Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 29. Tears of Parting (Want to read more!)

"What?!"

Xia Lianxue could feel the temperature of the man's palm, which was surprisingly hot—no, perhaps it was her own cheeks that were burning.

The man's familiar yet unfamiliar body temperature left Xia Lianxue somewhat at a loss.

Lu Changyuan looked at the fairy with great interest: "Tell me, do you believe me?"

"I believe you. I believe you!"

"Then come with me, let's go get something to eat." Lu Changyuan plucked a leaf from the fairy's hair and waved it in front of Xia Lianxue's eyes: "You'll have the strength to run away if you're full. As for the remaining cultivators, let the people from the Green Grass Sword Sect rescue them."

He glanced again at the white streak in the sky, which was still conspicuous, as if it had torn the sky apart.

The fairy continued to hold the umbrella, and the two of them went straight to the noodle shop at the city gate.

Actually, at this time, this was the only place that was still open.

The sky was dark, and the noodle shop was lit by a few candles. The signboard had been knocked to the ground by the rain, and the dimly lit noodle shop looked somewhat frightening.

Granny Mian was sitting under the tent, watching the rain. She seemed to have known that Lu Changyuan was coming. Two bowls of noodles were already placed on the table, still steaming.

This time, it really was two bowls of clear broth noodles.

Have you seen my youngest daughter, the third son in my family?

Lu Changyuan waved his hand: "I saw him, I saw him. He looks good, but he doesn't seem quite normal. Maybe he's gone crazy from practicing Taoism at Cihang Palace. He covers his eyes with a white cloth and thinks he's avoiding the world."

After saying that, Lu Changyuan picked up his chopsticks, put the noodles in his mouth, and ate the bland, plain noodles with great patience.

Xia Lianxue patiently sat down beside her.

She wasn't actually hungry, but she ate a couple of bites with Lu Changyuan.

The young master then told her to go see for herself.

I don't even know what to watch.

Granny Mian said, "Young master, you must be more lenient with her. She has been spoiled since childhood."

Lu Changyuan suddenly said impatiently, "Don't sound like you're entrusting your child to someone else. If you want to educate the child, go and do it yourself."

Xia Lianxue looked at Lu Changyuan's appearance.

This was the first time she had seen Lu Changyuan like this, and she felt that Lu Changyuan was somewhat angry.

Grandma Noodles was silent for a moment: "I originally thought you would stop me."

Lu Changyuan put down his chopsticks, his eyes as cold as ice: "You're quite the schemer. You weren't even honest with me when you met me. How can I stop you now? The dragon vein is broken, and it's bound to come out!"

The old woman lowered her head, her voice filled with remorse: "I...I will kill him with my own hands, it won't affect anyone else."

Su Luoqiu hid not far away, listening to the two talking, and complained bitterly. It seemed that he knew too much. People who know a lot usually don't live long.

So he tried to shrink himself into a ball, hoping no one would notice him.

Granny Mian didn't dare look Lu Changyuan in the eye: "This was also due to my own selfish desires; I leaked the information to the Blood Demon Lord. I never expected you to come. Brother Lu, I don't have much time left; I'm too old."

The wrinkles on an aged face are sculpted by the relentless passage of time. Those who cultivate immortality remain forever young, and only when their lifespan is about to end do they age significantly.

“Brother Lu, he has become a demon and devoured three thousand people. He has been suppressed for fifteen hundred years. It’s time to give him a release.”

Lu Changyuan squinted and ignored the old woman.

Granny Mian said sadly, "My child with him has turned to dust. I have nothing left, Brother Lu."

She repeated, "Besides, rather than waiting for him to come out and harm the world after I die, it's better to finish him off while I still have one sword left."

Suddenly, thunder rumbled across the horizon, and layers of black clouds flew in from afar, obscuring the sky and the sun.

From afar, someone shouted: "With me here, you dare not be so arrogant!"

That was Li Qingcao's voice; something had changed at Liuqing Lake.

Looking out into the distance, one sees the lakeside lush with greenery and surging with sword intent.

soon.

A sword light shot into the clouds, only to be swallowed up without a trace. The sky seemed to have turned completely black.

Grandma Noodles slowly walked to the table, took out a piece of iron from under the table, and kneaded it with her hands until it became a sword.

The old woman, who was so old she was almost dead, suddenly changed her appearance. Her time seemed to rewind, and a beautiful face under the moonlight quietly returned to her.

What a stunningly beautiful woman.

This former fairy of the Iron Sword Sect gripped her sword once more, returning to her former self.

The Dharma of the Six Realms of Opening Yang swept across the world without reservation.

The swirling dust of the world rushed towards us, and suddenly a crack appeared in the sky, letting in light.

Luan Rumeng, the leader of the Iron Sword Sect, has cultivated for over 1,600 years. Her heart is as clear as glass, and her dreams are as strong as iron. She has achieved great success in her cultivation and is known as the Tai Xuan Sword. However, she is burdened by guilt and has not been able to obtain the Yao Guang sword for a thousand years.

Her voice was as pure and ethereal as a divine spirit: "Brother Lu."

Lu Changyuan looked towards the direction of Liuqing Lake and said heavily, "Wuxiang is dead! What remains is a demon! Not him!"

"But I want to see him."

For no reason at all, memories welled up from the depths of my being.

It was also a rainy night, and the person in front of him was as stubborn as Luan Rumeng. He said, "Changyuan, I must see the scenery of Yaoguang, even if it means death."

Lu Changyuan couldn't stop him.

Just like today.

So he turned his head away, no longer looking at the old woman, and said, "Get lost! You two really are a pair, both of you like to court death! I can't stop you!"

Luan Rumeng bowed and presented her sword, saying, "Thank you, Brother Lu."

Like flowing light and colorful clouds, like a sword as sharp as a rainbow, they soared into the sky.

When the light was no longer visible, Lu Changyuan sighed, "A lovelorn soul in this mortal world."

Xia Lianxue had been quiet until now, when she finally spoke, "Young Master."

"Let me tell you another story. The young man from the Iron Sword Sect, whose real name was Su Wuxiang, killed the Iron Sword Sect's genius, married his senior sister, and had children. But because of his demonic powers, he found the world increasingly uninteresting, so he took up his sword and left for the Dark Domain."

Xia Lianxue poured Lu Changyuan a cup of wine, which Lu Changyuan drank in one gulp.

"Three years later, Su Wuxiang roamed the Black Domain, killing gods and Buddhas alike. But on this day, he encountered two strange people, a man and a woman, who were on the run. The two thought Su Wuxiang was also there to kill them, so they attacked one after the other. Su Wuxiang lost to the man with a single sword strike."

Lu Changyuan said, "After the misunderstanding was cleared up, the three of them became friends despite their initial conflict. Su Wuxiang helped the two of them escape all the way and finally got rid of their pursuers. The three of them eventually became close friends and even jointly founded a sect."

Xia Lianxue said softly, "It's an enviable fate, a friendship that started with a misunderstanding."

"Yes, but the good times didn't last long. A year later, Su Wuxiang learned that the Iron Sword Sect of Baiyu was being oppressed by a major sect, so he rushed back."

"Those two must have come to help too, right?"

Lu Changyuan shook his head: "Only that man came, but that was enough. At that time, both the man and Su Wuxiang were already at the sixth level of the realm, and they could go anywhere in the world. They easily killed the invaders, but they didn't come early enough. There weren't many people left in the Iron Sword Sect. I advised him that since he already had a wife and children, he should stay."

Xia Lianxue looked at Lu Changyuan and suddenly thought he was quite handsome. She said, "Could it be that Su Wuxiang didn't stay behind?"

“He stayed, which is why the Glazed Dynasty came into being. But later he became obsessed with breaking through to higher realms. Even though I tried my best to persuade him, he ignored me and was eventually devoured by the lust demon, and finally became a demon.”

Xia Lianxue suddenly realized, "Su Wuxiang was the founding emperor, and Granny Mian was the empress. The one who guards the gate in the Jade Capital is actually their ancestor. Doesn't that mean Granny Mian has been guarding the seal of her beloved alone for 1,500 years?!"

The road stretches far and wide in silence.

Su Luoqiu looked at Lu Changyuan with a shocked expression as he mentioned his ancestor. He only learned today that his grandmother was actually of such a background.

Fifteen hundred years have passed, and all of Luan Rumeng and Su Wuxiang's children have died. Everything has changed, but Luan Rumeng still stays in Shangyujing, thinking of Su Wuxiang at the bottom of Liuqing Lake every day.

Lu Changyuan downed the last of his wine in one gulp and murmured as if in a dream, "The poplar flowers are blooming again."

Xia Lianxue shook her head: "Young master, it is summer now, and willow catkins bloom in March."

So I looked at it more closely.

It's not just willow catkins, it's the tears of those parting.

(End of this chapter)