Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 10. A Weak, Yet Highly malleable Fairy

Xia Lianxue should not have been corrupted by lust.

At first, it was just a thought, a thought of being a little jealous of Qiu Yuehan, a thought that she should have erased herself after the competition.

As a true disciple of Miaoyu Palace, she had mastered the mental cultivation method quite well and was not so easily corrupted by lustful demons.

But someone planted a demon in her heart.

On the night the competition ended, when Xia Lianxue was preoccupied with her thoughts, someone took advantage of her vulnerability and planted a demonic seed in her mind. All that was needed was for Xia Lianxue to be shaken up again, accompanied by the sound of a flute, to directly taint her with lust.

"These are all overused methods, but I didn't expect someone to dig them up again."

The method of planting demons became all the rage, truly the best choice for taking revenge on enemies and framing fellow practitioners.

When Lu Changyuan was the Taoist of Chang'an, he had already ordered the prohibition of this method and destroyed all the techniques. Unexpectedly, after he disappeared for only five hundred years, the method of planting demons has reappeared.

"Well!!!"

Lu Changyuan's hand plunged directly into Xia Lianxue's stomach, but it did not cause any physical damage. It was as if he had entered an unknown space. Even so, the fairy's face was no longer gentle and beautiful, but instead her brows furrowed in pain.

"Bear with it for a moment, I'll remove the demon for you."

There are very few people in this world who can exorcise demons for others, and Lu Changyuan happens to be one of them.

The "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" was created by Lu Changyuan to prevent himself from being corrupted by lustful desires.

Using Lu Changyuan's hand as a link, the continuous stream of black energy in Xia Lianxue's body was forcibly drawn into Lu Changyuan's body, but it could not cause any harm to Lu Changyuan.

The lustful demons could not corrupt him.

"Well!"

Lu Changyuan withdrew his hand and took out a seed filled with black energy from Xia Lianxue's abdomen.

Violent! ! !
The seed is screaming?
Lu Changyuan's expression remained unchanged. With a forceful squeeze, the black energy dissipated into the world.

"Cough cough!!"

Xia Lianxue collapsed to the ground, clutching her throat and coughing violently to suppress her nausea. It was unclear whether the liquid at the corner of her mouth was blood or tears. Her elegant white dress was now stained with crimson blood and dirty mud, making her look so wretched that it evoked pity in people.

Before she could recover, she heard a leisurely voice: "Want revenge? Like, going back and killing that Cold-Clothed Immortal?"

Xia Lianxue instinctively looked up, but tears blurred her vision, and she couldn't see Lu Changyuan clearly.

"You didn't hire the Blood Demon Palace, and you've never colluded with them, right?"

The fairy replied in a soft, hoarse voice, "Yes."

"You were indeed jealous of Qiu Yuehan, but initially you didn't go so far as to want to kill her, did you?"

After being infected by the demon, Xia Lianxue's thoughts will expand without limit, heading towards the evil side of human nature.

Lu Changyuan chuckled: "Hanyi Zhenren has a flute hanging from her waist. Do you think she might be behind your demonic possession?"

Xia Lianxue silently curled herself into a ball.

She dared not think.

"How could a Cold-Clad True Person, who is close to the sixth realm, let a town elder of the fifth realm escape, even while hiding in the shadows?"

"Stop talking!" Xia Lianxue had calmed down. The pain in her body, the churning discomfort in her stomach, and the confusion of having lost all her cultivation completely shattered her will.

The fairy's eyes were filled with tears, and her white robes were stained with blood.

Lu Changyuan paid no heed to Xia Lianxue's vulnerability: "Who exactly summoned the Blood Demon Palace? Why are they relentlessly pursuing Qiu Yuehan? And why did that town elder wait until you picked up Qiu Yuehan before launching the attack?"

"Stop talking, stop talking!"

"Why did Master Hanyi arrive so quickly!" Lu Changyuan chuckled as he squatted down. He reached out and pinched Xia Lianxue's chin, forcibly straightening her face, and looked down at her: "I'll give you three breaths. I'll only ask you, do you want to go back and kill your way back?"

Lu Changyuan said sternly, "Stop crying, even crying takes time!"

In a daze, three breaths passed in the blink of an eye.

Xia Lianxue was still confused.

So Lu Changyuan pressed Xia Lianxue's head down and said, "That means you agree. I will help you."

"I have lost all my cultivation."

Xia Lianxue's eyes had lost all their energy, and she looked even easier to bully than Qiu Yuehan, who was seriously injured at the time. She let Lu Changyuan gently touch her soft chin without resisting.

Lu Changyuan raised an eyebrow: "You are a bit more cowardly than your senior sister. Qiu Yuehan is incredibly strong. She can still joke with me even when life and death are at stake. It's so boring."

These words stung Xia Lianxue. She bit her lip, trying her best to suppress her sobs, but Lu Changyuan still heard it: "Senior Sister is stronger than me."

Lu Changyuan smiled gently, revealing his pearly white teeth: "I'm not criticizing you. What I mean is, you have greater potential. I will help you. You've only lost all your cultivation. As long as you listen to me obediently, you'll be able to defeat Qiu Yuehan when I take you back to Miaoyu Palace. Remember, just listen to me obediently." "Listen to you?"

"Yes, do whatever I say. In that case, I'll take you back to Miaoyu Palace in half a month at most. What do you say?"

The words in his eyes were erased by Lu Changyuan.

Seven days until the Heaven-Mending Pill is released.

There's a ready-made Heaven-Mending Pill next door that I can pick up.

~
Qiu Yuehan opened her eyes with difficulty.

The wind whistled past my ears, bringing with it the chill of the rain.

She then realized that she was on a giant crane, and that the Cold-Clothed Immortal was riding the crane in front of her.

"Han Yi. The Immortal?"

The cold-clothed immortal did not turn around, his voice chillingly cold: "Take good rest. In two more days, you will be able to return to the palace."

"Where's my junior sister? And what about Lu Changyuan?"

"All dead."

"They're all dead!?" Qiu Yuehan said in disbelief, "How is that possible!?"

She didn't believe Han Yi Zhenren's words from the bottom of her heart.

Master Hanyi said calmly, "Just pretend they're all dead. Your junior sister was jealous that you were corrupted by lust, so she colluded with the Blood Demon Palace to try to kill you. I have already expelled her from the palace and crippled her cultivation."

Qiu Yuehan raised her voice to a level she herself could hardly believe: "Junior Sister has always been indifferent to worldly affairs!"

The Cold-Clad Immortal turned around: "The more detached a person is from worldly affairs, the more filthy their mind will be. Do I need to teach you this principle again?!"

"impossible!"

"Ha, what good things could people from Hanshui have? I've already prepared a record to be handed over to the palace. Go and see for yourself then!"

Qiu Yuehan stood there, staring intently at the cold-clothed master, as if it were the first time she had ever seen him.

"Master, why did you arrive so quickly?"

Han Yi Zhenren did not answer Qiu Yuehan's question, but continued, "Han Shui put you in the eye of the storm with those words before she died, trying to protect her last line of Dao? Others were fooled, but I was not. I knew all along that Xia Lianxue harbored evil intentions."

The two masters, Han Yi and Han Shui, had long been at odds, and there were many rumors circulating in the palace, but no one expected it to have come to this.

Qiu Yuehan took a deep breath, suppressing the turbulent thoughts in her heart: "Then, how is the young man who saved my life twice?"

These words seemed to enrage Master Hanyi. She abandoned her dignified demeanor and roared, "Qiu Yuehan!? Are you questioning me?"

"Yuehan dares not, but..."

"Then shut up! The matter will be settled when we return to the palace! You don't need to worry about the pills left behind by the Taoist priest in Chang'an anymore; someone else will handle it."

Qiu Yuehan stopped speaking; the wind on the crane was bone-chillingly cold.

She didn't believe Han Yi Zhenren, but she was a smart woman and knew what to say and what not to say.

Suddenly, Lu Changyuan's voice rang in my ears.

"Help me find Zui Hongluan. She should be in your palace. I will go to your palace to retrieve her in a few days."

The magic runes remain.

Lu Changyuan was still the thief who held her life in his hands, but this thief was actually much warmer than the cold-clothed elder in front of her.

A warm current flowed slowly from the magic pattern into Qiu Yuehan's heart, warming her body that was about to freeze.

These wonderful insights then spread out and eventually condensed into a few large characters.

The Supreme Pure Spirit Forget-Immortal Technique

Lu Changyuan's teasing voice came: "Practice my cultivation method well, it's much better than the one in your Miaoyu Palace. Next time I see you, I'll test your skills."

Qiu Yuehan couldn't help but think about it.

My junior sister was mostly coerced by that person, and I was also marked with a demonic mark.

This Miaoyu Palace will likely become the possession of that young man in the future.

Miaoyu and Shuanglian were both destroyed by one person.

(End of this chapter)