Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 123, Section 122: First Year of Junior High
"This method will not work."

"Using the people of one city to kill a sixth-level demon is already the best outcome. Otherwise, once the demon is fully developed, many more people will suffer in the future."

"But how innocent are mortals? They are just living their own lives, yet they are taken away by the terrifying consequences of the desires of cultivators."

"There's no need to argue anymore. If you won't help me, I'll go and slay the demon myself!"

Lu Changyuan opened his eyes.

I had a bad dream about things from the past.

Sunlight filtered through the snow-covered bamboo, casting shadows on the snow-covered ground, creating a sense of tranquility.

The little fairy's sleep-talking came from beside my ear: "Brother Lu, hee, Brother Lu."

*Smack!* Lu Changyuan patted the little fairy's head.

"Well."

Lu Changyuan said helplessly, "Get up."

"Sleep a little longer."

The little fairy opened her eyes groggily, saw Lu Changyuan's profile, then pulled her little head back in, pulled the blanket over her head, and snuggled softly against Lu Changyuan, using him as a pillow.

The sun is high in the sky.

Lu Changyuan then saw the little koala use time magic, and time in the room suddenly became longer: "Sleep for another incense stick."

Heaven knows how long it will take for that incense stick to burn outside to burn inside.

Helpless, Lu Changyuan had no choice but to gently push the little fairy's hand away, carefully place it back in her hand, and then quietly leave the house.

Just then, the door next door opened, and a silver-haired girl dressed in blue and white clothes, with a wooden hairpin tied up, saw Lu Changyuan come out. Her red eyes stared at Lu Changyuan, as if she felt something else.

Su Youwan was not blindfolded.

She smiled and said, "Happy New Year."

Lu Changyuan replied, then asked, "Why didn't you say so yesterday?"

Last night they ate dinner, drank some aged liquor from the Taoist temple, and played around until midnight. They only went back to sleep after the firecrackers had stopped going off.

The silver-haired girl paused for a moment: "For me, the day only begins when the sun rises."

That is one reason.

The girl's red eyes were devoid of any emotion, seemingly devoid of sorrow or joy, like a clear mirror.

But she spoke up, "Why was there no sound tonight?"

Lu Changyuan was taken aback: "What's that noise?"

He stared at the girl, their eyes meeting for a long time before he understood what Su Youwan meant, and then he was speechless.

Last night, the little fairy held him all night and slept without doing anything, which was quite unusual. Maybe she was tired from playing, or maybe she knew she couldn't keep up with the long road ahead and needed to conserve her energy.

Squeak.

The door behind Lu Changyuan was opened again, and the little fairy rubbed her sleepy eyes and complained, "Why did you get up so early, young master?"

"Didn't you say you wanted to sleep a little longer?"

The little fairy's hair, which seemed to have been pressed down hard by Lu Changyuan last night, was now sticking up a bit, making her look quite adorable: "Young Master is already up, what am I supposed to do while I'm still sleeping?!"

It seems it's not that I'm staying in bed too long, it's that I'm staying in bed too long.

The little fairy waved her hand, covered her mouth with her hand and yawned slightly before saying, "Miss Su."

Su Youwan hummed in agreement.

Xia Lianxue blinked: "I'll go cook some porridge. Young Master, go and wake Senior Sister up."

Should I go and call Qiu Yuehan?
The fairy had already gone far away. Lu Changyuan recalled the scene of practicing swordsmanship on the snowy night yesterday, and walked to Qiu Yuehan's door and knocked.

No movement.

I knocked again, but there was still no response.

These fairies, who usually rely on meditation to restore their energy, seem to be a bit reluctant to get out of bed now that they've rediscovered their sleeping habits.

Just as Lu Changyuan was debating whether to open the door and go in, the door was suddenly pulled open.

Lu Changyuan's thoughts slowly settled. A woman with fair skin and delicate bones bloomed before him. Her smooth black hair and a moon-white bodice wrapped her exquisite body. A fragrance belonging to a virgin and a fairy, along with a slight warmth, wafted towards him.

Long, beautiful legs still generously caught Lu Changyuan's eye.

Moon Fairy asked calmly, "Is there something you need?"

"Tang'er wants you to have some porridge."

Qiu Yuehan nodded and then asked, "Would you like to come in?"

Lu Changyuan shook his head and took a step back.

Qiu Yuehan now has a bit of the feeling of the Underworld Lord.

That fairy's boudoir looks like it's turning into a man-eating cave; let's just forget about it.

Before long, the little fairy had cooked the porridge, and its fragrant aroma wafted over even before it was served.

Snow pear and lotus seed porridge.

Lu Changyuan guessed that the little fairy had probably used the Time Dao to ripen the ingredients again, and then picked the fresh ones to make porridge.

Time Travel is just too convenient.

In the future, we can eat seasonal fruits in winter. If the little fairy becomes a fruit merchant, she will definitely make a lot of money.

Xia Lianxue served Lu Changyuan a bowl: "The wedding dress should be on the mountaintop. I'll go get it for her later."

Lu Changyuan picked up the bowl of porridge without even taking a spoon, squinted his eyes, and took a sip. The warmth went down his throat to his stomach, spreading a feeling of comfort.

"Young master, I need to go back to Miaoyu Palace for a visit."

Lu Changyuan asked, puzzled, "Why go back to Miaoyu Palace?"

The little fairy cupped her face in her hands, her eyes sparkling: "I came here in a daze because of the heavenly tribulation, and I haven't even sorted things out over there yet."

Xia Lianxue is, after all, the mistress of Miaoyu Palace; she can't just leave such a large family business lying around.

"I'll go back and make some arrangements, and also give Hanqiu some instructions. We need to come up with a plan for what to do next."

Hanqiu is the only one of the three immortals to survive.

The little fairy smiled gently: "I'll also be bringing my dowry."

The Taoist sect is a long-term territory. After marriage, she follows her husband and has to open her small grave mound to take out the wedding dress that she buried there when she thought she was going to die and bring it over.

By the way, the little fairy also needs to go back to her secluded place to see if she can find a way to return to Yao Guang. She is now feeling a little bit of a crisis.

When are you leaving?

"I'm leaving today."

Lu Changyuan ladled out another bowl of porridge: "So eager?"

Xia Lianxue smiled sweetly: "Go early and come back early. No matter what, I can't let Miaoyu Palace decline like this in my hands. It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the new year and give Miaoyu Palace a fresh new look."

The little fairy is the first generation of the Miaoyu Palace. If the Miaoyu Palace were to end with only one generation, it would make others laugh.

Lu Changyuan then asked, "Do you want me to go back with you?"

"No need, he's not a little kid."

Although she usually acts quite childish around Lu Changyuan, Xia Lianxue is a genuine cultivation master. It's one thing to be affectionate with the young master in front of her fellow Tianshan people, but once she returns to Miaoyu Palace, she still needs to maintain a certain level of authority.

A majestic little fairy in a white dress!
The silver-haired girl not far away suddenly spoke up: "I also have to go back to the Black Domain. Yes, I will come back, after all, it is here that I can cultivate."

Although he recovered from his injuries at the Taoist temple and sent a message to the one at Cihang Palace, he still hasn't returned. This trip has been far too long.

Su Youwan felt as if she had seen the mortal world. Seeing the people of the Taoist sect enjoying themselves, she inexplicably felt a desire to see her master, not through the Cihang statue, but to actually go and see her master.

Then I'll go back and tell my master that I've taken a fancy to a man, and then come back. I also need to ask my fourth brother how to snatch the man away.

The young master of Cihang Palace is also very busy.

The bustling Tianshan Mountains seem poised to become deserted again in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lianxue tilted her head and looked at Qiu Yuehan: "Senior Sister, do you want to go back with me?"

Qiu Yuehan shook her head silently.

Why would she go back? She still needs to stay at the Taoist sect and have the old monster teach her swordsmanship.

Some fairies have forgotten that they are the chief disciples of Miaoyu Palace, and only remember that they are junior sisters of the Taoist sect. How ungrateful!

Xia Lianxue smiled suspiciously at Qiu Yuehan. After thinking for a moment, she realized that the young master and senior sister were alone together. Although it was part of her plan, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

The little fairy in the white dress looked back at Lu Changyuan and revealed a faint smile, revealing her tiny, white, and even teeth.

Lu Changyuan was a little confused. He was still drinking his porridge when he saw the little fairy in the white dress smiling in a way that was hard to understand. So he asked, "Why aren't you drinking your porridge?"

Xia Lianxue stared at Lu Changyuan, a smile in her beautiful eyes. She said softly, "I got up early this morning and have no appetite. I'll have something else to drink later. You can drink first, young master."

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Qiu Yuehan silently stroked the dragon bone in her hand, thinking that her junior sister would be leaving soon, and that she could perhaps be a little more unrestrained in practicing her sword tonight.

"I'm going to practice my sword."

She finished the porridge, picked up her sword, and walked towards the bamboo forest. Following the path up the Tianshan Mountains, Qiu Yuehan quickly arrived at the mountainside. There were huge rocks protruding from the mountain. Standing on the rocks, one could see the scenery below the Tianshan Mountains from the mountainside.

Qiu Yuehan sat cross-legged on the boulder, took out the dragon bone and held it up to the sun in the sky, and thought of that legend again.

The bones are black, but now it's bright blue sky and no sunshine. There's no comparison. How could a dragon possibly transform into the sun?
Qiu Yuehan suddenly thought of something: why not ask the shopkeeper where he found the bone?
Thinking of this, Qiu Yuehan went down the mountain again.

Because it was the first day of the lunar new year, the streets of the dynasty were still filled with the sound of firecrackers, making it extremely lively.

Qiu Yuehan walked straight toward the antique shop at the corner.

The shop is still there, with red lanterns hanging up, and the interior furnishings are exactly the same. The owner is still that old man with the white beard.

Seeing Qiu Yuehan approach, the old man chuckled and said, "What would this young lady like? My little shop has been selling genuine antiques for many years."

Qiu Yuehan was stunned for a moment.

This old man doesn't seem to recognize her?
She frowned and asked, "Where did you find that bone?"

"Bones? What bones?"

Qiu Yuehan sensed something strange: "Five days ago that afternoon, I saw you being bullied by a cultivator. He wanted to take one of your treasures, but I stopped him, and you gave me the bone."

The shopkeeper's bewilderment was genuine: "Fairy, you must have mistaken the shop. I have never had any bones, and beneath the feet of this magic gate, who can bully us mortals?"

Upon hearing this, Qiu Yuehan's pupils contracted. She took out the bone and handed it to the shopkeeper: "You really don't recognize this bone?"

"I don't recognize it, fairy. No offense, but isn't this just a glowing stone? I wouldn't even pick it up if it were lying on the ground. My little shop is an antique shop."

Yes.

The boss was just an ordinary person, and ordinary people have no idea where this thing came from. He probably brought it home just because the stone was glowing. There are plenty of glowing stones in the world, and it's not some kind of treasure.

Why didn't the previous owner sell it?

The shopkeeper added, "Besides, I didn't even see the fairy five days ago."

Qiu Yuehan frowned: "What were you doing that day?"

"I just open the shop normally, but around 1-3 PM I feel very sleepy, so I fall asleep in the shop and sleep until 7-9 AM. As you get older, it's easier to sleep more."

Wei Shi (1-3 PM)?

That was around the time when she first arrived at the clothing store.

If the boss had fallen asleep at that moment, then who exactly was the white-bearded boss she saw?

Qiu Yuehan asked, "Did you see a cultivator in blue robes?"

It was that monk in blue robes who came to snatch the bone.

The shopkeeper shook his head: "I haven't seen it, but about four days before the New Year, there was a body in the river outside the city that I don't know who it was. Later, it was probably wrapped in a mat and buried casually."

"Where is it buried?"

"It's probably in the north of the city. People from outside who die are buried there."

Qiu Yuehan quickly arrived at the cemetery outside the city as instructed by the boss. With a casual wave of her hand, the ground exploded inch by inch.

soon.

Sure enough, a corpse appeared as the soil turned over. Although it was somewhat decomposed, its features were still discernible. It was indeed the blue-robed cultivator who had stolen the items.

The matter is quite clear: someone disguised themselves as the boss and met her that day; their purpose was... to give her the bones?
What should I give it to her for?
Qiu Yuehan looked at the Daoist teachings; perhaps they weren't meant for her, but for Lu Changyuan?
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"Me? Me?"

In the Hall of Union, which was decorated with images of men and women in lovemaking, Mei Zhaozhao, still dressed in a black robe, pointed to herself and said, "It's me again? I just came back from a mission and almost died in the Underworld. Xiao Qingfeng has no regard for past relationships. I haven't even had a chance to rest for long, and he's already sending me on another mission?"

Mei Zhaozhao was extremely indignant: "I am, after all, the Holy Maiden appointed by the Emperor. Is it appropriate for me to be showing my face in public all day long?"

Standing before Mei Zhaozhao was a stunningly beautiful cultivator with voluptuous breasts, wide hips, a slender waist, and rouge-red lips.

Hehuan Sect, Six Realms Opening Yang, Red Robe True Person, is also a member of the Hehuan Release Desire Sect.

Mei Zhaozhao said angrily, "My injuries in the Underworld haven't fully healed yet, so I can't go on this mission."

The Red-Clothed Immortal looked at Mei Zhaozhao, her voice incredibly charming, making one's heart flutter: "If your injury hasn't healed, find a man to have some fun with, and the treatment will be quick. With you dragging your feet like this, when will your injury ever be healed?"

Upon hearing this, Mei Zhaozhao became even angrier.

Since the new leader of the Hehuan Sect took office, the Extinction Desire Sect has been severely suppressed, and she, as the Holy Maiden, naturally bears the brunt of it, as seen in her last trip to the Underworld.

This mission was extremely dangerous, and Mei Zhaozhao was unwilling to go at all. However, she was a spirit being and could not find a reason to refuse, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and enter the Underworld.

She had finally returned, thinking she could at least have a few days of peace. This time, it shouldn't have been her turn to break through to the fifth realm empty-handed. But unexpectedly, Hongshang found her again.

"I'll find you a dozen or so strong men. If that doesn't work, you can have my good dog. It's got plenty of energy."

Mei Zhaozhao gritted her teeth: "I don't need those. My clothes can't be taken off by just anyone. At least it has to be an excessively strong man, like Chang'an Daoist, before this Holy Maiden can lose her composure and ride on him."

Ironically, this Holy Maiden of the Hehuan Sect is still a virgin.

"Your lineage still thinks about Daoist Chang'an? He has already ascended to immortality!" Hongshang suppressed her smile. Seeing that Mei Zhaozhao was refusing to listen to reason, she snorted coldly: "This time you are going to the Blood Demon Palace. I heard that Xueyanluo has disappeared from the mortal world. The Blood Demon Lord intends to cultivate another successor and is going to do something in secret. Go and see. If you are not willing to do this, you should not go to the Fox Clan's liaison office either."

As soon as she finished speaking, Hongshang disappeared, leaving Mei Zhaozhao both angry and furious.

She was angry, but there was nothing she could do, so she left the main hall. But as soon as she stepped out, she heard seductive music drifting from the side hall.
Mei Zhaozhao hated the scenery. She ignored the unpleasant sounds, picked up her pace, and soon returned to the hill where she lived.

In this den of iniquity, her dwelling was as pure as a lotus flower amidst the mud. Two or three plum trees were planted at the entrance of the small courtyard, and these plum blossoms bloomed in the snow, looking stunningly beautiful.

She planted all these trees herself. She considered many varieties, but ultimately chose plum trees, perhaps because her surname is Mei (meaning plum).

Mei Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief, put down her black robe, and revealed a breathtakingly beautiful face.

It was an extremely alluring face, like a fine vintage wine. You didn't even need to taste it; just a sniff or a kiss was enough to make someone lose their senses and become completely captivated.

If combined with the alluring skills of the Hehuan Sect, all male cultivators in the world would probably line up to kneel at her feet if Mei Zhaozhao so desired.

"Hurry and rush."

Mei Zhaozhao entered her room, completely discarding her black robe. Her wine-red hair cascaded down her shoulders, dazzling like plum blossoms, beautiful yet not gaudy, pure yet alluring.

The girl's translucent skin seemed to glow in the darkness, and her gentle eyes seemed to ripple with the gentle light of autumn water. If a man looked into those eyes, he would have the illusion that the girl was in love with him. These were extremely terrifying eyes.

Her cherry-red lips were flawless, tempting men to taste them, but the girl simply smiled and said, "The morning brings cold rain and the evening brings wind, why is my life so miserable?"

She still had to make a trip to the Blood Demon Palace eventually.

However, in the Blood Demon Palace area, she only knew one person named Xue Yanluo, and that hermaphrodite had severed ties with his family and lost the title of young master.

Why is Xueyanluo giving up his perfectly good position as the young master? He's making everyone miserable!
Mei Zhaozhao sighed, hoping that if the Blood Demon Lord caught her, he would let her go, considering that her uncle was once a favored concubine.

"Fortunately, I wasn't injured at all."

Mei Zhaozhao was indeed not injured during her trip to the Underworld.

Mei Zhaozhao closed her eyes and silently cursed the ancestors of the Red-Clothed Immortal for eighteen generations.

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"Wang Wang."

In front of a small mountain village, a lame monk dressed in a patchwork robe squatted down and patted the head of a big yellow dog.

"Amitabha Buddha, could the dog benefactor possibly tell this humble monk whether the young master of the Blood Demon Palace is here?"

Seeing that the big yellow dog didn't answer, the monk tightened his grip even more.

"Why are you bullying Big Yellow, you monk?"

The village children ran over and scolded the monk.

"This humble monk was merely asking the dog a question."

"You're a strange monk! Why can't Da Huang answer your questions?"

The monk smiled, revealing his sharp white teeth. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, all things have a spirit."

(End of this chapter)