Is the cultivation world now only populated by demonesses?

Chapter 79. The Red of the Lust Demon
"How could anyone have the power to kill?"

Su Youwan found it somewhat unbelievable.

The path of white bones flickered with light, highlighting the profile of the silver-haired girl. The girl then said, "The Dao Star of Death has never even shone in the cultivation world."

Lu Changyuan said softly, "Not being recorded doesn't mean it doesn't exist."

There are three thousand great paths, and practitioners can choose the one they are good at to cultivate.

But some paths cannot be cultivated simply by wishing to do so.

For example, regarding Xia Lianxue's Dao of Time, no one knows how much suffering the little fairy endured or what she did in the void before she finally attained the Dao of Time.

The same applies to the way of death.

There are very few records about the Underworld Lord. All that is known is that the Underworld Lord appeared out of nowhere and debuted as Yao Guang. There has never been any record of the path he attained.

Even Su Youwan, the junior grandmaster of Cihang Palace, had never heard of the Dao of the Underworld Lord.

Lu Changyuan said, "There's always a group of old fogies lurking in the cultivation world, ready to jump out at any moment."

If even the Hongluan Ancestor could survive for five thousand years, who knows how many old fogies from Jian Guyang's era are still alive and sleeping in their coffins, waiting to erupt one day and cause a huge uproar.

Su Youwan thought for a moment and said, "It should be fine. Those seniors can't cause any big trouble."

With Cihang Palace and Daoist sects around, old monsters would have to think twice before jumping out, otherwise they'd be killed by their juniors for no reason and have nowhere to cry.

A colossal city suddenly appeared before the two, with scattered nether energy surging and rolling, blurring the distance of the Bone Road.

Hey.

Da da.

The rhythmic knocking sound, coming from nowhere, became the only sound after the two crossed the bridge, making one's heart pound with fear.

I don't know how long I walked.

The two then walked to the city gate.

Upon closer inspection, the city does not appear to be situated on the ground, but rather seems to have grown out of a patch of pitch-black ink. The surrounding bricks and stones are covered with twisted, ancient patterns that resemble a beating pulse.

Occasionally, a huge shadow would slowly glide by in the hazy fog, making no sound and leaving only a fleeting trace.

Lu Changyuan didn't look at the spirits much, but said, "Let's go, into the city."

The city gate, carved from white bones, was not closed tightly, but what lay behind the city was obscured, only emptiness was visible.

Su Youwan suddenly took Lu Changyuan's hand.

"Your Highness?"

"It would be troublesome if they got lost."

That's true.

The girl's soft hands were somewhat cold, as if to indicate that even if one held the girl tightly in their arms, she would still feel cold.

When the eyes close and then open again.

A street filled with lanterns appeared before us.

Just like the streets of those dynasties in the mortal world, the bustling streets are adjacent to the market, and there are illusory shadows everywhere. These shadows have no faces, and their bodies are also illusory, but they can make people strangely know that they are going to the market.

Lu Changyuan surveyed his surroundings and said, "This is the East City."

The Underworld is divided into two cities, East and West.

This is the East City.

At first glance, lanterns hung outside the wooden houses, and candles were lit inside the red lanterns.

This means that it is daytime in the underworld, while if white lanterns are used instead, it symbolizes nighttime in the underworld.

There is an absolute rule in the underworld that cannot be violated.

Strangers are not allowed to go out at night.

If this rule is violated, Lu Changyuan will be fine, but Su Youwan will be turned into a spirit on the spot and locked in the Underworld forever.

Therefore, their primary goal now is to find a place in the underworld where people can stay.

"Where are you taking Youwan, Young Master Lu?" "Just follow me."

Walking along the gray-black stone bricks, after many twists and turns, the road finally came to a stop.

Before us was a small gatehouse surrounded by gray walls, with a neat, dark gray "福" (good fortune) character pasted on the wooden door.

"What are you doing here, Young Master Lu, bringing Youwan here?"

Lu Changyuan did not answer the silver-haired girl's question, but instead opened the door, which was not locked.

It was a house that wasn't very big, with a small courtyard inside. As soon as they opened the door, the two of them saw someone in the courtyard—no, it would be more accurate to say there was a spirit there.

There were two illusory figures sitting in the courtyard. They were startled when Lu Changyuan barged in, and their dark energy surged. They were about to tear Lu Changyuan apart.

But Lu Changyuan simply said it in a light tone.

"This is my house. You've lived here for so many years, and now that I'm back, you want to kill me?"

If we're talking about time, Lu Changyuan last entered the Underworld City 1,700 years ago. He's been here for a hundred years, so it's normal for him to own some property.

The two illusory figures were stunned.

He was making incoherent, guttural noises.

Su Youwan didn't quite understand.

Lu Changyuan sneered: "It's a good thing that I haven't asked you for rent. Now get out of here."

The two "spirits" left the house looking disheveled.

But halfway there, he turned back and called out to Lu Changyuan in a language that Su Youwan couldn't understand. Although she couldn't understand the words, she could hear the plea in them.

Lu Changyuan waved his hand: "If I leave, you can continue to stay if you want."

The two spirits then left the room.

Su Youwan had long heard rumors about the Underworld.

The records of Cihang Palace do not provide much detail about the Underworld, but they do specifically state that anyone who enters must follow the rules, especially to respect the "spirits" within the Underworld.

Because you don't know how the entire underworld will punish you if you anger the spirits.

But looking at Lu Changyuan, she saw that he wasn't cautious at all; he was even more cunning than the local spirit.

Lu Changyuan turned around and looked at Su Youwan: "Next, we just need to wait. When the Gate of Hell opens, the River Styx will naturally appear."

Su Youwan simply stood there, watching him as if she wouldn't move.

"Your Highness?"

Lu Changyuan called out again.

Su Youwan then came to her senses and said softly, "Young Master Lu, please don't move around. Let me check you out."

Before Lu Changyuan could react, the silver-haired girl began to murmur scriptures, and her hands glowed with golden light as she quickly touched Lu Changyuan's face.

Lu Changyuan raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

After a long while, nothing came of it.

Su Youwan did not answer, but continued to work on Lu Changyuan in other ways.

The faint scent of sandalwood emanating from the girl wafted into Lu Changyuan's nostrils, and an unknown thought arose spontaneously.

The girl said, "Strange."

"What's weird?"

Su Youwan shook her head: "It's nothing, maybe Youwan is just overthinking it."

The silver-haired girl lowered the white blindfold, and her silvery-white hair, as smooth as water, fell down, revealing her delicate white earlobes through the translucent strands.

The girl was tall and slender with a delicate nose and beautiful eyes. However, her red eyes gave her a slightly scrutinizing look as she stared at Lu Changyuan, as if she were a hunter eyeing its prey.

The girl didn't start examining Lu Changyuan in a daze for no reason.

But just now, she did see red in Lu Changyuan's eyes, a red stained by lust.

(End of this chapter)