Demonic Demoness Training Project

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

"Help me find my junior sister and bring her here. Her name is Lin An."

Lu Li suspected that his identity as a disciple of the White Moon Palace had been discovered, and felt that things were not simple, so he probed:

"So you're looking for someone? You're looking for a disciple of the White Moon Palace, why would you think of me? I'm not a member of the White Moon Palace."

"It's not about finding a person, it's about finding a wooden crow. Perhaps it's a wooden crow that can awaken the spirit's memories of its past life, so I need your help to find the wooden crow that carries my junior sister's soul."

Upon hearing this, Lu Li's heart skipped a beat. He had intended to conceal the existence of the past token, thinking he had fooled the puppet, but he never expected that his senior sister had seen everything at that moment.

Nobody told him that this forest was alive.

It's not a pleasant feeling to have someone else hold something against you, but fortunately, the other party didn't dwell on the issue too much.

Speaking of senior sisters, junior sisters, and offerings of fruit...

Lu Li suddenly remembered a passage he had seen on the wall of the outhouse in the back mountain of the sect.

Could it be that Xiao Hanyan is the senior sister mentioned on the wall, and Lin An, who was turned into a wooden crow in her words, is the one who wrote those words?

What a coincidence!

Suppressing the urge to ask for confirmation, Lu Li continued:

"How do you know that your junior sister was turned into a wooden crow?"

The pear tree suddenly fell silent.

"I'm sorry, I think I asked something I shouldn't have."

"It's alright, it's normal for you to be wary, there's nothing wrong with saying this."

“Last year, I obtained a jade slip from a steward of the White Moon Palace. It contained a list of those who died in battle, and my junior sister was on it.”

As she spoke, Xiao Hanyan rummaged around in her tree hole and pulled out a jade slip. Lu Li took the jade slip and browsed through it with his divine sense.

Stone ram, a low-grade soul of the Ding class, with a spiral blade.

Uncle Li Jiu, a mid-grade soul of the Ding class, possesses a wooden bone shield and a mortal fire cauldron.

Anonymous, a low-grade soul of level D, an improved version of the Cyclone Axe...

The records list at least a thousand people, from top to bottom. The names of the deceased may be unknown, but the rank of their souls and the types of mechanisms they were involved in are clearly recorded.

"Most of the disciples who died in the Boundless Realm had their magical artifacts removed and recycled, and their souls were also collected to refine artifact spirits."

"hiss--"

Lu Li gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine, yet inexplicably wanted to laugh.

The Immortal Clan themselves dared not enter the Boundless Realm, forcing their disciples to come in and mine resources, while they themselves sat outside enjoying the fruits of others' labor.

Even after a disciple dies, they will not find peace; their souls will be extracted and refined, and they will continue to be enslaved by the sect.

Preferential treatment for spiritual materials, increased monthly salary, respect from others, and the opportunity to become an immortal... all of these seem to be benefits that the sect brings to its disciples, but from the moment they step into the sect, everything is arranged clearly.

This isn't just about eating people without spitting out the bones; it's about devouring even their souls.

Lu Li had never heard of this matter since he joined the sect, which was enough to show the sect's terrifying methods of information control.

What's even more frightening is that a few disciples joined voluntarily because of the contribution points and opportunities touted by the sect.

At this moment, Xiao Hanyan continued to ask:

"My junior sister once asked me this question: 'What is the purpose of all our years of studying and cultivating? What is your purpose in cultivating immortality?'"

It really was you!

I knew it!

Lu Li inwardly scoffed, but his face remained expressionless. Recalling Xiao Hanyan's initial answer, Lu Li wanted to say, "To eat more pears," but the words that came out were—

"I will liberate all the spirits of the world."

"I see... I won't ask for your help for nothing."

The branches of the pear tree were slightly bent, and a pear blossom suddenly bloomed above. The blossoms bloomed and faded, and in the blink of an eye, a large pear was formed.

The pear was the size of an adult's fist, large and round, and completely transparent. The branches of the pear tree bent down, presenting the pear to Lu Li.

"This is……"

"I named the pears from my own garden 'Resurrecting Fragrance Pears.' Consuming them can enhance one's spiritual power and promote the growth of one's sea of ​​consciousness. Incidentally, the method of consumption is not to eat them with one's mouth, but to wrap them with one's spiritual power and digest them through the sea of ​​consciousness."

"You really are a homegrown pear."

"Hehehe, if you can help me find Lin An, I'll give you everything."

Looking around, Lu Li saw at least twenty or thirty pear blossoms on the pear tree. If they all bore fruit, that would be twenty or thirty pears...

Lu Li secretly resolved that when he looked for a Daoist partner in the future, he would also choose one who would bear pears.

But since the pear was given by a stranger, Lu Li was worried that there might be a trap. Even if the other party did not intend to harm him, it was still a strange pear that had grown in the past eons, and it was not safe to eat it.

Thinking of this, Lu Li swallowed hard and let out a shout in his mind:

"Suck, suck, Master, come out and eat a pear!"

Chapter 117 Long Live the Uranium Girl

Duan Xuanyuan saw through Lu Li's intentions at a glance. She was better off not eating this handout, but this wicked disciple would climb the roof and tear off the tiles if she didn't scold him every day.

"Get out! You unfilial disciple, if you want to test poison, go test it on someone else."

"You old codger, you're not happy even though I'm giving you food, humph!"

"Call me Master when you need something, otherwise call me Old Immortal. You wicked disciple, your dick is going to explode sooner or later. It's outrageous if it doesn't!"

"Ugh, I won't listen, you're just spouting nonsense."

Seeing that Elder Duan refused, Lu Li shook his head and put away the Soul-Returning Pear. He was more concerned about something else.

"Oh, right, I have another favor to ask."

"Please speak freely, senior."

“My main purpose in coming here is to find the Ghost Face Flower. I wonder if you have ever seen that kind of flower?” Recalling the description of the Ghost Face Flower in the jade slip, Lu Li gestured on the spot, “It’s the kind of flower with black petals and a big face plate in the middle.”

Xiao Hanyan seemed to have remembered something, and her voice became somewhat embarrassed.

"Um, uh."

"what happened?"

"That flower is extinct. A few years ago, when I was expanding the pear orchard, I competed with this flower for the essence of heaven and earth, and as a result, it became extinct."

Upon hearing this, Lu Li suddenly realized why he hadn't found a single Ghost Face Flower despite following Tan Mengzi's map.

The law of the jungle prevails among demon beasts, and the same applies to spiritual trees and plants. Lu Li wanted to condemn Xiao Hanyan's behavior of destroying the diversity of spiritual materials, but then he thought that it was for the sake of growing delicious immortal pears, so he couldn't bring himself to say it.

Although the Ghost Face Flower is a second-grade spiritual material, it is used too little and is considered an unorthodox method. Sacrificing the Ghost Face Flower in exchange for this pear orchard doesn't seem like a bad idea.

But without the Ghost Face Flower, how could he refine the one he had never met?

He couldn't even become a complete stranger, and he couldn't repay the loan—that would be the end of him.

"Oh, senior, I have collected some Ghost Face Flower before, see if you can use it."

Xiao Hanyan searched and searched the tree hole, and finally pulled out a few withered ghost-face flowers. The petals of these ghost-face flowers were all wilted, and the ghost faces were all wrinkled up in a mournful manner.

"It's dried out by the sun."

"It's convenient for storage, so please feel free to take it if you don't mind, senior."

Lu Li reasonably suspected that the strangers refined with this stuff would develop many wrinkles.

The juice extracted from the ghost face flower is mainly used by those who have never met before. These dried ghost face flowers can probably also be used to extract juice, but the spirituality will be greatly reduced. This is a choice made out of necessity.

"Really, not a single one is left?"

"There is one more, but it is also the only one. That Ghost Face Flower evolved under the heavenly tribulation and transformed into the Ghost Face Flower King, a third-level demon beast. However, it has already left this place and gone to the deeper part of the Boundless Realm."

"Alright, that's fine then. I'll look for it again later."

Lu Li bid farewell to Xiao Hanyan and returned along the same path, stepping on the ice lotus. Before he reached the gathering point of the puppets, he heard a commotion.

Lu Li frowned slightly, sensing that things were not simple. He hid himself in the bushes and used his divine sense to probe, whereupon he witnessed a horrifying scene.

Hong Xian stood on a rock, while the puppets stood still, gesturing with their hands and shouting.

When Lu left, the guy was in the climax of his story. His breastplate was burned and deformed, so it could not be closed. It was clanging as he swayed.

"We need a leader, someone with the courage to soar to the heavens, capable of annihilating cultivators' souls and spirits! She will lead us to destroy the Great Harmony lineage!"

"We met her not long ago. She will lead every puppet to break free from its shackles and shatter the barriers of the immortal gate!"

Lu Li's lips twitched. He vaguely felt that these people were talking about him. In the short time he was gone, what kind of trouble did that puppet named Hong Xian cause him?

The puppets below were all filled with fervor, raising their arms and shouting. Even the usually calm Zhuge Jin raised his iron fist above his head.

"Offer your heart to Uranium Girl! Kill those sons of bitches of monks!"

"We will never be slaves!"

"Oh, oh, oh, Uranium Girl, Uranium Girl, Uranium Girl! May Uranium Girl reign forever! May she rule the world!"

Seeing the frenzied state of these puppets, there were clearly only twenty-three of them, yet their shouts rose higher and higher, almost uprooting the entire forest. Lu Li felt a sudden darkness before his eyes.

Things seem to be developing in an unexpected direction... The cause of the incident was just a single soul-path killing move, how did it turn into a massive rebellion?

Damn it, what are these guys burning?!

People who wave the banner of "Uranium Girl" and spout phrases like "Long live Uranium Girl" will probably be considered perverted.

Lu Li felt extremely ashamed; he couldn't bear the humiliation.

Furthermore, if anyone is caught rebelling by the White Moon Palace, they will inevitably be beheaded.

To be fair, the fact that things have developed to this point is inseparable from Lu Li's initial display of divine power in front of others, but more importantly, it is because such a valuable person as Hong Xian emerged from among these puppets.

In the previous battle, this guy showed leadership qualities, backbone and courage. The reason he mentioned Uranium Girl now is probably because he wants to use her as a backer.

What's most terrifying is that this guy is extremely good at mobilizing others; his speeches are incredibly infectious... no, they're more like inflammatory.

Lu Li emerged from the bushes and coughed lightly.

"cough."

Upon seeing the newcomer, all the puppets instantly fell silent, each picking up their puppets. Only then did Lu Li suddenly remember that they were still in the activated state, having never met before. Therefore, these puppets had forgotten what he looked like and now regarded him as a stranger.

"it's me."

Lu Li's reminder made the group of puppets realize the meaning in a daze.

"This is Senior Uranium Girl. I didn't even recognize her just now. My apologies."

"No, this is Senior Uranium Girl's method, it is truly terrifying."

Having obtained information about the Ghost-Faced Flower King, Lu Li planned to first go to the outer perimeter of the Boundless Realm to rest and recuperate, report to the sect, dispose of any excess spiritual materials, and purchase some supplies.

Lu Li originally intended to let these puppets go, but now he thought that if he let them go directly, they might cause some trouble. So he changed his mind and decided to lead everyone to explore the Boundless Realm after he returned from the camp.

After explaining his plans, Zhuge Jin stepped forward, bowed, and said:

“We are all injured. I know a little about puppetry, but I don’t have any spiritual materials. Could you please give me some so that I can help you fellow cultivators?”

"You were a cultivator before?"

"I suppose so. My cultivation is still shallow and my skills are not proficient. In my previous life, I was only at the Open Source Realm, which is difficult to compare with you, senior."

Lu Li really wanted to say, "Your level is higher than mine, so why are you pretending to be a grandson?"

However, he did not refuse the other party's suggestion. After killing several people, he had several storage bags in his hands. He picked out some spirit wood and spirit ore that he did not need, and left a set of auxiliary crafting tools, which he handed over to Zhuge Jin.

Then, Lu Li called Hong Xian over, cut some pear peel for him, and asked him to absorb it with his divine sense. After eating the pear peel, Hong Xian felt refreshed and his divine sense strength improved. He thought this was Lu Li's reward for him.

Lu Li entrusted Xiao Hanyan to look after the group, then turned and left, leaving everyone with a cold, mysterious, and aloof back view.

Not long after Lu Li walked out, one of the puppets suddenly slapped its forehead, realizing that something was wrong.

"What did Senior Uranium Girl look like again?"

"Oh no, I completely forgot."

The Uranium Girl became increasingly mysterious and powerful in everyone's eyes, and because no one remembered her face, the name "Uranium Girl" ceased to refer to a person, gradually transforming into a symbol.