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Chapter 180 This is Love

The world of Chinese Paladin, Mount Shu.

Russell, who had returned from the Demon-Suppressing Tower several days ago, suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze sharp as he looked toward the distant eastern horizon.

There, an evil aura soared into the sky, thick as ink and murky as mud, brazenly announcing its existence to the world.

Failed.

Russell shook his head. Even with his warning, Xu Changqing still couldn't overcome his own mental hurdle.

This is the result of secluded cultivation, detachment from worldly affairs, and ignorance of human nature. Spending years in the mountains, meditating, chanting scriptures, and practicing sword cultivation, one has not witnessed much human deceit or experienced the fickleness of human hearts. Naturally, one cannot resist the seductive charm of the Evil Sword Immortal who understands human nature.

If Chang Yin were to do this, even if the Evil Sword Immortal talked himself hoarse, he wouldn't be able to sway Chang Yin's Dao heart.

Of course, there's no point in saying all this now.

Russell calmly stood up, his body surging with purple energy, shattering all the restrictions placed inside and outside the Wuji Pavilion. In just a few steps, he crossed several miles of mountain road and arrived at the Haoqi Pavilion.

The Haoqi Pavilion was brightly lit, and the five elders of Shushan, led by Qingwei, were all there. The five of them sat cross-legged on futons, their robes neat and their faces solemn. Clearly, as the creators of the Evil Sword Immortal, they had also sensed the breaking of the seal.

"That evil thought has been born." Russell stood in the pavilion, his voice calm.

Master Qingwei sighed softly: "The five of us already know about this matter."

Fate is fate because it cannot be changed by an individual's will or actions.

Before Jing Tian and the others set off, they had already anticipated that the trip would not be successful.

The true purpose of this journey is nothing more than to temper Jing Tian and Xu Changqing, these two chosen ones, and to help them grow up as quickly as possible in the shortest amount of time.

"Okay." After hearing Qingwei's words, Russell didn't say anything more. In any case, he had already obtained everything he wanted, except for the Five Elemental Pearls and the Holy Spirit Pearl, which were still on their way.

One night, about two weeks later.

A vast and magnificent crimson magical power descended upon Mount Shu from the horizon.

Like an endless sea of ​​blood pouring down from the sky, it instantly dyed the clouds above Mount Shu a dark red, enveloping the entire Mount Shu mountain range.

The magic struck the defensive array surrounding Mount Shu. The array couldn't even hold for a moment. The sound of the light barrier shattering was like the collapse of the sky. Countless fragments of runes exploded in the night sky, falling like a golden rain.

In an instant, hundreds of sword lights rose from every corner of Mount Shu. Led by Chang Yin, the disciples of Mount Shu all flew out on their swords with solemn expressions, stood in formation, and faced the powerful and unreasonable being in the sky.

Such a situation has happened before, like tonight. In the past, the defensive barrier collapsed at the first touch, and it descended upon Mount Shu in the same way.

Yes, it was Chonglou again that time. Half a year ago, he forcibly broke open the Demon Locking Tower and took the Demon Sword. What is it for this time?

"Demon Lord, why do you dare to invade my Shu Mountain again? Jing Tian is not currently within the territory of Yuzhou." With his junior brothers, Qingwei Daoist soared into the air, his Daoist robes fluttering in the scarlet demonic light. He met Chonglou's gaze without backing down, trying to read his intentions from that indifferent face.

Chonglou acted entirely out of personal preference, without any motive. Even someone as knowledgeable as him could not guess the true thoughts of the person before him.

Chonglou glanced indifferently at Qingwei Daoist, whom he regarded as an ant, and originally intended to ignore him. But just as he was about to look away, he suddenly remembered that this old man was the master of that annoying Xu Changqing. Due to his hatred for him, a murderous aura that seemed to come out of nowhere suddenly surged out.

"So noisy!"

With a cold snort, Chonglou suddenly clenched his five fingers, and surging demonic energy burst forth from his body. The airflow exploded violently, like a series of thunderbolts striking out of thin air, stirring up a violent whistling sound in the air.

The minor Five Elements Formation shattered instantly. Daoist Qingwei spat out a mouthful of blood mist and shot out, crashing through the walls of several pavilions before finally managing to stand firm amidst a pile of rubble.

Besides him, many elders and disciples on Mount Shu were also badly injured. The aftershock of the five fingers pinching swept across the entire Mount Shu. At this moment, everyone on Mount Shu was seriously injured, and no one could stand up straight. It was only because Chonglou was not a person who killed indiscriminately that, otherwise, after just one move, there would not be a single person left alive on Mount Shu.

"Why are you so angry?" With a flash of purple light, Russell appeared beside Chonglou.

He was in his room, swiping his clothes, when he suddenly sensed Chonglou's presence. Then he saw Chonglou wipe out the entire Shu Mountain with a single basic attack, which was completely out of character for Chonglou.

"When did a bunch of ants dare to question my thoughts?" Chonglou glanced coldly at the Shushan group below, raised his hand, tore through the void, and disappeared.

"Tch—" Russell curled his lip. It was obvious that he had suffered a heartbreak, yet he was still pretending to be cold.

It seems the problem still lies with Zi Xuan. It's truly remarkable that the dignified Demon Lord was so easily broken by a single kiss.

He hasn't had enough experience yet. If he had the chance, Lu Mingfei would take him to get his feet washed a few times.

Russell shook his head, raised his right hand, and sprinkled a stream of healing rain down on Mount Shu. He then transformed into a streak of purple-gold light and sped off in the direction where Chonglou had disappeared.

Watching the man and the demon disappear into the sky, Elder He Yang coughed heavily, helped Qingwei up from her kneeling position in the ruins, and sighed helplessly: "What kind of mess is this?"

"Tell me, which woman could make our invincible Demon Lord so heartbroken?"

At the seaside, a cool breeze blows, waves rise and fall, and the crashing waves pound the shore. Water mist permeates the moonlight, shrouding the lone figure on the reef in a hazy veil.

Chonglou sat on the highest rock on the shore, his long crimson hair fluttering in the night wind, his eyes filled with confusion.

Russell, carrying two cups of wine, sat down next to Chonglou with a rather amused expression.

Chonglou turned his head and looked at Russell with surprise, a rare hint of confusion appearing on his usually cold and hard face: "I haven't even said how you knew I was heartbroken because of a woman?"

"Intuition." Russell pointed to his eyes. "My eyes are my ruler."

"Nonsense." Chonglou snorted, withdrawing his gaze and looking back at the dark sea in the distance. After a long while, he pressed his hand to his chest and said hesitantly, "That woman stole my heart. Logically speaking, I should kill her and take it back, but for some reason, every time I think of her, I feel incredibly lost."

"You've fallen in love with her." Russell shoved the wine jug into Chonglou's hand. "This is what it's like to fall in love with someone: restless and distracted."

"Love?" Chonglou took the wine pot, lowered his head, looked at the edge of the pot illuminated by the moonlight, tilted his head back and took a sip. The wine went down his throat, and the burning sensation spread from his throat all the way to his chest—well, he couldn't taste it. With his constitution, even drinking 100% pure alcohol was like drinking water.

After a moment of contemplation, he raised his head, his crimson eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment, like a child who had just learned to speak asking a question he couldn't comprehend: "So, what is love?"

"Hiss—" Russell took a deep breath; this question had truly stumped him.

He couldn't answer that question either. Even though he had three Daoist partners now, he really couldn't bring himself to explain what love was.

"There are things in this world that you don't know." Chonglou looked at the wine pot in his hand, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes, then tilted his head back and drank the strong liquor in the pot in one gulp.

"Don't panic. Although I don't know how to explain it to you, I have an expert here."

"Oh?"

The next moment, the inner world.

The moonlight faded, the sea breeze ceased, the reefs and waves disappeared, and in their place lay a completely unfamiliar world.

"Where is this?" Sensing the laws of heaven and earth that were so different from any other realm in the Three Realms, Chonglou glanced at Russell.

"My world." Russell snapped his fingers lightly, and the next moment, an arc of light streaked across the azure sky. The sun and moon took turns in the sky, and the stars flowed and arranged in the night. The energy of the four seasons surged in from the four directions of east, west, south, and north at the same time, weaving a flowing picture in the void.

The warm breeze of spring, the scorching sun of summer, the falling leaves of autumn, and the flying snow of winter appear and disappear simultaneously under the same sky, as if an invisible ink brush is painting wildly on the sky, splashing paint and dancing lines, each stroke is extremely brilliant, each line is extremely crazy.

"This is—the power of the world!" A look of surprise flashed in Chonglou's eyes. Although he was also the lord of the Demon Realm, he only controlled less than 50% of the power of the Demon Realm. The vast majority of the power had fallen into unknown hands. This meant that he could not mobilize the power of the entire world as easily as Russell.

"Let's go."

Half an hour later, Chonglou followed Russell to a thatched cottage located in a beautiful valley.

"Where is this place?" Sensing the surging vitality in the air, and the intense baleful aura hidden beneath it, Chonglou couldn't help but wonder who the owner of this thatched hut was.

"Where is the master?" Russell said, his hands clasped together, his face full of piety.

"Say such strange things again." Chonglou ignored Russell's occasional odd behavior and pushed the door open to enter.

As they passed the vegetable garden, a commotion arose inside the house. The curtain was lifted, and a handsome young man with red hair and dressed in red stepped out. His gaze lingered on Chonglou for a second before turning to Russell behind him: "And who is this?"

"A ruthless apprentice who has something to ask you," Russell introduced earnestly.

"ah?

"So, that's how it is, Brother Zhaoming. What should I do?"

On the second floor of the thatched cottage, the window was half-open, and the aroma of tea wafted through the air. Chonglou and the Beast God sat facing each other, their main purpose being to earnestly seek instruction.

Zhaoming is the name Linglong gave to the Beast God, taken from "May the gentleman live ten thousand years, and be wise and bright," meaning a magnificent and illuminating view that shines in all directions.

The Beast God liked the name very much because it was given to him by Linglong.

"Brother Chonglou, please hear me out." The Beast God was eager to impart all his knowledge to Chonglou, a fellow practitioner of the pure love path who was earnestly seeking his instruction, for no one had more authority on matters of love than him: "So it is, so it is—"

[Chat Group Channel]

Russell: "[Image]"

Bertrand Russell: "Love makes people blind, even the devil is no exception."

In the scene, the Demon Lord and the Beast God are speaking eloquently, while the other listens intently. If you don't know them, who could connect them with the Beast God who wreaks havoc on the world and the Demon Lord who oppresses the three realms?

Zhang Xiaofan: "That's right."

Lu Mingfei: "?"

Lu Mingfei: "Xiao Fan, do you, a harem male lead, have the right to say that?"

Everyone in the chat group knows that Zhang Xiaofan is a master of both righteous and demonic paths, enjoying the blessings of multiple women, treating everyone equally, and never neglecting anyone. So far, there hasn't been any trouble in his own backyard.

Zhang Xiaofan: "Smiling foolishly.JPG"

That's not what you call a harem. His relationships with Ling'er, Xueqi, and Biyao are all true love. He simply responded honestly to each of his feelings.

Zhong Li: "————"

At the top of Qingyun Peak, Zhongli paused slightly as he brewed tea. He vaguely remembered how reserved the boy named Zhang Xiaofan had been when he first joined the group.

Time, indeed, is the most wondrous thing in the world.

"Morax, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and pour some tea!" The tall man with dragon horns on his head, wearing the same battle robe as Zhongli, sitting opposite him, banged on the table and urged him on. Zhongli could only smile and shake his head: "Ruo Tuo, please be patient."

Russell: "Speaking of which, where is the storyline on the Emperor's side? Has the Traveler reached Sumeru yet?"

Zhong Li: Not yet. Right now, the traveler is finishing up the work on Inazuma.

Well, in terms of the real-world timeline, Genshin Impact is about to reach its second major milestone after the death of Healer – the birth of someone who has been betrayed three times.

Ye Fan: "Damn it, at this rate of travel, how long until we finally uncover the Emperor's true identity?"

Xiao Yan: "Hey, @Zhongli, Emperor, we're all family, tell us, are you really the Amber King?"

Zhong Li: "————"

Ye Fan: "Sigh, they fall silent again when faced with difficult questions."

Xiao Yan: "The model worker can answer that now. Zi Ling, Yuan Yao, and Nangong Wan are all in the laboratory."

Han Li: "Fellow Daoist Xiao Yan, please do not spread rumors. Fellow Daoist Yuan Yao and I are just ordinary friends."

Klein: "Workaholic, you're finally out of seclusion! Hurry! We desperately need oil!"

Han Li: "I'm sorry."

[Group notification: Han Li sent a specific red envelope to Klein]

Han Li: "Actually, I didn't go into seclusion. I just encountered some thorny issues, which is why I didn't have time to pay attention to the chat group."

Ye Fan: "Troublesome? Xiang Zhili challenged you to a one-on-one duel?"

Han Li: "Well, to be honest, the matter that Fellow Daoist Ye mentioned is actually not that troublesome. @Russell, Fellow Daoist Luo, you may not believe it, but I have found a script that belongs to you."

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Russell: "?"