Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 58. The Crimson Phoenix Ancestor (Please continue reading, thank you meow)
"Young Master, the edict left by Ancestor Hongluan states that if you encounter a disciple who has undergone the Hongluan Tribulation, you must bring them back to the sect, and they must not have any worldly ties with you."

Xia Lianxue reluctantly climbed off Lu Changyuan's chest and helped him get dressed. She carefully smoothed out the wrinkles in his clothes, just like a newlywed wife.

Lu Changyuan asked in confusion, "Are there any other imperial edicts?"

Xia Lianxue shook her head: "No, it's just that the Palace Master of Miaoyu has passed down the tradition of bringing back disciples with the Red Phoenix Tribulation Body. The ancestor also said that the Immortal Palace will face a great calamity in the future, and the Red Phoenix Tribulation Body is needed to overcome this calamity."

That's quite accurate.

Miaoyu Palace was almost destroyed during the century of turmoil, but Xia Lianxue carried the entire palace on her shoulders.

All of this was told to Xia Lianxue by Feng Xianlong after their fight.

"However, the Palace Master is not quite sure of the reason either. It is probably because it has been passed down for too many generations and the meaning of the Ancestor has been lost."

Lu Changyuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

The Red Phoenix Ancestor of Feather Moon Immortal Palace lived a very, very long time ago, probably around the time of Jian Guyang.

If Lu Changyuan remembers correctly, Jian Guyang wrote that this Ancestor Hongluan was seriously injured while sealing a great demon, and eventually passed away.

There are no other records. Too much time has passed, and it's estimated that there isn't much relevant information within Miaoyu Palace.

Xia Lianxue carefully folded her wedding dress, took one last lingering look, and then put it into the box.

The little fairy, carrying a large box, and with her hair styled in a flowing bun, looked quite adorable.
"Where does the young master plan to go next?"

"We need to go to the Underworld."

Lu Changyuan patted the fairy's little head and said, "I plan to go to the Underworld to look up my memories."

He's stuck before reaching the fifth realm and still needs to comprehend the Dao again, so going to the Underworld will save him a lot of trouble.

Xia Lianxue carried the box to the outside of the thatched hut. The sky was already bright, and in the bright yellow light, the small grave mound was surprisingly conspicuous.

The fairy stretched out her hand, and another small pit appeared. Xia Lianxue buried her box in it, covered it with soil, clapped her hands, and another small mound appeared.

She did not tell anyone how she felt when she erected a grave for Lu Changyuan, nor did she intend to tell anyone how she felt when she erected a grave for herself.

Lu Changyuan asked, "What are you trying to do?"

The fairy smiled and pointed to the small grave mound in the distance, saying, "Your grave mound is all alone. I'll make one for myself, and we'll have a pair."

The people are quite nice.

Lu Changyuan chuckled.

"Let's go, we should head out."

Xia Lianxue nodded, took one last look at her grave mound, and left her small home with Lu Changyuan.

When the two came out.

Just then, a torrential downpour, an autumnal storm, swept across the entire mountain of Miaoyu Palace.

Xia Lianxue suddenly asked, "If I am no longer by your side in the future, will you still remember me?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Lu Changyuan sensed something was wrong, but didn't have time to ask Xia Lianxue any further questions.

The ink-like rain gave Lu Changyuan a very uncomfortable feeling. It seemed to contain demonic energy, yet it was also different. A figure in ink appeared before them.

Immediately afterward, a thunderclap boomed in the sky, and a sword tore through the rain curtain, but only for a moment, and the rain continued to fall.

He recognized that sword path immediately; it was the sword of someone with an innate sword physique, and also the sword of someone who almost became his disciple.

Lu Changyuan withdrew his gaze, frowning as he looked at the ink-wash figure: "Xian Qingqiu?"

He knew that Xian Qingqiu was about to fall into demonic possession, but he never expected it to erupt at this moment.

Xian Qingqiu screamed and thrust her spear at the two men, muttering, "Why...why are you so lucky?"

Xia Lianxue's Dao realm is currently unstable, so when Lu Changyuan raised the Severing Thoughts, the Severing Thoughts flashed by, and Xian Qingqiu was severed in half at the waist.

But when the ink wash dissipated and fell to the ground, even more ink wash figures of Xian Qingqiu appeared all around. This group of Xian Qingqius only had one head that was Xian Qingqiu; the rest of their bodies were all made of ink wash, which looked extremely bizarre.

"Young master, that's not right."

Lu Changyuan knew something was wrong, so he activated the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique" to dispel illusions.

He then realized that behind every drop of rain in the sky, and behind every Xian Qingqiu, there seemed to be a tiny thread connecting them, eventually converging in one place.

"Where is that?"

Following the direction Lu Changyuan pointed, Xia Lianxue said, "That's the Scripture Pavilion, young master."

Lu Changyuan frowned and asked, "Who in your Miaoyu Palace has reached the seventh realm of the Illusion Moon Path?"

The little fairy thought for a moment and said, "Young master, as far as I know, there is only one person. Ancestor Hongluan cultivated the Illusion Moon Path to prove Yao Guang."

If Hanze's True Moon Path aims to transform himself into the moon, existing eternally, then the Illusion Moon Path aims to create a fictional moon, ultimately transforming the illusory into the real, and creating a real moon.

Lu Changyuan sensed the aura of the Illusion Moon Path through the "Supreme Pure Spirit Forget Immortal Technique".

But how could that be possible?

Does the Illusionary Moon Path still exist in the world?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, even obscuring everyone's vision to the point that nothing could be seen clearly.

But the words in Lu Changyuan's eyes grew even more crimson.

[After thousands of years of planning, the Red Phoenix Ancestor of the Feather Moon Immortal Palace has finally awaited the second Red Phoenix Tribulation Body. She intends to seize another body and be reborn before the Heavenly Tribulation descends. This is her second and last chance.]

The immortal mountain that Xia Lianxue restored not long ago with the power of time seems to be fading.

No.

Everything is fading.

In this heavy rain, all the colors were washed away, leaving only pure white.

The green and yellow leaves turned into a blank white, and the mud and rocks gradually disappeared.

Xia Lianxue's pupils contracted sharply; she had experienced this scene before.

The scene before her was just like the ink painting in her mind before she regained her memories; the ink faded, and everything restarted.

"Son!"

Lu Changyuan reacted quickly, pulling Xia Lianxue into his arms and holding Duan Nian in front of him.

The sky was no longer clear whether it was black or white. All that could be seen was the Sutra Repository of Miaoyu Palace rising from the ground. The landscape painting on the pavilion suddenly grew larger and eventually covered the sky.

As the ink dripped down, a celestial palace slowly emerged from the landscape painting.

That is Miaoyu Palace.

As Miaoyu Palace was gradually depicted within it, countless people appeared, and soon, the figures of Lu Changyuan and Xia Lianxue slowly emerged.

"Son!"

Lu Changyuan said softly, "Don't be afraid, it's alright."

It's understandable that the little fairy clearly doesn't know what happened.

Who would have thought that the reason why the successive palace masters of Yuyue Immortal Palace passed down the secret of bringing the Red Phoenix Body back to the palace was so that this ancestor could steal the heavens and earth and be reborn into the world?

Lu Changyuan wiped the red words from his eyes, then held the fairy's soft body in his arms, letting her head rest in his chest.

Black and white are upside down, reality and illusion are reversed.

The painting devoured everything.

　Chapter 56 has been taken down again.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)