Demonic Demoness Training Project

"Barely passed the Earthly Grade assessment..."

After a conversation, Lu Li learned that the woman's name was Feng Xiaoman and the old man's name was Zhou Ruoyu. The group chatted about everything under the sun, expressing their aspirations for the future.

Those who can stand here at the very least possess a low-grade seal. These people come from hundreds of towns under the jurisdiction of the White Moon Palace. So-called geniuses and old craftsmen are merely the threshold to this place.

After waiting for about half an hour, the disciple in charge took to the air, glanced at the crowd below, and announced loudly:

"Everyone, split into two lines. Men, line up with me, and women, line up with Senior Sister Sun. Don't try to wander around. We will verify your information later."

Lu Li originally intended to go to the male disciples' group, but he suddenly remembered that he had registered as a female. Just as he was hesitating, Feng Xiaoman took his hand and pulled him directly into the women's group.

At this moment, the male disciple in charge explained:

"You are newly recruited outer disciples. For the first few years, you will go to our Yushui Girls' School to cultivate. Of course, the male disciples will go to Yushui Academy."

Before coming here, Lu Li had heard Elder Duan say that two hundred years ago, all the outer disciples of the White Moon Palace cultivated together in the Yushui Academy.

Some disciples were having illicit relationships with men and women. To prevent them from falling in love too early, Ying Wange, the outer elder of Baiyue Palace at the time, separated Yushui Second Academy from the original Yushui Academy. This is the predecessor of today's Yushui Girls' School.

After registering his name, Lu Li was led by the other party to the back mountain outside the city. They arrived at the gate of a huge academy, with the four characters "Yushui Girls' School" prominently displayed on the plaque.

As the female disciples filed in, they were immediately struck by the stench of blood. The plaza in front of them was also crowded with people, but these people were wearing disciple robes and were probably senior sisters who had joined the sect a few years earlier.

In the center of the square, a male disciple was bound hand and foot and suspended in the air. He was about forty or fifty years old and had been beaten black and blue, looking quite miserable.

In front of him stood a middle-aged, plump woman dressed as a deacon, who sternly rebuked him:

Do you know your mistake?

"What...what wrong have I done?"

"I'm asking you, how old are you this year?"

"I'm fifty this year."

"Fifty? You're only fifty years old and you dare to find a Daoist partner? You climbed over the wall at night, disguised yourself as a woman to deceive your teachers, and secretly entered our dormitory to have a rendezvous with a disciple of our academy. Is this true?"

"So what?"

"You dare to talk back? You're only fifty years old, the age to solidify your foundation and strive for success. Yet you've neglected your cultivation for the sake of your love affairs. How can you be worthy of the sect's cultivation of you? Not only have you willingly fallen into depravity, but you've also interfered with the cultivation of our disciples. And you still say you're not wrong?"

The female butler launched into a tirade, spitting as she cursed. If it weren't for her butler uniform, Lu Li would have thought she was a shrew yelling in the market.

Right next to them, a middle-aged woman dressed in a disciple's robe covered her face, as if afraid of being seen, while the other disciples stood there dumbfounded.

"I... I just played with her for a bit, what's the big deal?"

"If you cause someone's death, can you take responsibility?"

"She, she had it removed the year before last, I figured, it's just a couple of pokes, she won't get pregnant anyway."

Upon hearing this, the female deacon suddenly choked, and seeing that she couldn't win the argument, she raised her voice again:

"Outer disciple Xuan Ya Yi broke into our dormitory on the second day of the twelfth lunar month and engaged in illicit relations with one of our disciples, disrupting the order of the sect. He has repeatedly refused to mend his ways and his actions are egregious. After deliberation by the Enforcement Hall, it has been decided to behead him as a warning to others! The execution shall be carried out immediately!"

At the female deacon's command, a similarly burly female disciple strode out of the crowd, carrying a jar of wine in her left hand and a gleaming broadsword in her right.

She used the blade to pry open the seal on the wine jar, tilted her head back and took a big gulp, then spat it onto the blade.

Lu Li had already guessed what was going to happen next. He couldn't bear to look, so he turned his head away and covered his eyes with his hands. The disciple named Xuan Ya Yi finally chickened out and kept begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, I was really wrong, I will never dare to do it again."

"Hmph, too late! Execute him!"

"Do not--!"

Whoops!

The blade sliced ​​through the air, and something seemed to fall to the ground. Instantly, the square erupted in chaos, with the screams of the tortured, the laughter of the onlookers, and the curses of the perpetrators all blending together.

The screams, in particular, were incessant and echoed repeatedly in the square.

"Ah-"

Lu Li frowned, suddenly puzzled. Hadn't they all been beheaded? How could that person still make a sound?

He carefully turned his head back, parted his fingers a crack, and peered through the crack with his left eye.

Xuan Yayi had already been put down, his head still on his shoulder, but he was clutching his groin, writhing on the ground in pain.

Wasn't it supposed to be a beheading?

Whose head was beheaded?!

At that moment, Lu Li felt a sudden tightness in his chest, lower body, and anus. He suddenly remembered what Elder Duan had told him a long time ago—this was nothing shameful. Many sects forbade their disciples from engaging in illicit relations before the age of one hundred, otherwise it would be considered early love. Many of these disciples had already been castrated.

Is it read as "beheading" and written as "castration"?

"This guy doesn't need to be called Xuan Ya Yi anymore. Since he's already lost the 'Yi' in his name, he might as well just change his name to Xuan Ya."

"Hehehe, Xuan Ya, this name is good, it sounds better than the original one, and it has a unique Daoist connotation."

The female disciples below giggled incessantly until the female deacon shouted angrily, silencing all the disciples.

"Quiet! Let me emphasize this one last time: your current task is cultivation and contributing to the sect. Don't waste your time and energy on these trivial matters."

"Men dressing as women, ha, I really can't believe you came up with this. This is the third time this month. You never learn your lesson. If I find out you're soliciting prostitutes, flirting, or engaging in illicit affairs again, you'll end up like him."

"Furthermore, I welcome your reports at any time. Once verified, you will be rewarded with fifty spirit stones and one hundred and twenty contribution points. Remember, this is not harming your fellow disciples, but helping them onto the right path!"

Chapter 67 Teaching According to Financial Needs

Lu Li stood there bewildered in the wind, feeling a chill in his lower body. Looking at the sternly reprimanding deacon in the distance and the wailing senior brother "Xuan Ya You Yi" on the ground, Lu Li felt a chill run down his spine.

Wasn't he here to cultivate immortality? What are we doing here?

This isn't right, this thing is supposed to be from a reputable family.

What kind of prestigious sect would castrate its own disciples right away? What made Lu Li even more horrified was that, according to Elder Duan, this seemed to be the norm among sects in this world.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Li had indeed never heard of anything like "our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents" from childhood to adulthood.

The effects on mortals are not so obvious, but the degree to which cultivators disregard their own bodies far exceeds Lu Li's imagination. This is especially true for higher-level cultivators, as can be seen from the distorted ideas that Elder Duan instilled in him.

Lu Li seemed to see his own future in his senior brother Xuan Ya.

So, is it still possible for him to turn left after leaving the house and go to the Yushui Academy next door to report for duty?

"You have no way out now, my dear disciple. You can only go all the way down this dark path."

"how so……"

"Hehehe, look at those male disciples, they can't even touch a woman all day long. Look at you, surrounded by beauties. You're in for a treat now."

Lu Li tilted his head. On the execution platform, Senior Brother Xuan Ya let out a loud wail, while the senior sisters below cheered. Although most of them were good-looking, most of them were also quite strong. The more Lu Li looked at them, the more uneasy he felt.

A feast for the eyes?

Are you kidding me?

The steward just mentioned that there's a reward for reporting such things, and it's said that contribution points are related to advancing to the inner sect. Lu Li was quite certain that these senior sisters wouldn't be polite to him for the sake of these spirit stones and contribution points.

And they'd be feasting their eyes! Once his true gender is discovered, he'll be immediately seized by these vicious senior sisters, his head and tail severed, and he'll be refined in an instant, spun around in their palms, ultimately turning into a fragrant inner sect pill.

"Junior sister, stop standing there and come report for duty."

"Oh……"

Under the warm greetings of their senior sisters, Lu Li and the others registered one by one. There were a total of over a hundred female disciples who came to report today. These people were separated and assigned to dozens of classrooms within the girls' school.

The allocation method was not particular; the disciples who registered together were simply placed together and arranged in order of their study rooms. Lu Li was next to Feng Xiaoman, and they, along with another female disciple, were assigned to the thirteenth study room.

On the stone tablet outside the school, there is a line of powerful characters: "Yan Dao changes destiny."

When Lu Li and the others arrived, the steward was giving a lesson to the disciples. The white-haired female teacher glanced at the three of them and said calmly:

"Don't stand outside, come in."

The three looked inside and saw that there were still many empty seats in the classroom. The female disciple asked:

"Sir, where shall I sit?"

"Don't know how to conduct yourself? I ask you, how did you come to White Moon City?"

"I came by car."

"Then choose a seat in the back row and go."

"Oh, classmate, are you riding in an oxcart or a horse-drawn carriage?"

"carriage."

"Hmm, then you can sit three rows forward. What breed is your horse?"

"It is a wooden flowing horse, a first-stage mechanical device forged by our own family."

After the female disciple finished speaking, the master stepped forward, straightened his back, and became even more humble.

"Oh? Then move up three rows."

"Has a spiritual source been installed?"

“My father’s surname is Song. He prepared a Hongjun Spirit Source for me, which has not been installed yet, but I have made an appointment with Elder Wang to ask him to help me install it when the time comes.”

Before she finished speaking, the moment she heard the surname Song, the teacher became solemn and respectful, her eyes flashing with a sharp light. She stepped forward and grasped the female disciple's hand.

“Lu Fan, please move to the back row and let Song sit here.”

"Yes, sir."

"Student Song, please sit here for a while. If you have any questions after class, you can come and ask me anytime."

At the same time, Lu Li and Feng Xiaoman stood at the door, quietly watching the conversation. He and Feng Xiaoman exchanged a glance and saw the surprised look on each other's faces, and they also saw the same surprised look in each other's eyes.

"Sir, what about us?"

"How did you two get here?"

“I came by oxcart, a caravan oxcart.”

"Me too."

"Then you can all find a place to sit in the last row. Alright, I'm going to continue my lecture."

Lu Li cursed the teacher inwardly for his "teaching based on money," then found a seat in the back row by the window. Feng Xiaoman sat next to him, and Lu Li moved closer to the window.

From the conversation of the group, he noticed a word: "spiritual source".

In recent days, he has read many jade slips about the Dao in his dreams. The contents of these slips are varied and some he couldn't remember. Fortunately, this knowledge was engraved in his mind, and he was able to find the relevant information with a little searching.

The so-called spiritual source is a mechanism that assists in cultivation. Its main function is to accelerate the absorption and release of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. This mechanism usually contains one to three spiritual cores.

Depending on the craftsmanship, the quality of the built-in spirit core varies, and the price of the spirit source also varies drastically. Generally speaking, it can be divided into two types based on the craftsmanship: one is called the Azure Axis Craftsmanship, and the other is called the Hongjun Craftsmanship.

The lowest grade of spirit source uses the blue axis craftsmanship and has a one-turn-one-type spirit core embedded inside. It can be bought for about fifty spirit stones. This kind of spirit source can only increase the speed of the puppeteer's spiritual power absorption by less than 20%.

The top-grade spiritual source is forged using the Hongjun craftsmanship and contains three Taixu True Inheritance Spiritual Cores of the first-turn, nine-type. Its price has been driven up to 1,500 spirit stones. This kind of spiritual source increases the speed at which a puppeteer absorbs energy by six times the standard value.

Because of the existence of the spiritual source, the function of the spiritual essence itself is severely diluted.

For example, on one side is a useless disciple with mixed spiritual roots, who, after being equipped with a top-tier spiritual source, can cultivate at a speed more than six times that of an ordinary person.

On the other side is a genius disciple with a pure spiritual root, who, even with the lowest-grade spiritual source installed, can only cultivate at most twice as fast as an ordinary person.

The gap between the two is like an insurmountable chasm. This is why, when the sect wanted to test the aptitude of debtors, regardless of whether the person's aptitude was good or bad, they would capture them, skin them alive, and extract their souls for purification.

The sect is not short of geniuses, but it would rather cultivate mediocre talents with strength, background and wealth than a genius who is penniless.

Compared to the puppet body built from spirit stones, so-called talent is simply insignificant. Lu Li himself is well aware of this. His own deduction speed is limited, but after equipping the Great Dream Profound Pivot, his puppet cultivation speed has at least doubled.

Due to the difference in the spiritual sources they use, the Puppeteer circle is divided into two: one side is mainly composed of commoners, known in the community as the "Green Axis People," and the other side is mainly composed of scions of noble families, jokingly referred to as the "Hongjun People."

Chapter 68 The Azure Axis Man, the Hongjun Man, and the Immortal Clan

Lu Li sat in the last row of the classroom, with the soft snoring of several disciples around him. He looked around and saw that, apart from himself and Feng Xiaoman, all the disciples in the last six rows were asleep.

Why are they all sleeping?

"do not know."

The teacher seemed to be used to it and ignored it. After listening for a while, Lu Li found it uninteresting. The teacher not only spoke slowly, but also taught content that he had already learned. It was not as efficient as learning by himself in his dream.

He had previously taken out a loan for two mechanical artifacts, with a two-month term and a repayment plan. He was required to complete at least one of them before the end of the first month.