In The Cultivation World, Are There Only Demonesses Left?

Chapter 28: The Immortal Fairy’s Skin Was Smooth and Tender

The black-robed woman said: “This humble one has no interest in swords. I only came to see if there are any good seedlings. By the way, Blood Smoke Rakshasa, do you know that the dignified True Disciple of the Jade Palace, Xia Lianxue, is now actually behaving like a little wife, obediently listening to the words of a man with no cultivation whatsoever? Look at that pitiful appearance of hers. If she were brought into my sect, one wouldn’t dare imagine it.”

She sneered, then added: “I wonder what kind of sound this righteous-path Immortal Fairy would make on the bed?”

Blood Smoke Rakshasa said coldly: “If you are interested, go investigate yourself.

Don’t go into heat here with me!”

Seeing that Blood Smoke Rakshasa completely ignored her insinuations, the black-robed woman chuckled softly.

A white jade silk ribbon grew from her hand, shooting straight toward the illusory sword in the lake.

Boom!!!

The black-robed woman spat out a mouthful of blood: “What a powerful intent!”

“What you felt just now is but one hundred-thousandth of this sword’s intent that suppresses the great demon.” Blood Smoke Rakshasa sneered: “If this sword were so easily taken, why would I still be waiting here for an entire day and night?”

The black-robed woman gnashed her teeth: “Why didn’t you say so earlier?”

“If I had said so, would I still get to see you in such a sorry state?”

“Bah! Hermaphrodite.”

Blood Smoke Rakshasa pinched his fingertips as gently as brushing a willow, and a seal mark formed out of thin air: “That great demon can no longer wait. The sword is already unable to suppress it.”

When the crack had just opened, the long sword in the center of the lake was still illusory.

But now, most of it had already solidified.

When the sword was illusory, it meant all the intent was being used to suppress the great demon.

Now that the sword was solidifying, it meant the great demon was forcing its way out, and the sword’s intent had been pushed back onto the sword itself.

Once the sword fully solidified, it would be the moment of the great demon’s birth.

The black-robed woman said in a low voice: “Blood Smoke Rakshasa, do you truly want to release that demon? If this provokes the Daoist sects’ wrath and they once more sweep across the world to eradicate demons, which of us will be spared?”

Blood Smoke Rakshasa looked calmly at her: “Surname Mei, for the sake of the connection between our sects, I will not hold you accountable, nor will I strike at you. But if you continue to meddle here, then today, I will fight you to the death.”

“Oh my, how scary.”

This Mei-surnamed black-robed woman wasn’t the least bit afraid of Blood Smoke Rakshasa.

“This humble one will tell you too—if not for your mother’s connection with my sect, I wouldn’t even bother with you… What is that!?”

From the sword in the lake’s center suddenly erupted waves of sword energy, stirring ripples across the waters.

The chilling sword light scattered indiscriminately in all directions, even hacking off the dragon head of the national treasury’s decoration.

The sword.

Was trembling!

Clang!

Ripples surged across the lake’s surface, finally erupting into the sky.

A white curtain fell as pitch-black demonic qi rolled forth, and the maddened voices from a thousand years ago enveloped the entire Upper Jade Capital.

The glazed lamps outside the national treasury were instantly extinguished, and in the sky, it seemed as though rain had begun to fall.

No.

It was something shattering.

The sound of breaking was so piercing it made even Blood Smoke Rakshasa’s heart tremble.

The black-robed woman stretched out her hand, catching a stone—it had fallen from above.

In a moment, she cried out in terror: “This place… this place is beneath the Lake of Retained Affection!!!”

The Glazed Dynasty’s national treasury was actually at the bottom of the Lake of Retained Affection!

More precisely—

It was in a space established who-knows-how deep beneath the Lake of Retained Affection.

Crack.

Dozens of chains manifested out of invisible space.

Upon the swords ran golden runes and black demonic qi, finally coiling tightly around the blade.

Tracing their source, these demon-suppressing chains were actually connected upwards.

The Lake of Retained Affection had three layers!

The first layer was lake water.

The second layer was the great demon.

The seal had been hidden in the third layer, using the sword to connect to the dragon vein, locking it with the demon-suppressing chains.

Blood Smoke Rakshasa said: “The demon-suppressing chains have appeared. The great demon is about to emerge. Follow me to seize the sword!”

As soon as the words fell, the chains seemed to be stimulated by something, twisting frantically, emitting shrill noises before breaking inch by inch.

Blood Smoke Rakshasa had already transformed into black-and-white qi, rushing straight toward the lake surface: “Hurry!”

In the deep waters of the treasury, countless phantom tentacles suddenly shot upward.

He had no time to think.

The sword was within reach.

At the very moment his hand touched the sword, all the chains snapped.

And in that instant, it was as if the gates of the underworld opened, and spirits came flooding out.

The six dusts invaded his mind, Blood Smoke Rakshasa spat blood, yet still seized the sword in his grasp.

This sword had straight, steady lines, without excessive ornamentation.

Only beneath the crossguard, in bold, powerful strokes, were carved two words: Severed Thought.

The instant Blood Smoke Rakshasa touched the sword, his six senses became pure, desires disappeared, and the five lusts were forcibly suppressed.

Thus he knew this sword was extraordinary.

One who wielded it could shatter delusion, remain untainted by desire demons.

“Hurry, go! This place is collapsing!”

Above their heads everything quaked violently.

Endless torrents of water poured down as if from the heavens, the world overturning in an instant.

The five lusts burned the heart like a blazing house, the six dusts veiled the eyes like dark clouds.

Heaven collapsed, earth caved.

The great demon was born.

The entire Upper Jade Capital had completely turned into a demon nation.

Light was swallowed by the black rain, making it seem as though the sky had turned to night.

Or perhaps the day had only grown later.

Lu Changyuan held Xia Lianxue’s sword, cutting away the black qi surrounding a cultivator.

That cultivator instantly collapsed, falling unconscious.

In less than half a day, Lu Changyuan had already found twenty cultivators who were trapped.

The Immortal Fairy’s sword wasn’t very handy.

His own sword was much better to use, but his sword still hadn’t returned to his hand.

Xia Lianxue looked at Lu Changyuan disdainfully kicking that cultivator into a resident’s house and softly said: “Young Master seems to truly admire Li Qingcao.”  

“I do admire him. Do you know what the sect precept of the Grass-Sword Sect is?”  

Xia Lianxue shook her head: “Please teach me, Young Master.”  

“If it hasn’t changed, the sect precept of the Grass-Sword Sect is to live as tenaciously as a single blade of grass on the meadow.”  

It was hard to imagine that as one of the Nine Sects and Twelve Palaces, the Grass-Sword Sect had such a precept.

Seeing Xia Lianxue frowning in confusion, Lu Changyuan laughed: “It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand. You’ll know in the future. The Grass-Sword Sect is a very interesting sect.”  

Xia Lianxue suddenly stopped in her tracks: “Young Master.”  

“What is it?”  

“Shouldn’t we leave Upper Jade Capital?”  

“Why say that all of a sudden?” Lu Changyuan still smiled: “Seeing the great demon’s tentacles, are you frightened?”  

The Immortal Fairy gently grasped the corner of Lu Changyuan’s robe: “On the boat, Young Master asked me if I wanted a pill. I answered that I did, and that was why we stayed in Baiyu Capital, wasn’t it?”  

“Yes.”  

“But now I am not in such a hurry to restore my realm, nor do I fear cultivating anew.”  

Having broken her heart’s barrier, if she were to re-cultivate, her progress would surely be swift.

This pill no longer seemed so important.

“Young Master, this place is very dangerous. We can leave. That great demon beneath the lake could already control corpses even while sealed. At the very least, it’s of the Sixth Realm. This place is too dangerous.”  

Xia Lianxue was gentle and kind, wanting to save others.

But she wasn’t foolish.

The situation before them had already far exceeded their original expectations.

Save oneself before saving others.

As if to confirm her words, the sky suddenly turned pitch black.

A massive black canopy slowly rose, black ripples spreading through the air.

Lu Changyuan turned back, suddenly reaching out, touching Xia Lianxue’s cheek.

The Immortal Fairy’s skin was smooth and tender, leaving behind a lingering sensation: “Do you trust me?”