Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 66. The Long Road Ahead
"Son!"

Xia Lianxue suddenly opened her eyes and found herself on a long red wooden sword, with her familiar senior sister Qiu Yuehan sitting next to her.

"No, I must go find the young master! No, no, I can't go to him."

The wooden sword moved incredibly fast, as if the heavens and earth were flowing backwards, and the girl's voice dissipated in the wind.

She calmed down very quickly, unlike some foolish women. She knew that going to Lu Changyuan now would only make Lu Changyuan's efforts go to waste.

But precisely because of this, the thought of knowing you can't go, yet still wanting to go, is even more agonizing, like ants gnawing at your heart, bringing a slight, throbbing pain.

Calmness is the source of pain.

Xia Lianxue closed her eyes in pain.

Jiang Jiayi bit her finger, and the crimson blood fell onto the wooden sword: "He said you had to trust him, do you trust him?"

The wooden sword then increased its speed again.

The world's sharpest sword was made even faster by the blood from the fingertips.

Xia Lianxue nodded silently: "I believe you. He has never lied to me, never."

The little fairy repeated it several times, as if by constantly repeating it, Lu Changyuan would gain the power to reach the heavens and reverse the course of fate.

"Junior sister," Qiu Yuehan said, hugging her shoulders, "Don't worry too much."

Although the senior sister already knew that her junior sister's identity was not simple, she still reached out her delicate hand and gently took her junior sister's hand: "He will be alright."

Xia Lianxue felt a tightness in her chest, as if a breath was stuck in her throat, making her extremely uncomfortable.

A sudden, terrifying thunderclap boomed in the distance, as if the thunder had transformed into a snake, ready to devour everyone.

Under the overwhelming might of Heaven, even cultivators could only remain silent in fear.

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It will never be dawn here.

The vast mountains were buried by dark, heavy clouds, and not a ray of light could be seen. As long as Xia Lianxue lived, the sun would not rise.

As if the next day would never come, time stood still forever before dawn.

Lu Changyuan just stared at the tribulation lightning as he had many years ago.

Miaoyu Palace has been sealed off, and the great formation has isolated him from the outside. He has been sitting here for two days, and his power has been fully accumulated.

The wind howls, the desolation of autumn carries with it sadness, and the symbolism of loss is overwhelming, making it hard to breathe.

Someone came over with an umbrella; it was the silver-haired Third Princess: "Two and a half of the three days have already passed. At most, there's half a day left before Feng Xianlong's legacy magic will become ineffective."

Lu Changyuan did not turn around, but simply gave a faint "hmm".

"Your Highness, it's best not to linger here. When the heavenly tribulation descends, you'll inevitably get injured as well."

Su Youwan nodded, her alabaster-white skin seemingly glowing in the darkness.

She remained expressionless.

"My mother-in-law asked you to take care of me before she passed away, but now it seems that I am the one who needs to take care of you. If you die, I will collect your body."

Lu Changyuan found it somewhat amusing: "How do you know I'm definitely going to die?"

Su Youwan cultivates the Heavenly Dao of Destiny, making her a semi-expert in avoiding heavenly tribulations. She can sense that the heavenly tribulations in the sky have been accumulating for a long time and are now even more furious, possessing at least the power of Yao Guang.

The road ahead is long and we haven't even reached the fifth realm of enlightenment yet. How long can we hold out?
The silver-haired girl shook her head: "It would be good if you could survive, then no one would become a widow. I'm talking about Miss Xia."

Lu Changyuan looked up at the sky and said softly, "Your Highness, I think the Heavenly Dao is really unreasonable, even arrogant."

"Yes, that's how the way of Heaven has always been."

Su Youwan said, "Mortals toil and struggle their whole lives just to have enough to eat, and suffer all their lives, yet they can't even get a home to live a peaceful life. Heaven can't see these things, which is fine, but once someone goes against it in the slightest, Heaven will be furious and bring down punishment."

"Yes."

"So if you insist on doing this, I will choose a good coffin for you, carved from redwood and wrapped with gold thread, and find you a feng shui treasure land."

The Third Princess smiled, her radiance making even the crimson lightning in the sky lose its luster: "That way, you won't turn into a zombie."

Lu Changyuan uttered a curse.

Boom! ! !

The lightning tribulation arrived suddenly.

Lu Changyuan said, "Let's go!"

Without saying much, the Third Princess drifted away, found a place, held an umbrella, and watched Lu Changyuan face his tribulation.

The tribulation of lightning arrived half a day earlier than expected.

Feng Xianlong's relics only existed for two and a half days, which means that Lu Changyuan must be delayed by half a day.

They're pretty much the same.

Think long and far ahead.

So the young man stood up, holding a three-foot-long sword, and said to the Heavenly Dao: "Since I began my cultivation journey, I have deliberately avoided the world. The more people I know, the greater the karma becomes. But even so, the few friends I had left all fell into demonic possession, and in the end, I was the only one left."

A shallow connection can be cultivated, but a deep connection is beyond one's control.

Lu Changyuan thought of many people: Su Wuxiang, the master of the Sun and Moon Palace, and the former master of the Green Grass Sword Sect, but in the end, he thought of the little girl from that year.

Duan Nian floated beside him, then emitted a clear sword cry.

The sword can hear what its master is thinking.

The aura of the long road was rising rapidly, and another star in the sky lit up.

The star belonging to the Path of Ruthlessness, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly shone brightly, illuminating the world. But in just a moment, the star exploded. Lu Changyuan had never felt his emotions surge so intensely.

No, to be more precise, it has been at least a thousand years since we've felt this way. Upon closer examination, that emotion is called anger.

Anger filled his mind, eventually turning into a raging fire. An inextinguishable force surged from his chest, like a scorching sun.

"When Wuxiang entered the demonic path, you unleashed a heavenly tribulation, and I didn't stop you. When I entered Yaoguang and broke the rules, you unleashed a heavenly tribulation on me, and I accepted that fate. But what right do you have to unleash a blood-red lightning tribulation on her?"

The road stretches far and wide, its calm surface seemingly telling the story of what was eaten for dinner the previous night.

"She maintained peace in the world during times of turmoil. As a seventh-realm Yao Guang, she never caused chaos in the world. She only went against the flow of time because she wanted to find me. She did not harm anyone!"

Xia Lianxue felt she had done something wrong, and therefore deserved to die under the heavenly tribulation.

But Lu Changyuan doesn't think so.

"She reversed time for my sake, so you should blame me for this."

Injustice has its head, and debt has its owner.

He has a long road ahead of him and should bear the consequences of this situation!

"I'm going to have a serious discussion with you today!"

At this moment, the Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique exploded completely, and his already somewhat fractured state of mind shattered completely.

Lu Changyuan's aura was completely sublimated, and the power of the Seven Realms Yao Guang swept everything, threatening the desolate Qiu.

He still had one more sword to strike.

Soon, a white mask with smooth, crescent-shaped gold patterns appeared in Lu Changyuan's hand.

"I ended the era of cannibalism in the human world and suppressed the demon of desire for a thousand years. I ask you, I have cultivated for the world for a thousand years, and in the end I can't even protect the people who belong to me? Do you think this is right?"

Lu Changyuan slowly put on the mask, revealing only his eyes that disregarded the Heavenly Dao. The apprehensive cultivator was no longer afraid of the Heavenly Dao.

“I don’t expect you to answer me. You are selfless, but she brought death upon herself without harming a single person, so I’m not convinced.”

The crimson lightning seemed to dissipate in pursuit of Xia Lianxue, while Lu Changyuan soared into the sky, the yin and yang energies transforming into a giant yin-yang fish behind him.

The heavenly tribulation was abruptly stopped.

If it doesn't kill Lu Changyuan, it won't be able to leave this place.

Then, the rolling lightning, carrying the mortal world with it, crashed down.

Lu Changyuan laughed, his mouth wide open. If Xia Lianxue were here, she would be surprised that Lu Changyuan had such intense emotions.

A clear, insightful voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth.

"It's better not to cultivate the path of ruthlessness!"

"Today I will explain my reasoning to you!"

There is a song in the mortal world that goes: "Golden mask, three-foot sword, Chang'an in the human world for a thousand years."

The Taoist priest of Chang'an has reappeared in the world!

This was followed by an imperial edict.

Spring and autumn, summer and winter!

The four seasons of heaven and earth began to change extremely quickly. In the blink of an eye, spring, summer, autumn and winter had all passed. A flower would bloom and wither in just a few breaths. This cycle repeated itself. Each season quickly condensed into a long sword that fell in front of Lu Changyuan.

I have stripped the Heavenly Dao of its power to change the seasons and transformed it into my sword!

The Spring Sword is Qingyang, the Summer Sword is Zhuming, the Autumn Sword is Baizang, and the Winter Sword is Xuanyin.

Lu Changyuan then said, "Pure Yang, Extreme Yin."

Spring and autumn, summer and winter combine in pairs, the four seasons change, and they become the two energies of yin and yang, which become the Pure Yang Sword and the Ultimate Yin Sword.

The immense yin and yang energies met the crimson lightning tribulation head-on, and the enormous shockwave uprooted trees within a radius of thousands of miles, while the churning water formed rain that fell.

Only a tiny shadow remained in the sky, facing the man-eating Thunder Sword.

The wind paused for a moment, and bursts of sound waves, invisible to the naked eye, exploded forth.

The lightning tribulation was partially cut away by the Pure Yang and Supreme Yin swords, which also blurred the blood-red lightning tribulation.

Boom!

Heaven became even more enraged, and the chaotic thunder almost turned the Hundred Thousand Mountains into a lightning field.

Lu Changyuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand: "Today I want to see how much you have improved since I struck you with that sword five hundred years ago."

The two energies of Yin and Yang circulated and eventually merged again, becoming the final sword strike.

"Yin and Yang give birth to all things."

"The pure is the source of the impure, and movement is the foundation of stillness."

When the two polarities combine, black and white transform into the purest primordial state, which is also the origin of heaven and earth.

This sword is named as such.

Taiyi!

A bright sun shines in the clear blue sky, a sword pierces the heavens and earth.

Starlight, majestic and powerful, cleaving the heavens with thunder.

This is the reason why the road is long!
(End of this chapter)