Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 68. Junior Sister

Hurry up.

Faster.

Jiang Jiayi thought to herself.

The strongest sword in the world belongs to the Daoist Master, but the fastest and sharpest sword is hers. Compared to the Daoist Master's Dao, her True Sword Dao is much faster.

The wooden sword cleaved through the air, even threatening to slice through the void, creating a continuous sonic boom that echoed across the sky.

She had already pushed her speed to the limit, but she still felt it wasn't enough.

A sharp edge converged at the tip of the wooden sword, and the sun in the sky seemed to shimmer and cast a hazy glow over it.

People within a radius of a thousand miles heard the sword's cry and saw their own swords tremble.

Countless swords were itching to be drawn, as if they wanted to soar into the sky and follow this man with a natural sword-wielding body to kill enemies.

Why were the Taoist sects able to suppress the White Domain?

One is the master swordsman of the Daoist sect, whose swordsmanship is unparalleled and who is a disciple of the Daoist of Chang'an. The other is a Daoist sect member with a natural sword physique, whose sword can suppress mountains and rivers and pacify the four seas.

Even if all the Yao Guangs in the world joined forces, these two would not gain any advantage.

Such radiance, the sword reflects the setting sun, the fading sun is like fire, a sword comes from the west!
The wooden sword's speed increased again.

It seemed to cleave space itself in two.

It's not over yet.

Jiang Jiayi was still wielding her sword.

The sword strike from the west was extremely taxing, yet she wielded it repeatedly, her long, slender brows framed by eyes brimming with sword intent.

She was not a disciple of the Taoist priest of Chang'an and did not know the Four Seasons Sword Technique, yet she still passed on a sword technique from the West.

Jiang Jiayi wasn't sure if Lu Changyuan was the Taoist of Chang'an, but as long as there was even the slightest possibility, she would do everything in her power.

Xia Lianxue stared blankly at this scene, then belatedly realized what was happening. She reached out her hand, and the aura of the Time Dao flowed, restoring Jiang Jiayi to her condition.

"I will reverse your magic power; just swing your sword!"

The Dao of Time and the Dao of Sword erupt simultaneously.

Eight thousand miles of road, all the scenery and wind have passed before my eyes.

The sounds of wind, thunder, and howling echoed continuously behind the sword.

What is invisible and unknowable is right before our eyes.

We have arrived at Tianshan.

"quick!"

Jiang Jiayi stared intently as her sword pierced the sky, reaching straight to the Tianshan Mountains.

The master of the Daoist sect resides atop Mount Tian, ​​while Jiang Jiayi's residence is at the foot of Mount Tian.

Only the two of them live on this Tianshan Mountain.

The other Taoist practitioners were on the various peaks, surrounding and protecting Tianshan.

Seeing the sharp intent of that red light, they were all terrified.

Jiang Jiayi pierced through the illusion of Tianshan with a single sword strike, and in an instant, she flashed into her secluded garden, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

The big tree in the courtyard was still the same as when she left. Returning to a familiar place, Jiang Jiayi finally felt at ease.

A surge of internal energy rushed back, and Jiang Jiayi's face turned pale, her breathing becoming disordered.

Its magical power is exhausted, and its essence is broken.

A sound came from the mountaintop.

"Wedding dress, I saw blood lightning strike, but it suddenly disappeared. Why are you so badly injured?!"

Jiang Jiayi propped herself up and said to the mountaintop, "Ancestor Hongluan attempted to defy fate and was punished by the Blood Thunder. She became half a painting demon, and I was slightly injured in my fight against her."

"So that's how it is. Bring the person up here. Let me take a look at them before you go to the Heavenly Pool in the back mountain to heal their injuries."

The sound was ethereal, the clouds were light and the breeze gentle.

Jiang Jiayi glanced at Xia Lianxue, gave her a look, and then looked at Qiu Yuehan: "Come with me up the mountain."

Qiu Yuehan was stunned, unsure of what to say.

“You don’t need to say a word, I’ll explain.” Jiang Jiayi steadied her breathing and said softly, “Don’t be afraid, she doesn’t eat people.”

Qiu Yuehan paused for a moment.

The master of the Daoist sect, the strongest person in the world, wants to see her.

What to do with her?
Qiu Yuehan was a little nervous; no one could remain calm when they learned they were going to meet the Daoist Master.

The wind blows across the mountaintop.

As the clouds slowly parted, a magnificent palace atop the mountain came into view.

Qiu Yuehan followed behind Jiang Jiayi, walking slowly. Although her expression was not obvious, she was clearly very flustered.

A melodious, ethereal voice echoed from within the hall: "I was focused on the lust demon, so I didn't pay close attention to the blood lightning. What exactly happened?"

A crane's clear cry came from afar, and the gentle breeze and bright moon rose and set with the sound.

Qiu Yuehan's heart stirred slightly.

Jiang Jiayi said calmly, "Ancestor Hongluan tried to possess Palace Master Miaoyu, and Palace Master Miaoyu defied the Heavenly Dao, so blood lightning was sent down."

"Is that so?" The Daoist sect leader remained lying on his side. "Whatever you say, that's what it is. The lust demon is making a move; perhaps it's trying to descend again."

Jiang Jiayi was slightly taken aback: "How do I do it?"

“If I do nothing, and I remain here, its main body will not be able to descend.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Qiu Yuehan felt herself being grasped in mid-air and unable to move. Then she floated into the tent.

All she could see were her slender, jade-like legs lying across the soft white gauze, her exquisite figure reflected in the bed, making one feel as if they were floating on air.

Even from just a glimpse of their backs, one could tell how stunningly beautiful they were.

"Is this my junior sister?"

Junior sister?
Qiu Yuehan's pupils shrank to the size of needles.

It's no secret that the master of the Daoist sect was a Daoist from Chang'an. In the eyes of worldly sects, both master and disciple were known for their domineering ways of doing things.

Moreover, compared to the Taoist Chang'an who was constrained back then, this Taoist sect leader is completely unshackled and can go wherever he wants, making him even more terrifying than the Taoist Chang'an.

He sits on Mount Tianshan, observing the world, and then descends at any moment to beat up anyone he dislikes.

Qiu Yuehan's thoughts were racing. Although she had guesses about Lu Changyuan's identity, she still found it hard to believe that the old monster was the Taoist of Chang'an.

"what!?"

She suddenly came to her senses, only to find that her clothes had been torn open, and the Taoist sect leader had stood up and was now in front of her.

The Taoist sect leader wore a platinum mask, but it did not cover his eyes.

Qiu Yuehan saw those eyes, and she thought, "That old monster must be Chang'an Daoist! This must be his disciple!"
The master and apprentice have exactly the same look in their eyes.

"Junior sister, don't move around, let me take a good look at you."

A hand as white as jade slid down Qiu Yuehan's neck to her shoulder, then carefully touched the magic runes.

"It really is my heartless master. You're really unlucky to have been ruined by my master."

Qiu Yuehan could see the pity and anger in those eyes!

The Daoist Master reached out and stroked Qiu Yuehan's cheek: "My master likes this kind of aloof fairy. It's more satisfying to train her like this. She's also a swordswoman in the mortal world. It's his perverse taste to have a fairy fall into the mortal world."

Qiu Yuehan felt a chill run down her cheeks, bringing an icy cold.

Jiang Jiayi said coldly, "If you continue to slander the Chang'an Sect Master, I will fight you to the death."

"You seem to feel more sorry for my unscrupulous master than I do. I just sensed Taiyi's aura, and the Heartless Dao Star in the sky shone even brighter!"

The Daoist sect leader turned around and looked at Jiang Jiayi outside the gauze curtain, his eyes flashing like lightning.

Jiang Jiayi simply said, "It is indeed Taiyi, the legacy of the Chang'an Sect Master. The Miaoyu Palace Master acted against the heavens, so I brought her back to Tianshan to avoid the blood lightning. The legacy of the Chang'an Sect Master blocked the blood lightning for the Miaoyu Palace Master for several days."

This person with a natural sword physique did not intend to tell the Daoist sect leader about Lu Changyuan's existence.

"So that's how it is. I thought my unscrupulous master had been resurrected. Oh well, what does that Palace Mistress Xia Yutang have to do with my heartless master?"

Jiang Jiayi had anticipated this question, and a smile appeared on her face.

"She was a former lover of the Chang'an Sect Master, so you should address Palace Master Miaoyu as 'Master's Wife'."

The Tianshan Mountains suddenly trembled, snowflakes fell from the mountain peaks, and the blue glass sword trembled as if it were about to be drawn.

(End of this chapter)