Even without cheats, we must survive the apocalypse

Of course, I will still be rigorous in the plot (although I don't think it is that rigorous). I will finish up all the plots and foreshadowings that I have dug. I guess those of you who have read this have also discovered that compared with the previous two volumes, the emotional progress of the princess and the protagonist in this volume is much behind. Although the princess has confirmed the relationship, there is no home base (part of the reason is, you know why, she was ganked), and the protagonist is still in a hazy period, so it seems that there is no progress.

Gu Yunxi is a very special female character, not only because she is the "protagonist", but more because she is related to many key plots in the later part of the book. In terms of importance, she ranks first among all the female characters, so the story will be longer. She is also in a growth period where she is not sensitive to "responsibility", so her role will continue, and will become more and more. Before that, she can only play an ambiguous game with Xiao Lu Mu (Gu Yunxi fans hope you don't kill me)...

The content of the fifth volume will be related to the demon race. Feng Yan'er, who has not appeared in any scenes since the end of the first volume, is the absolute star of this volume. Of course, some former supporting characters will also appear (such as the 427-year-old little foodie). I will write the next volume with more power, so that it will not be as boring as the middle part of the fourth volume (I think it is very boring...).

Thank you for your support over the past four volumes. Love?(^_-)

Chapter 1: New Chief of Shura Palace, Murong Xue

March passed in a flash.

The steep mountain where the Shura Palace's main pavilion is located is still as mysterious as ever, and the fairy light in the sky is still there. From a distance, one can see clouds and mist lingering, magnificent and like the legendary fairyland.

In fact, it is not really a fairyland, it is just the territory of the most powerful sect in the Xuantian Realm.

……

Murong Xue sat on the high platform of the martial arts arena, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, her seductive red dress outlining the curves that she was always proud of. Her skirt fluttered in the wind, her long legs crossed and swayed slightly, and the small silver bells on her ankles hummed.

The area around the martial arts arena was already filled with disciples from the Shura Palace.

"This month's Grand Competition among all the Pavilions begins now. You two must keep a close eye on these newcomers and make sure they don't get too violent or cause too much chaos. Remember, no lives may be lost!"

Her tone was nonchalant, but it contained an inexplicable pressure that silenced all the disciples below, not daring to even breathe.

"Yes."

"Yes!"

The two disciples she named responded and then entered the arena. They unfolded the scroll in their hands and read out the names. They stopped after reading two names. Then, two disciples lined up around the martial arts arena and entered to prepare for the competition.

As soon as the order was given, the fighting began.

Two disciples from different branches in the field immediately burst out with their true energy and fought together. The sword lights and stick shadows were intertwined and difficult to distinguish. Both of them were in the second level of the Xiantian Hunyuan realm and had similar talents. For a while, the fight was evenly matched. Most of the disciples outside the field were immersed in it, afraid of missing out on some exciting moves and fights.

But in Murong Xue's eyes, this kind of competition is actually not interesting at all.

Most of them are too young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and have entered the innate realm. They can be called geniuses outside, and it is common in Shura Palace because there are always more evil ones.

Like her.

Her cultivation was too high in the eyes of these fellow disciples. She had reached the third level of Pigong, which was equivalent to the elder of a sect or the head of a noble family in some remote places. Although she was not very old, she had shown those disciples what a peerless genius was.

Murong Xue is very beautiful. There is definitely no other female disciple or elder in Shura Palace who is prettier than her. She is also very cold-tempered, so cold that no one dares to express any feelings to her. It is said that only the Holy Son of Shura Palace can melt her ice and snow.

But the Son is more mysterious.

"……Ugh."

The competition in the arena had gone through four or five rounds, and many people had come up. Murong Xue was just watching with boredom. It was not that she looked down on these disciples, but it was too boring for her to supervise the competition among all the pavilions. However, this was her duty as the "Chief of Shura Palace", so she had to continue watching. Perhaps among these young disciples, there would be one or two who could surprise her.

Three months had passed since Lu Mu and she returned to Shura Palace.

After running around for so long, Murong Xue finally returned to her "home" after a long absence. She felt relaxed all over. Here, she didn't have to worry about any threats. She could concentrate on recuperating. When she had time, she could visit the towns in the Shura Palace. It was so pleasant.

When she left, she was only at the Hedao realm, and when she came back, she was at the second level of the Pigong realm.

The Lord of Shura Palace was very happy, a very pure kind of happiness. Until now, Murong Xue didn't quite understand what kind of personality her master had. He was always mysterious, but when he was happy, it was not for him, but for his disciples.

Perhaps this is how the most powerful masters are. They cannot improve their own cultivation, so when they see that his only female disciple is so talented, the Lord of Shura Palace is particularly happy... It was Murong Xue who took the initiative to come to him and asked him to accept her as his disciple.

Now it seemed that he was satisfied, and so was she.

So when he was happy, he convened a meeting of all the elders and immediately gave Murong Xue the title of "Chief of Shura Palace". Now all the disciples of Shura Palace, no matter their age, cultivation or qualifications to enter Shura Palace, have to call her "Big Sister".

Murong Xue was actually unwilling, but she couldn't resist her master, so she agreed. Of course, the original chief of Shura Palace was unwilling, so the two of them made an appointment and had a fight in the presence of many elders.

She defeated the guy in just three moves, without even using her charm.

It is not easy to be the chief. Once she becomes famous, many disciples will want to see her, and more and more people will admire her. But Murong Xue is not used to this feeling. She always feels that becoming famous will bring her other troubles.

But today, as she was sitting here leisurely, Murong Xue suddenly missed Lu Mu.

She looked towards the east, where immortal light filled the air, as if the holy land of Shura Palace was blessed by the supreme will. Murong Xue had never been to that place once, but Lu Mu was there now.

He is breaking through.

……

During the first month after returning, Murong Xue and Lu Mu stayed in his own courtyard, not going out from morning till night, and not allowing anyone to approach them.

Then they hugged each other for a long time, not all day long, only in the afternoon and evening.

Lu Mu would cook for her. Actually the food didn’t taste that great, but Murong Xue always enjoyed it because they lived a comfortable life with the husband and wife supporting each other. It was just the two of them, and she could enjoy Lu Mu’s gentleness and thoughtfulness alone, while she only had to be beautiful.

It would be nice to just go on like this, but Murong Xue knew that was impossible.

Then a month later, Lu Mu decided to reach the Source Realm.

Then, for the next month, Murong Xue never came to the courtyard again in order not to disturb him. A month later, the true body of the Shura Palace Lord appeared and took him into the holy land of Shura Palace. One day later, the holy land was closed and no one was allowed to approach within ten miles of there.

This was said by the Lord of Shura Palace who came to tell Murong Xue personally, fearing that she could not help herself and wanted to go over to take a look. However, she could not hold back, so for the past month, as the chief of Shura Palace, she traveled all over the branch pavilions within the territory of Shura Palace, and if she found anything outstanding, she would bring it back to the main pavilion.

The Shura Palace sect was not complicated. It had only one main pavilion and 120 branch pavilions. There were only a few thousand disciples in the main pavilion, and tens of millions of disciples in the branch pavilions... She just did these things, and then another month passed.

until today.

"Hasn't it come out yet?"

Murong Xue no longer cared about how fierce the fight was in the martial arts field, or how difficult it was to resolve. Her eyes were filled with the holy land shrouded in rosy glow. Her heart was filled with thoughts of him and she wanted to see him, but she restrained herself for fear of disturbing him.

She couldn't help but smile bitterly. How could she behave like a "chief"?

Murong Xue shook her head and drove the thought out of her mind.

Can't think about it anymore.

Some time ago, she kept thinking about the nights of that month, and her panties kept getting wet, so she finally stopped wearing them.

Now of course I have to wear it, but I can’t let it get wet, so I can’t think about it.

Chapter 2: I took the initiative to open it

Yes, it doesn't matter if it's a little longer. Murong Xue felt that she could just suppress her desires as long as she could. It would take some time for Lu Mu to break through. After all, it would take quite a bit of time to move from the Pi Palace to the Yuan Ji, because that would change many conditions within the cultivator's body.

If it is too hasty, it might end up being more trouble than it is worth. Although Lu Mu always swore before his retreat that he would have no problem entering the source, and even would not need to go through tribulations to enter the creation... Murong Xue thought he was bragging.

But Brother Mu is just bragging, and I have to believe it all!

Well, that's it.

So Murong Xue refocused her attention on the competition among the various pavilions in front of her.

After watching for another hour, she finally saw a few young boys and girls with good talents who could grow into great talents if trained well. They were not from the main pavilion, but from branch pavilions. Some branches of Shura Palace were even thousands of miles away from Shura Palace. If these disciples wanted to get the best training resources, they had to stand out and be selected into the main pavilion.

Not everyone can enter Shura Palace and be noticed by the elders and other figures for their talent, and then be trained with all their efforts. These disciples from branch pavilions have to rely on accepting sect missions in exchange for their cultivation resources on a daily basis. Some disciples may die or be seriously injured because of this, and their cultivation foundation may be damaged... No matter where you are, life is not so easy.

Murong Xue silently memorized the names of those disciples.

Then, the earth shook.

……

The sudden shaking even affected the competition among all the pavilions. The two disciples who were fighting fiercely in the field stopped, and everyone looked towards the east.

On the holy land of Shura Palace, the rosy glow surged towards the holy land like a whirlpool, sweeping away all the majestic spiritual energy. However, this sudden chaos lasted for less than ten breaths, and soon, in the Shura Hall in the west, a stronger and more oppressive aura surged out, spreading over a hundred miles in an instant, suppressing all the restless spiritual energy.

"Don't panic, everything is the same as before."

The voice of Shura Palace Master came down from the sky, like the sound of a huge bell, reaching the ears of every disciple.

After hearing his words, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and continued the competition.

"Boom——!"

Shortly after the vision just dissipated, a dazzling purple-gold light shot out from the mist in the center of the holy land and went straight up to the sky!

The hundred-foot-tall Holy Image of the Dragon and Phoenix, the Six-armed Asura Killing Image, and the shadow of the Nine-winged Holy Phoenix all appeared at the same time, and then returned to nothingness at the same time... and finally disappeared completely, and the light that went straight into the sky also shrank.

"Brother Mu..."

Murong Xue moved her jade feet back and forth, appearing very anxious. The holy land had been quiet for a whole month, and she had also waited for a month. Now that there was movement, her heart was also moved, but was it really the right time to go there now?

It would be bad if I disturbed him.

"Go ahead, I know you miss him."

The Lord of Shura Palace appeared beside her suddenly, but the strongest person who stepped into the Half-Step Ancient Realm was so mysterious. Murong Xue had been scared several times, but now she was used to it. She turned her head and saw the black robe moving in the wind, and the slender eyelashes like butterflies trembled.

"Master, is he..."

"Well, Master just sensed something. His Five Dao Palace Wheels have been shattered and re-condensed into a new Dao Source. He has successfully broken through the realm, so..."

"Can I go find him now?"

"Well, go ahead." Lord Shura patted her shoulder.

Then Murong Xue circulated her internal energy and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.

Palace Master Shura slowly retracted his hand into his robe, and his robe trembled, as if he was laughing, but there was no sound. This movement was very small, and he turned into black feather dust and disappeared.

……

There is actually nothing mysterious about the Shura Palace Holy Land. It is just a temple with thirteen corpses in it. They are the places where the successive Shura Palace masters passed away. They are all in the ancient realm, but according to common sense, when a cultivator in the ancient realm dies, his body will be recycled, but that is not the case here.

The reason lies in the layer of rosy light covering the holy land of Shura Palace. Lu Mu knows what it is. It is the blessing from the Heavenly Dao, which was obtained by the only one among all the previous palace masters who had ascended to heaven. It covered this palace which was only a hundred feet wide.

After him, all Shura Palace Lords would come here to sit and pass away before their lifespans came to an end, in order to prevent their cultivation and physical bodies from returning to the heavenly way.

The remains of these successive Shura Palace masters are also the most precious "opportunities" of Shura Palace.

Because Lu Mu knew that his master, the current Lord of Shura Palace, had made great progress in his cultivation here and reached the Half-Step Ancient Realm.

But that’s all. If one wants to break through to the ancient realm, the required source of power can only be given by the Heavenly Dao or some extremely special beings. What these thirteen corpses can provide is far from enough.

Murong Xue flew all the way. The holy land itself was not far away, and she arrived soon. She landed in front of the gate of the holy land temple. The palace door was closed, so she raised her hand and pushed it open.

With a creaky sound, the palace gate slowly opened.

In fact, there was already someone waiting behind the door.

"Brother Mu..."

Murong Xue called out softly and threw herself into his arms, deeply sniffing the scent of Lu Mu's body. The scent made her nose sour and her whole body soft. She felt that she was born with a seductive body. She had been inseparable from him for the past month and had sex with him every night, but after two months, she felt itchy in her heart and her body... also itchy.

Lu Mu hugged her and stroked her back gently: "Looking at you like this, you must have missed me too much."

Murong Xue gently hit his back twice, without using any strength, because she didn't have the strength, but a few words came out of her lips: "You are so annoying."

……

At this moment, the afterglow of the setting sun was spreading all over the earth. The courtyard of the Holy Son was filled with golden splendor. The faint fragrance of flowers floated in the air, which was intoxicating. Murong Xue and Lu Mu walked into the yard on the cobblestone path. The spiritual herbs and flowers were still in good condition.

These flowers and plants are very delicate, but they also have spirits. Their joy is not directed at Lu Mu, but at Murong Xue. Lu Mu cursed in his heart, thinking that these spiritual things might be used to make medicine one day. Then those spiritual flowers and plants all drooped down, as if they were afraid.

Murong Xue didn't care about all this. As soon as she entered the yard, she immediately became excited. She took Lu Mu's hand and walked into the house. After they both entered the house, she kicked the door with her foot and it closed heavily.

"you……"

Lu Mu only said one word, and had to swallow the rest.

Because Murong Xue tore her clothes completely with just a casual pull. The dress was very beautiful, but she didn't care.

She leaned on the edge of the bed with her legs spread wide. Lu Mu could hear her heartbeat, the blush on her face that seemed to be dripping with blood, the pink peach blossoms in her eyes...ah, this Lu Mu was very familiar, so charming.

He saw everything, because Murong Xue's delicate hands actively opened that place, and the color was very moist, just like the light pink in her eyes.

"Brother Mu, what are you waiting for?"

Murong Xue bit her lip and muttered softly.

Chapter 3: The Deadlock Has Been Broken

Lu Mu's eyes were attracted by the pink scenery and he couldn't move away at all, because the crystal clear water was dripping down, pulling out long silk threads.

"Brother Mu..."