When I woke up, the entire cultivation world was talking about my master.

"The ancient sword... the Heavenly Crafting Furnace... were they all forged by half-demon craftsmen?"

"Of course, you have no idea how many cultivators praised and worshipped our craft back then," the woman said.

From worship to harm.

Chu Xianlan had been instilled with countless righteous ideas about half-demons, which were considered sinister and evil. Half-demons were to be eliminated, considered wicked offspring that brought chaos to the world, and believed that their existence caused calamities in the cultivation world. Therefore, humans and demons could not unite to produce half-demons.

After his experience in the Valley of the Dark Heart, he changed his opinion of half-demons and no longer blindly accepted this view.

But the world's hatred for half-demons has long been ingrained in their bones.

The extermination of other races is a consensus reached by both the human and demon races.

But now, we tell Chu Xianlan that half-demons once lived peacefully with both humans and demons, not only openly displaying their talents but also creating a brilliant civilization together with both races.

Even ten thousand years later, contemporary cultivators are still pursuing ancient peerless divine weapons and treasures of creation, most of which were created by half-demons.

It was both shocking and ironic.

So, who is right and who is wrong?

"Senior, are you aware of the chaos caused by half-demons?" Chu Xianlan couldn't help but ask.

The woman asked in bewilderment, "What is that? I've never heard of it while I was alive."

Chu Xianlan paused.

The Half-Demon Rebellion was a brutal war that took place a thousand years ago. Not to mention him, even his master hadn't been born yet. The specific details of that war have long since become blurred with time, but the version that has been passed down is roughly that half-demons wreaked havoc on the world, causing immense suffering and various disasters and tragedies.

Therefore, after the chaos caused by half-demons, the cultivation world began a large-scale campaign against half-demons, defining them as beings that must be eliminated.

But what about before that?

The woman before me, who claims to be a half-demon and can forge boats that don't need to be moored... what kind of world does she live in?

What troubled Chu Xianlan even more was another matter.

It is well known that the bloodline of half-demons is inherently unstable. Because they are born with a violent nature, they are prone to falling into a state of mental instability and are unable to suppress their madness and out-of-control behavior, which is why they are targeted.

Yi Chen had been listening silently to their conversation when he suddenly asked, "You're unaffected by the half-demon's malevolent energy?"

Chu Xianlan was somewhat surprised.

I thought Master wouldn't be interested in things involving half-demons.

"Viciousness..." The woman frowned, repeating, "What is this? I've never heard of it before. Am I out of touch? Why do you younger generations speak in such complicated and difficult-to-understand language?"

Chu Xianlan decided to be more direct, "Exactly, do you ever find yourself suddenly unable to control yourself, with a strong urge to kill and destroy, making it impossible for you to stay clear-headed?"

After hearing this, the woman slapped her thigh and said with a strange amusement, "How is that possible? Do you think I'm some kind of mindless monster?"

Chu Xianlan didn't know what to say.

Every word I heard from her was unheard of and defied my understanding.

Even if one wanted to question it, the existence of this weapon-refining pavilion was already irrefutable evidence. Moreover, the woman had no reason to lie.

In the past, the malevolent aura of half-demons did not exist.

There may be a reason why the half-demon went mad.

How could Yi Chen not be astonished?

He was able to suppress his true nature and conceal his ferocity only through the seal of the True Man of the Moon. Everyone believed that this was a defect in his bloodline, a matter of fate, and therefore no one bothered to investigate the reasons behind it.

They've been confined to this place ever since.

Yi Chen loathed himself because of his identity and walked on thin ice because of hatred. Now, someone told him in such a matter-of-fact tone that the shackles... might not have existed in the first place.

Even with just this small amount of information, far from enough to piece together the whole picture and unravel the mystery, a tiny crack was carved into that deathly calm heart.

If... the malevolent aura of the half-demon could truly be eliminated.

Even if his identity is exposed one day, perhaps...

Yi Chen closed his eyes, then slowly opened them again, his gaze gradually moving upwards, inevitably landing on the disciple beside him.

The boy's gaze was pure and focused, as if he were deep in thought, his brows slightly furrowed, his face showing a serious expression of deep contemplation.

"However, there's one thing about us half-demons that's generally considered quite crazy," the woman casually held up a finger and shook it, "Once we've decided on someone, fallen in love with someone, it's a love that lasts until death, a love that never ends. Even when love or hate reaches its extreme, we don't suppress our emotions. Wouldn't that be considered a kind of 'madness'?"

"So, it's more suitable for half-demons to find other half-demons as their Daoist partners, since their desires are too strong and ordinary people can't handle them."

Yi Chen frowned: "..."

That's utter nonsense; I've never heard of such a thing before.

At least, he himself... isn't like that.

Yi Chen was very frustrated. What if Chu Xianlan really took these words to heart and became scared?

Chu Xianlan had just recovered from the shock of the half-demon when she was suddenly steered away from the topic. Speechless, she said, "Senior, isn't this what we're discussing right now?"

Why are you suddenly giving advice on marriage and relationships?

The topic jumped too fast, and it was a completely useless and difficult suggestion. In this day and age, where is he going to find a half-demon as a Daoist partner!

The woman chuckled twice, breaking the serious atmosphere.

In fact, Chu Xianlan was unwilling to condemn all half-demons in one fell swoop, and now that she knows these truths, she is really caught off guard.

For a fleeting moment, I wanted to share what I had seen and heard today with the world.

But words alone are not enough and are ultimately unreliable. Unless evidence is found, one person's statement cannot shake the deeply ingrained views that have been held for thousands of years, so Chu Xianlan could only bury the whole matter in her heart for the time being.

He turned around and exchanged a glance with his master.

Neither of them intended to tell the half-demon's current predicament to this wisp of divine soul.

That will only cause more trouble.

Because she is truly proud of her identity.

Chu Xianlan composed herself and clapped her hands.

"Senior, let's start the furnace."

The woman nearly stumbled. "Are you still going to drive?"

"Of course." Chu Xianlan stretched her back, clearing her mind of distractions, and uttered the four-word mantra, "Since we're already here!"

The woman admired the boy's perseverance. The young man's burning passion for weapon crafting reminded her of the bustling scene of the weapon crafting pavilion when it was at its peak many years ago.

The furnace fire burned day and night, and the sound of hammers echoed incessantly.

As a remnant soul that no longer exists in this world, doesn't she want to see the grand spectacle of the furnace being opened?

The once sacred place was now desolate. A hint of sadness flashed in the woman's eyes as she said in a low voice, "Boy, the fire in the Heavenly Crafting Furnace is no ordinary thing."

"Back then, I had an epiphany and was fortunate enough to befriend a spirit of heaven and earth, thus borrowing its primordial heart fire, which allowed the forging furnace to unleash its ultimate creative power. But you can't do that. Putting aside whether you can even sense the existence of a spirit of heaven and earth, that guy's unruly and eccentric personality alone is something you simply can't handle."

"..." Chu Xianlan was taken aback. "You mean, the spirit of heaven and earth?"

Oh, this.

The woman crossed her arms and nodded heavily. "That's right, it's Yan Ling. He fell into a deep sleep after the Weapon Refining Pavilion was abandoned."

Isn't that a coincidence?