacrificial rites, where flesh and blood serve as a connection to prove the identity of the spirit and to help the recipient of the sacrifice identify their descendants.

The runes that were glowing blue suddenly turned scarlet, a sight that sent chills down one's spine.

If the memory just now is true, then Qiu Yuehan is 80% sure that this sacrifice is not a sacrifice to the so-called ancestors of the Spirit Clan. Who is it actually being sacrificed to?

I didn't think much of it.

Qiu Yuehan turned to Xia Lianxue and said, "Stop the sacrificial ceremony, Junior Sister. I have a bad feeling."

Although Xia Lianxue was puzzled, she didn't say much. With a slight lift of her finger, Lan Xi, who was halfway through the ritual, was lifted into the air and couldn't move at all.

The two quickly landed on the altar.

Lan Xi struggled, "What do you two mean by this?"

Xia Lianxue looked at Qiu Yuehan, only to find that Qiu Yuehan's pretty face was icy cold, unusually so.

Qiu Yuehan asked, "Are you sure this ritual is for your ancestors?"

Lan Xi immediately replied, "Yes."

The Moon Fairy asked again, "When did the sacrificial ceremony begin?"

This question has never been asked before, as it should be difficult to trace the start time of the sacrificial ceremony.

"It has existed since ancient times."

Qiu Yuehan shook her head: "Junior sister, he's lying."

Xia Lianxue narrowed her eyes and increased the pressure in her hand. The power of time filled Lan Xi's body, causing Lan Xi to age rapidly.

Lan Xi, who was originally just old, suddenly became incredibly old, just like a robust old tree that had turned into a worm-eaten, dying dead tree.

Lan Xi had no choice but to say, "It started three thousand years ago!"

The fairy snorted coldly, forcing Lan Xi to tell the truth.

The Spirit Clan's sacrificial rites were not passed down, and the summit of Mount Long was not originally inhabited by the Spirit Clan.

But on that night three thousand years ago, a huge rain fell, and a bolt of lightning struck the summit of Mount Long, setting the mountain ablaze. The fire burned all night before the altar was revealed.

That very night, a man in black robes knocked on the door of the Spirit Clan chieftain.

It said, "The Spirit Race has been suppressed by the Human Race for too long, to the point that they have forgotten their original abilities. As long as you stay on the mountaintop day and night and communicate with your ancestors with your blood, your Spirit Race ancestors will bless you."

At that time, the chieftain of the Spirit Clan was skeptical, but thinking that there was no harm in worshipping ancestors, he began the sacrifice the next day. He even built a huge jade cauldron according to the method taught by the black-robed man, and performed the sacrifice according to the incantation passed down by the black-robed man. Sure enough, a strange phenomenon occurred, and the Sacred Pearl appeared out of thin air, helping the people of the Spirit Clan to break through many of the five realms in a short period of time.

Qiu Yuehan coldly asked, "Where is the man in black robes?"

Lan Xi cried out in despair, "I don't know! I really don't know!"

Moon Fairy turned to her junior sister: "Junior sister, what happened three thousand years ago?"

“Three thousand years ago, apart from the first appearance in the Underworld.” The little fairy frowned, then pondered carefully: “Then, four hundred years ago, when the Food Buddha Temple was established, it claimed that their origin came from a true Buddha two thousand six hundred years ago.”

Xia Lianxue only remembered these two things. After all, the little fairy was not from three thousand years ago. More than a thousand years is enough to bury many things. If she really wanted to know, she might have to ask the vanished Feng Xianlong.

Boom!

All three of them turned their heads at the same time.

The blood on the altar glowed eerily, and unsettling chewing sounds rang out.

"moon!"

Today should have been a full, clear, and cold moon, but at this moment, the moon has turned into a crescent moon, and its color has turned scarlet, as if it is about to drip blood.

Lan Xi looked at this scene, then suddenly grinned ferociously: "As expected, my ancestors were suppressed under Mount Long by you!"

Xia Lianxue pressed, "What ancestor?"

"You humans won the destiny and suppressed our ancestors in Mount Long. If it weren't for that black-robed man telling the former clan chief, our Spirit Clan would probably have been deceived to the point of extinction!"

Qiu Yuehan said expressionlessly, "So, even though the Spirit Clan obtained the Sacred Pearl, and it was later stolen, you still hold sacrifices on this mountain in order to use the connections within the clan and to feed the suppressed ancestors so that it would be easier to release them in the future?"

Lan Xi laughed wildly: "That's right. Your human race forbids other standing races from having Yao Guang, and now you will surely suffer retribution. My ancestors have already attained enlightenment. If we release it, it will become an unexpected Yao Guang for your human race!"

Xia Lianxue said calmly, "Yes, please continue."

Lan Xi was stunned for a moment.

He then remembered that the Palace Master Miaoyu had already attained the Dao of Yaoguang, and the ancestor he thought he was had been suppressed for many years. Even if he were released, could he defeat the little fairy in the white dress?

But he remained completely calm. He sneered, "That man in black robes said he would return when my clan's ancestor was born."

If that man in black robes is also Yao Guang, then it will be a two-on-one situation.

The little fairy is only at the sixth realm now, so it seems unlikely that she can win.

Qiu Yuehan said coldly, "Do you really think your ancestors are imprisoned down there?"

Lan Zun said, "Otherwise what? My Spirit Clan has been stationed here for ten thousand years!"

"You've been fooled for so many years and you're still gloating over it?!" Fairy Moon drew her sword and said coldly, "Junior Sister, this is getting serious."

Even without Qiu Yuehan saying it, Xia Lianxue knew that the altar was actually gushing blood, and the viscous blood, which looked like maggots, quickly spread out and crawled up.

The Spirit Race member asked blankly, "What is this?"

Blood quickly engulfed him; his blood and flesh were completely swallowed by the tide of blood.

Lan Xi exclaimed in disbelief, "How is that possible!"

Qiu Yuehan scoffed, "Fool! If the ancestors of the Spirit Race were truly being suppressed down here, would we have allowed your Spirit Race to live here?"

Lan Xi clearly hadn't thought of that.

Perhaps he believed this was an insult from the human race, that they had suppressed their ancestors and forced them to guard the seal.

"Junior sister, what's being suppressed down there is the Blood Demon! It's been fed by these idiots every ten years, and now it's about to come out!" Qiu Yuehan shouted.

Xia Lianxue directly activated the Time Dao, attempting to reverse the seal back to before it was opened. However, the enormous altar had already begun to collapse inch by inch. The gushing blood only paused briefly before continuing to fall endlessly, filling the entire Longshan Mountain with a nauseating stench of blood.

"Blood Demon? Impossible! The Blood Demon should be suppressed in the Blood Demon Palace!" Xia Lianxue said incredulously, "The Blood Demon Lord of the Blood Demon Palace suppressed the Blood Demon, then devoured it, and only then did he comprehend the Blood Dao from the Blood Demon and ascend to Yao Guang!"

This is actually a secret in the world of cultivation.

As a rising star, Blood Demon Palace did not have a predecessor like Jade Palace. Instead, it was a newly established sect that rose to prominence thanks to the Blood Demon Lord.

The Blood Demon primarily cultivates the Blood Path, and the Blood Demon Palace was founded on the Blood Demon, who is now suppressed beneath the Blood Demon Palace and whose power is being extracted by the Blood Demon Lord using great supernatural powers.

It is precisely for this reason that the people of the Blood Demon Palace can travel thousands of miles a day by cultivating the Blood Path, firmly occupying the positions of the Nine Gates and Twelve Palaces.

But if the Blood Demon Palace is under the Blood Demon, then what exactly is being suppressed under Mount Long?
The question was answered quickly.

Because in the center of the altar, a figure slowly coalesced from the viscous, swamp-like blood.

It was a giant, blood-red worm!
This is indeed a Blood Demon, and what's most bizarre is that this giant blood-red worm only has half a body. On the forehead of the worm, which is woven from half of its blood vessels, there is a huge character for "Netherworld".

Qiu Yuehan unleashed a sword beam: "Junior sister, it has already been born. We cannot stay in Longshan for long; this place has already become its demon kingdom."

During the thousands of years of suppression, the Blood Demon has infiltrated every corner of Mount Oboro.

From Qiu Yuehan and Xia Lianxue's perspective, the entire mountain seemed to be bleeding.

The fairy tried to roll up Qiu Yuehan at an extremely fast speed, but Qiu Yuehan, who was rolled up, turned into a pool of blood in the next moment.

"Senior sister?!"

The blood-red curtain around them parted, and Qiu Yuehan, who had been standing in the same spot, had been switched at some point.

The little fairy in the white dress, disregarding the scarlet blood on her body, tore open the blood curtain and saw the truth: Qiu Yuehan had been swept up by the blood-red monster hand and was being carried toward the worm's giant mouth.

The Blood Demon knew that Xia Lianxue was difficult to deal with, so he never set his sights on her from the beginning.

Moreover, the Blood Demon would never forget the face that had suppressed it for thousands of years. It went mad from the moment it was born, seeking revenge against the Underworld Lord.

As it happened, its enemy was right in front of it, so no matter the cost, it was determined to kill Qiu Yuehan here.

Xia Lianxue raised her sword. She cultivated the Dao of Time, but she was quite proficient in the Thirteen Swords of Miaoyu, and she was also quite proficient in Lu Changyuan's swordsmanship.

The sword light that emanated from the girl's hand reached the long, grotesque hand almost instantly, severing the Blood Demon's body inch by inch, but failing to save Qiu Yuehan.

This Blood Demon actually risked damaging his own essence and being severely injured by Xia Lianxue's sword, just to devour Qiu Yuehan.

"Senior sister!"

Xia Lianxue's voice drifted over from afar, her anxious and restless emotions almost overflowing.

Qiu Yuehan spat out a mouthful of blood. Her already frail body was squeezed by the giant hand, and she heard the mournful sound of her bones. Her black skirt was stained with her blood, which looked extremely glaring. The blood that was spat out quickly turned into mist and entered the mouth of the Blood Demon first.

The fairy bit her cherry-red lips until they turned white, trying to raise her sword, but she heard the sound of bones breaking again. A gaping maw full of sharp teeth was right in front of her. She was like a flower blooming in the clouds, drifting helplessly, or like a weak willow struggling to survive in the wind.

Am I going to be eaten?
Qiu Yuehan inexplicably recalled many things; the old monster's face flashed before her eyes, and past memories flowed like a gentle stream.

So hot.

A sudden surge of heat swept across her delicate white feet, causing the jade bracelet to glow with a hazy light, even scalding her fair skin.

The excruciating pain throughout her body made Qiu Yuehan feel as if she were hallucinating.

She seemed to see someone?

It is said that people see a revolving lantern before they die. Is this her revolving lantern?

boom!
Like a hammer slamming into the ground, the Blood Demon had no choice but to release Qiu Yuehan, and the huge worm's half-body was suddenly slammed to the ground.

Qiu Yuehan slowly descended, like a falling black snowflake, and fell into Xia Lianxue's arms.

From the character "冥" (Ming, meaning darkness) on the worm's forehead, emerged a person dressed in black robes, carrying a long sword. The worm was the one he hammered into the ground.

I don't know why he doesn't use that sword that looks exceptionally sharp.

Xia Lianxue exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master?!"

Lu Changyuan smiled and said, "Yes."

He then stomped on the worm in mid-air, crushing its head and causing blood to splatter everywhere: "Long time no see. That's how it is for you, but I'm really fed up with you."

Eyes open and close.

Before Lu Changyuan could react, he saw the Blood Demon Worm open its mouth, as if it wanted to swallow Qiu Yuehan whole.

His instinct was to throw a punch.

(End of this chapter)