Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 84. I figured nobody wanted this fruit anyway.

Lu Changyuan shook the Three Lives Fruit in his hand.

"Has Your Highness ever eaten the Three-Life Fruit?"

Su Youwan shook her head.

She wasn't even born when the Underworld was last born.

Lu Changyuan thought to himself, "If you don't take what Heaven has given you, you will suffer the consequences."

The silver-haired girl said, "Is this the kind of thing to say?"

Lu Changyuan smiled, then snapped the Three Lives Fruit open with a bang. Strangely, the grayish-black fruit was not filled with grayish-black maggots of ghosts and the underworld, but rather with tender pink flesh that looked quite appetizing.

"Don't worry about those things, here, I'll share half with you."

He handed half of the Three-Life Fruit to Su Youwan, then put the fruit in his mouth and chewed.

Lu Changyuan had already eaten this fruit once, so the second time he could only taste it.

It is different from the fruit that grows on ordinary trees.

This Three-Life Fruit is so bitter that you want to spit it out.

Just like the life of an ordinary person, in the past, when there was no money, one could only go out and do manual labor to earn a few taels of silver. Later, when life got better, one could no longer walk, see other scenery, or eat delicious food.

Life passes by in helplessness and bitterness.

Lu Changyuan swallowed the fruit without any expression.

Su Youwan frowned her beautiful eyebrows, and after a while, she also took a small bite of the fruit.

The anticipated illusory three lives did not appear, and I felt nothing.

The highest level of being is not misled by the fictional concept of three lifetimes, nor is it attracted by the illusory Dao.

So it seemed like they both ate, but it also seemed like they didn't.

The cultivators from the fourth realm and the crazed cultivators fought fiercely and were no longer there. Lu Changyuan and Su Youwan did not linger, but continued walking towards the end of the eastern city.

As you venture deeper into the Underworld, you'll find ruins engulfed in blue flames. What should have been a majestic royal palace is now reduced to mere remnants, hinting at its former glory.

The swallowtail-shaped upturned eaves and the bronze bells hanging above them have all turned into shadows and vanished into death.

Lu Changyuan said calmly, "If the King of the Underworld does not return, this place will remain forever in ruins."

Su Youwan stretched out her fair hand and stroked the ancient marks. There were some stone carvings on the wall not far away, depicting what looked like a person with pointed ears, holding a spear and fighting against a monster.

“The Underworld King lived three thousand years ago, but judging from this scene, it seems to be more than three thousand years ago. A few years ago, someone brought out similar totems from ancient sites, as well as some incomprehensible characters.”

"Perhaps the Underworld King also found a similar totem back then, after all, the era of the three thousand great demons in ancient times is too far away."

Lu Changyuan did not intend to investigate the matter further.

"So, does Young Master Lu intend to enter the palace?"

"You can't get in. There are remnants of the Underworld King's Dao inside the palace. Going in is suicide."

Moreover, the sundial was not in the palace in front of them.

Lu Changyuan looked at the dilapidated palace gate with a half-smile: "If the sundial really returned to the Underworld, it's probably down there."

Su Youwan waited silently for Lu Changyuan to continue, but saw Lu Changyuan simply pick up Duan Nian and slam it into the ground.

clang!
A melodious sound, like the gentle flow of a clear spring, suddenly rippled in the space in front of them.

Lu Changyuan looked at this familiar scene: "The Underworld Palace has two sides. The upper part is where the king rests, while the lower part is where the sinful spirits are imprisoned."

Not only that.

The dead end is also below.

If the spirit of sinners walks the path to death, they may be forgiven.

Dead ends and prisons are an inseparable part of life.

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Passing through this thin layer of ripples, the world seemed to turn upside down. When the two looked up again, they were met with endless darkness. From the dark energy that almost swallowed all light, they could vaguely see neat and orderly prisons.

These cages are interspersed with each other, and each cage holds an illusory spirit. At first glance, these spirits all appear to be on the verge of death.

The spirits of the underworld will be extinguished here, eventually becoming the foundation of the underworld.

Lu Changyuan didn't look at the spirits for long, but instead rushed to the deepest part of the prison. There was an hourglass-shaped stone sculpture there, and at the very center of the sculpture was a huge circular hole, which was empty inside.

It's like a perfect sculpture missing its head. I've seen this scenery before.

This place looked just like the last time he came.

But that shouldn't be the case now.

"Young Master Lu?"

Su Youwan walked to Lu Changyuan's side: "Why are you standing still?"

Lu Changyuan's expression was solemn: "Are you sure the Palace Master of the Sun and Moon Palace ordered someone to return the sundial to the Underworld back then?"

"Well, that's true."

The silver-haired girl repeated, "There's no mistake. Back then, the Sun and Moon Palace Master ordered a cultivator named Chen An to return the Sun and Moon Sundial."

What happened to that monk afterward?

"Then Youwan doesn't know."

Lu Changyuan pointed to the center of the hourglass and said, "If the sundial really returns to the underworld, it will definitely return to this place, because this is the beginning of the dead end."

But there was nothing in the center of the stone carving.

"Or perhaps Chen An didn't return the sundial back then."

That's impossible. The inscription suggests that the sundial is in the underworld, so Chen An did indeed send the item back back then.

That leaves only the worst possible outcome.

"Or perhaps someone stole the sundial and hid in the underworld for hundreds of years."

Since the Lord of the Sun and Moon Palace returned the sundial to the Underworld, until this time when the Underworld was opened.

The Underworld was opened three times in total.

"Young Master Lu, look over there."

Su Youwan suddenly spoke up, and Lu Changyuan looked in the direction the girl pointed. There was a prison there, and the spirit inside seemed to have gone mad, desperately banging on the prison bars.

The spirit was now only half its original body, indicating that it had been imprisoned in the prison of sins for an unknown period of time and was about to dissipate.

Lu Changyuan suddenly spoke, incredulously asking, "Luo?"

This spirit has known each other for a long time.

The reason I know it is because this spirit was once very strong and even stopped Lu Changyuan from going down the path of death. Lu Changyuan beat it up several times.

But this spirit should have a very high status in the underworld, so why is it in the Prison of Sin?

Ling saw Lu Changyuan and roared hoarsely, as if using all its strength to remind Lu Changyuan of something.

In an instant, Lu Changyuan raised his sword and blocked the darkness.

Clang!
The firelight illuminated the darkness.

A huge axe appeared before Lu Changyuan's broken heart.

Someone is attacking him.

Lu Changyuan kicked out, and a rain of sword techniques fell like stars. Only then did Lu Changyuan see clearly what his opponent was.

That too is spirit.

But it was a spirit clad in armor, wielding a spear, with horns on its head, and its entire body was pitch black.

Lu Changyuan deflected the opponent's spear, and his spring swords came in a continuous stream, splitting the opponent in two.

The spirit is resentful.

By severing attachments, one can sever the six senses, and naturally sever the resentment of the spirit

This spirit was not strong and quickly died under the power of the broken will.

Lu Changyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Luo.

The spirit named Luo is still howling.

"Be careful... Xiao Qingfeng?"

Isn't that a memorial tablet?
(End of this chapter)