Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 24. And so time began to flow backward.
"Senior Sister Yuehan is not easy to deal with. She said that anyone who looks at her again will have to duel her with swords. As a result, those who thought that dueling with swords would give them a chance came back with bruises and swelling on their faces. Senior Sister Xue is much better; she doesn't care about being looked at."

Xia Lianxue could only shake her head: "When I practice swordsmanship, I'm not much gentler than Senior Sister Yuehan."

The junior sister covered her mouth and laughed: "Some people are just shameless. They were beaten by Senior Sister Yuehan, so they think that Senior Sister Yuehan is the most powerful person in the world, so they all go and fawn over Senior Sister Yuehan."

"Stop talking." Xia Lianxue stopped her junior sister's teasing: "Let's exorcise the demon first, and not delay the sect's mission."

"That's right. Senior Sister will be competing with Senior Sister Qiu Yuehan soon, and we can't afford to linger here."

This was on the eve of the sect's grand competition, when True Person Han Shui had already passed away.

Next, Xia Lianxue will return to Miaoyu Palace to have a match with Qiu Yuehan.

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The perspective shifted abruptly once again.

This time, Lu Changyuan saw Xia Lianxue kneeling on the dueling platform, with Qiu Yuehan in front of her, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth: "Junior sister, you are too kind."

Beneath the ethereal immortal gates, at the grand sect competition that has garnered the attention of thousands.

Xia Lianxue lost by half a move, and she smiled wryly: "Senior Sister is still better."

She didn't know when Qiu Yuehan left, nor when the others left. She knelt until midnight, when the entire training ground was empty, before slowly standing up and walking back to her dormitory step by step.

Lu Changyuan followed her back to her dormitory.

A young girl's boudoir is always extremely exquisite. Beside the carved window is a rosewood bookshelf, on which ancient books are neatly arranged. Further in front is a wooden table, with flowers in a sky-blue glass vase placed in the upper left corner of the table.

On the wooden table was an open white scroll, on which were written in ink: "One can often dispel desires, and thus the mind will be at peace; one can purify the mind and thus the spirit will be clear."

It seems the girl had a restless night and was using calligraphy practice to calm her mind.

Squeak.

The fairy opened the door.

He muttered to himself, "A loss is a loss."

She had recited it a hundred times on her way here.

Xia Lianxue sat blankly in front of the mirror, her white clothes stained with shocking blood, a stark and jarring sight.

Most of the blood was her own.

The injury was not serious, just an external wound. Qiu Yuehan and she did not engage in a life-or-death struggle, showing considerable restraint.

"My skills are inferior to others."

Xia Lianxue took off her clothes and neatly folded them. Then, she gently lifted her long, fair legs and stepped into the wooden bathtub. The rising steam seemed unable to soothe her fatigue.

Gululu.

The girl buried her head in the bathtub, her body, as smooth as mutton fat jade, curled up tightly.

The water was too deep, and the tears in my eyes mixed with the water, making them invisible.

Lu Changyuan stood in front of Xia Lianxue, watching this scene unfold.

He thought, "So pitiful."

A black light suddenly appeared and climbed onto the wooden barrel while Xia Lianxue wasn't paying attention.

It was a black spider.

It is also the seed of lust.

Lu Changyuan frowned and instinctively reached out to crush the spider, but his hand passed right through it.

Yes.

This is Xia Lianxue's memory; there's nothing he can do.

The spider crawled along the grain of the wooden barrel to Xia Lianxue's back before falling into it.

Lu Changyuan looked up at the roof of the wooden attic, where a small hole had appeared at some point.

If you were to look from the outside at this moment, you would probably be able to see the face of the Cold-Clothed Immortal.

But I have no interest in long-distance travel.

Xia Lianxue seemed to sense something as well. She looked up blankly but found nothing. In the end, she could only pat her face, splashing water, and tell herself to cheer up.

Lu Changyuan watched the girl's self-talk with great interest. He knew how fragrant, soft, and smooth her fair skin was; he had touched it before.

I just didn't expect it to look so big.

Instead of waiting for the long road to pass, one can savor the meticulously crafted scenery of the young girl.

Xia Lianxue suddenly screamed, "Who are you?!" Huh?
Can you see me?
Isn't this a memory?

It’s evil.

With a sharp cry, the fairy's white bathrobe enveloped her jade-like feet, leaving only her delicate toes, flushed red from the heat of the water, glistening with mist.

Xia Lianxue picked up a long sword and thrust it straight at Lu Changyuan's face.

With this movement, the girl's delicate legs slipped out of her bathrobe, the water droplets left from her bath greedily licking her skin as they slid down until they landed on the wooden floor.

Lu Changyuan suddenly thought of it.

Qiu Yuehan's anklet should be given to Xia Lianxue.

When Lu Changyuan came to his senses, he had already caught the fairy's sword with both hands.

The girl stood tall and straight, her face as cold as ice, exuding a murderous aura.

She was only halfway through her bath, her hair was still wet, and it was now sticking to her delicate cheeks. Even though she stood up straight and looked incredibly dignified, she still had a pretty face full of spring, and even gave people a kind of alluring feeling that made their blood boil.

Lu Changyuan stared intently at Xia Lianxue.

He seems to have to help Xia Lianxue break free from her nightmare at this point in time, although it's not that difficult.

"What kind of person do you think I am, Fairy?"

Xia Lianxue tried to draw her sword, but couldn't.

She was a little angry, but not too angry.

This is extremely strange, as if it's not the first time someone has seen naked in front of me, and all the anger I should have felt should have been gone the first time.

She clearly didn't know this thief who peeped at her while she was taking a bath!

"You are...you are..." Xia Lianxue bit her lip, her pretty face flushed red, as if she was about to cry.

She was originally a strong person. She had just been hiding in the bathtub and crying, which was her last time. But somehow, the person in front of her blocked her sword, and all the grievances came out again, and she couldn't stop crying.

The fairy released the sword, and tears streamed down her face.

"You're bullying me! Everyone's bullying me!"

Lu Changyuan sighed: "Don't cry, sweetie."

"Just cry!"

"Don't cry."

"Just cry!"

"Even crying counts as time!"

Xia Lianxue suddenly became angry: "Fine, fine!"

Lu Changyuan scratched his head: "I'm here to help you beat your senior sister."

"I've already lost, what's the point of winning anymore!?"

"You believe me."

"I don't believe you."

Lu Changyuan abruptly stepped forward and whispered in the fairy's ear: "As long as you want to win, you can win. Even time can be reversed."

Xia Lianxue looked at Lu Changyuan in disbelief, but Lu Changyuan simply picked up the sword, carefully pried open Xia Lianxue's hand, and placed the sword in her hand.

"How about I take you back in time?"

This is Xia Lianxue's nightmare.

As long as she wants.

She could then return to the moment she lost to Qiu Yuehan; Lu Changyuan was merely guiding her to believe that time could be reversed.

Fortunately, the fairy had already been sufficiently trained by Lu Changyuan.

So he nodded blankly, seemingly completely unaware of how blasphemous Lu Changyuan's actions were.

And so time began to flow backward.

The moon disappeared again, and the exact same sun reappeared in the sky.

Dressed in a white lotus-patterned dress and holding a three-foot-long sword, she faced her senior sister and said, "Senior sister, please enlighten me."

(End of this chapter)