Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 32. The Dust of Heaven and Earth, a Three-Foot Sword (Bonus Chapter!)
Lu Changyuan took a big sip of tea. The bitter tea filled his taste buds, but soon a sweet aftertaste followed.

The Taoist priest of Chang'an left nothing for the Liuli Dynasty.

The one who left the items was Lu Changyuan, who had not yet entered Yaoguang. Of course, he didn't leave behind any Heaven-Mending Pills, but only a sword.

A sword that accompanies Lu Changyuan on his journey through the mortal world, through tribulations, and into the realm of Yao Guang.

Xia Lianxue sat beside Lu Changyuan, slightly lost in thought, seemingly pondering something.

They saw the light being swallowed up.

Su Luoqiu curled up into a ball and hid under the table again, while Li Qingcao ate her noodles with gusto.

Lu Changyuan asked curiously, "Why are you eating so fast?"

Li Qingcao smiled helplessly: "Brother Lu, look at that monster. Its aura is almost as strong as my master's right now. We're doomed, so I have to eat quickly to avoid becoming a starving ghost."

He was quite nonchalant about it.

Lu Changyuan said, "Brother Li seems to have a good attitude towards life and death."

Li Qingcao even drank the bland noodle soup in one gulp: "I didn't want to either, Brother Lu. To be honest, after being hit by that damned thing, I broke at least three ribs, and I can't use any of my cultivation. I can't escape like this."

Lu Changyuan took another sip: "Then why did you still stubbornly run into it?"

"Some things, someone has to try."

Li Qingcao let out a satisfied burp: "It's a pity there's no more wine, otherwise it would be nice to have a good meal and a little wine before I die."

Su Luoqiu said tremblingly, "We have wine."

He finally understood what cultivators were all about.

The entire Shangyujing had been transformed into a demon kingdom, with a stench permeating every street and disgusting rotting flesh continuously falling from the sky. Yet, these cultivators were still able to eat and drink.

Cultivators truly possess a strong heart.

Li Qingcao was overjoyed: "Then quickly bring up the wine. I hit it off with Brother Lu at first sight, but I haven't had a chance to invite him for a drink yet. After we finish this drink, my last wish will be fulfilled."

Lu Changyuan smiled and waved his hand: "I don't need to, I have things to do later."

After saying that, Lu Changyuan stood up and looked up at the sky.

The white streak in the sky remained unchanged, even when dark clouds covered the sky, it could still penetrate the clouds.

Lu Changyuan sensed the familiar presence approaching, turned around, and asked Xia Lianxue with a smile, "Do you know how that white streak in the sky came about?"

Xia Lianxue paused for a moment, then shook her head.

"Lianxue is unaware."

"That white mark has existed for five thousand years. Legend has it that it was created by a sword cultivator who slashed at the sky five thousand years ago."

A sword from five thousand years ago!?
What kind of sword energy can last for so long?

Lu Changyuan seemed to be reminiscing about something, and said, "I also saw it by chance in an ancient book. The sword cultivator was named Jian Guyang. According to the standard of the Dao Realm, he had probably reached the Yao Guang realm."

Li Qingcao exclaimed in surprise: "Above Yao Guang!?"

"Yes, oh, here it comes."

Before Li Qingcao could ask any more questions, someone came from a distance.

She carried a birdcage in her left hand and a sword in her right: "Young Master Lu, it's been a long time. How have you been?"

Lu Changyuan said, "It's not very good. It hasn't been long since we last saw Miss Su. Could you let me take a look at that sword?"

Su Youwan shook her head: "No, I must use this sword to slay the demon."

Her mission was to bring the sword back to Cihang Palace.

"Can you cut it off?"

“It can’t be cut off.” Su Youwan said expressionlessly, “But it can cut out a beam of light to let the White Domain Dao Sect know that something has changed here.”

Lu Changyuan chuckled lightly: "By the time the Daoist sect arrives to reinforce us, we might be dead by then."

"So, Mr. Lu, would you like to have a wedding with me first? So that when I die, I won't be married and you won't be married either." Su Youwan rarely made a joke.

Xia Lianxue's eyes widened; she didn't think Su Youwan was a good person!
Lu Changyuan sighed: "How about this, Miss Su, I will call out the sword's name. If the sword responds to me, then you can give it to me."

How can a sword speak? Su Youwan nodded: "Alright."

So Lu Changyuan said, "Give up on this idea."

Just one sound.

The wind rose and the clouds surged, and a violent sword intent swept outwards, the sound of the sword seemingly piercing one's eardrums.

Su Youwan looked at this scene without seeming surprised, and then asked, "Are you the owner of this sword, or a descendant of its owner?"

Lu Changyuan said calmly, "More or less."

Su Youwan tossed the sword down, and it instantly appeared in Lu Changyuan's hand, perfectly obedient.

The girl with her eyes covered by a white cloth said, "Fine, if that's the case, then the sword is yours."

Lu Changyuan didn't say thank you. He picked up his sword and casually swung it a few times.

Yes, it's very light and easy to handle.

Xia Lianxue walked to Lu Changyuan's side and said gently, "Young Master, please be careful."

She knew the road ahead was long and she had to slay the demon.

Lu Changyuan smiled and replied with a "okay".

So Lu Changyuan said to the white streak in the sky, "With the merit of the sword that has suppressed demons for a thousand years, I should be able to borrow a sword from you now."

The white streak in the sky is a sword mark, and even more so, sword energy. It is the sword of Jian Guyang. At this moment, Lu Changyuan needs a wisp of sword thought, using the sword thought as a carrier, so that he can slay the demon.

Borrowing a sword from the sky sounds like a ridiculous idea.

But we can borrow it if we have a long road ahead.

Because he had learned Jian Guyang's swordsmanship, he was considered half of Jian Guyang's successor.

Jian Guyang's sword is extremely domineering, a sword whose purpose is to annihilate all living beings.

As Lu Changyuan finished speaking, the thought of severing slowly traveled around him, white marks surged, and suddenly tore the sky apart, revealing the sun.

Another day had passed. Before, the black fog had obscured the sky, making it impossible to know the year or month.

[One day remaining until the Heaven-Mending Pill is released]

A fierce wind swept up the dust, eventually transforming it into heaven and earth, as if creating a new world, which finally covered Duan Nian.

Lu Changyuan carefully felt the "momentum" on the sword.

He has not yet entered the path of immortality, and his body is broken and unable to withstand the sword intent, so the sword intent can only attach to the broken thought.

With the smooth operation of the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique," Lu Changyuan's breathing became steady, and his judgment was no longer affected by the "attachment" in the sword.

The dust and wind of heaven and earth transformed into the three-foot sword in his hand.

Lu Changyuan's green robe fluttered in the wind as he murmured, "This used to be my favorite sword technique."

Violent! ! !
Su Wuxiang seemed to have sensed the danger here, and his howling voice shook the entire Demon Kingdom.

Lu Changyuan said calmly, "It's no use. You can fool Rumeng, but you can't fool me."

When those tentacles and black energy reached Lu Changyuan, they were swept away and shattered by the gale.

Lu Changyuan swung his sword, but the sword light did not come from the sword in his hand. Instead, it surged out from the white streak on the horizon, refracted and distorted space from the sun, and annihilated the world.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west.

So, is the rising sun more intense, or the setting sun more fiery?

Of course, it's the setting sun.

The setting sun, carrying away all the lost light, threatens the world before plunging into deep darkness.

Therefore, Jian Guyang's sword strike is called...

A sword coming from the west!
The bright sun sets in a single round!

(End of this chapter)