Chapter 148: Chapter 148 Qingqiu Mountain, Returning Home (First Update, Please Subscribe)
Outside the mountains, Long Xuan spoke with concern.
The Human Race is not as numerous as the Demon Race.
Firstly, in terms of reproduction, the birth rate of the Demon Race far exceeds that of the Human Race, with a large number of demons born each year; likewise, many demons are born with spirituality, transforming into demon beasts.
Secondly, the Demon Race relies mainly on bloodline inheritance; as long as the bloodline is awakened, they can be born with lifebound divine techniques. But human cultivators must continuously cultivate to grasp divine techniques.
The Demon Race has many advantages, all above the Human Race.
"Haha, senior, you worry too much."
Lu Xuanji spoke, "The Demon Race is merely our name for them. In fact, there has never been a Demon Race; there are only countless races. Dragons do not dwell with serpents, phoenixes do not associate with sparrows, many races differ from each other, often hostile, constantly fighting, even the Demon Emperor Hall cannot stop it."
"Because the Human Race is strong, it has forced some races to unite against us, which is why there is talk of a Demon Race. The Demon Race has its prodigies, and the Human Race is not without talents... Today I lost to Bai Ling’Er, almost captured to become a son-in-law in Qingqiu; when I grow stronger in the future, I will certainly go to Qingqiu to capture her as a concubine."
"Don’t boast, don’t die on the way."
Long Xuan spoke coldly, disappearing.
Lu Xuanji opened the map to determine his direction but discovered a glowing spot rapidly enlarging on the map. It revealed Long Xuan, hidden no more than three meters away.
Like a guard, she was protecting him.
Once he determined his direction, he headed towards Changyuan Mountain.
Long Xuan remained hidden behind, following closely.
Upon entering Changyuan Mountain, Long Xuan glanced from afar but did not enter, staying outside.
"Long Xuan has become my guardian."
"This must be the Grand Elder’s orders."
Lu Xuanji felt a trace of gratitude.
Long Xuan, with Half-Step Golden Core cultivation, could guard as a protector only at the Grand Elder’s behest.
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In the depths of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
One chain of mountains followed another, stretching three thousand miles, with peaks scattered among them, lakes interlaced, waterfalls cascading down, volcanic hot springs boiling, and immortal cranes dancing in the air.
Among the mountains, women played and frolicked.
Some fierce beasts roamed among them but became docile around these women.
Within some peaks was a terrifying aura, looming as if a giant beast were lurking.
In the northwest of the range was a valley.
In that valley stood a bamboo house, simple and charming, furnished with a bed, tables, chairs, benches, and tea utensils.
In front of the bamboo house, there was a lake, clear as a mirror, with rippling water and vividly green water plants.
Splash!
Splash!
Amidst the sound of water, a woman like a fish swam in the water.
With a crisp sound, the woman leaped out, landing gracefully on the ground.
Her alabaster body, full and alluring, her ruby face radiant with charm and allure, her long, pointed lashes trembled slightly. With a wave of her hand, clothes draped over her, and she casually lay back in a reclining chair, closing her eyes as if in thought.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, a trace of regret flashing in them.
"The clone failed, killed by Long Xuan, a pity I couldn’t bring Lu Xuanji back to Qingqiu."
Bai Ling’Er spoke, full of regret.
"He has fortune, actually forming a Pure Yang Dao Body, a grand opportunity indeed."
Sensing the news from her clone, Bai Ling’Er unconsciously rubbed her legs together, her body slightly damp, her face faintly flushed with excitement.
Humans fall in love with their eyes; when choosing a partner, they often depend on appearance, pleasing the eyes first.
But the Qingqiu lineage isn’t like that; they fall in love with the nose.
The first time she met him, she smelled an enchanting aroma on Lu Xuanji, and so she used her lifebound divine technique [Charm] in front of this human, wanting to make him her partner.
But unfortunately, she was defeated by this young man.
After becoming a Purple Mansion Demon General, she dispatched a clone to capture him.
The clone smelled an even more enchanting fragrance, denser than before.
Just one whiff made her limbs soften, her face flush, heart race, and even her divine technique casting slowed unconsciously.
Like a divine wine, intoxicating.
Like poison, knowing the danger but still approaching.
"Little brother, just wait... when I become a Golden Core Demon King, I will surely take you as my son-in-law in Qingqiu." Bai Ling’Er thought, smiling uncontrollably.
Since then, she gained a new goal in life.
Now, she has two life goals.
One, to become the Qingqiu Demon Emperor, a leader of the Hundred Thousand Mountains.
One, to invade the Human Race, capture Lu Xuanji and bring him to Qingqiu as her husband.
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Leaving Changyuan Mountain, it had been about eight years.
Returning here once more, there was a faint sense of unfamiliarity.
During the absence from home, there was a sense of longing; but upon returning, there was a faint feeling of estrangement.
"Father, Mother, I’m back."
Arriving in his parents’ courtyard, Lu Xuanji called out, but a few strangers emerged, asking, "Who are you?"
"I’m sorry."
Lu Xuanji said.
It was then he remembered, his parents had passed away over a decade ago.
The courtyard now belonged to other Lu Family cultivators.
"I’m sorry."
Lu Xuanji said, turning and disappearing.
His heart felt empty.
"Husband, who was outside?" Just then, a woman’s voice came from inside the room.
The man replied, "It seemed the clan leader came, maybe he went to the wrong place."
Leaving there, Lu Xuanji headed towards Changyuan Mountain, arriving at a central cave mansion.
This cave mansion had the highest concentration of spiritual qi. Inside, it was furnished with a pill furnace, chairs, tea utensils, a bed, all exquisite and elegant, the floor laid with beast hide, the walls made of warm jade.
There was no dust, seemingly often cleaned.
Sitting on the bed, Lu Xuanji felt a touch of solitude.
His spirit sensed a twinge of loneliness.
A cultivator’s strength lies not only in power but in spirit, possessing a strong spirit.
Unperturbed by honor or disgrace, calm and composed, unafraid of risks, able to endure loneliness.
But he... could not endure solitude.
In the cave mansion, he would retreat for a year or two, then need to venture outside. Prolonged retreat would lead to unrest, even inner turmoil or madness.
Essentially, he was a man of the world, not an ascetic.
One who could retreat for ten or twenty years, with an unchanging mental realm, solid as rock.
He simply couldn’t do it.
At that moment, the Grand Elder arrived, asking, "Why not stay on Purple Sun Mountain a few more years?"
"I was homesick!"
Lu Xuanji said, "But returning home brings some loneliness."
"What loneliness, you miss women!" the Grand Elder teased, "Once Linglong marries, you won’t feel lonely!"
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