Chapter 180 - 133: When Junior Sister Impersonated Me

Chapter 180: Chapter 133: When Junior Sister Impersonated Me

’Just how long has it been?’

"Alright, you’ve seen my face now. I’ve shown my sincerity!"

Seeing that their expressions remained normal, Mei Zhaozhao grew excited. ’I’ve finally found normal people who aren’t affected by my charms!’

Qiu Yuehan, in the end, couldn’t resist. She reached out and slapped Mei Zhaozhao on the head.

"Ow! What are you doing!?"

Lu Changyuan facepalmed.

’How can the Saintess of the Hehuan Sect have a personality like this?’

He suddenly recalled a conversation from long ago with Mei Zhaozhao’s grand-master, Bu Bailian.

Back when he was in the Yao Guang Realm, he had fought his way across the land, defeating all manner of powerful figures. When he reached the Hehuan Sect, Mei Zhaozhao’s grand-master discovered that her Charm Techniques were completely useless against him and asked him in despair why that was.

Lu Changyuan had been busy beating people up at the time, so he had just shot back, "Your type—the kind that looks charming and actually is charming—is outdated. Nowadays, everyone likes either a Demoness who’s charming on the outside but pure on the inside, or a Fairy who’s pure on the outside but wanton on the inside."

He had just said it to brush her off.

But Mei Zhaozhao’s grand-master seemed to have some kind of epiphany. She turned around and announced that the Hehuan Sect would henceforth follow the lead of the Daoist Sect. Later... Later, it seemed the Desire Destruction faction came into being.

’It’s over. I’m the one who doomed all the Cultivators in the Cultivation Realm.’

’The "pure" Desire Destruction faction of the Hehuan Sect advocates for the harmony of yin and yang. Disciples like that, who are both pure and wanton... what could those poor Cultivators possibly use to resist?’

’So in the end, this is all my fault.’

Mei Zhaozhao flailed her arms and legs. "Why did you hit me!"

Qiu Yuehan retracted her hand. "Sorry, I couldn’t help it. Keep your distance."

"How can you be so mean... I’m going to go tell Xue Yanluo we’ll set off in a few days! Hmph!"

Mei Zhaozhao pulled her black robe back on, grumbling and muttering, with the distinct air of someone who’d been beaten down and was now slinking away in defeat.

Once Mei Zhaozhao had gone next door to speak with Xue Yanluo, Qiu Yuehan turned to Lu Changyuan, who was deep in thought.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I was wondering if that’s Mei Zhaozhao’s real personality."

Lu Changyuan narrowed his eyes. ’The personality of a Hehuan Sect Demoness can’t be trusted. Everything could be an act... but can someone really fake that level of foolishness?’

The Moon Fairy’s lips curled into a smile. "It’s not important. As long as she isn’t our enemy, it makes no difference. Besides, a new personality every day adds a bit of novelty, don’t you... agree?"

"I agree... Huh?"

Lu Changyuan was caught completely off guard by the Moon Fairy’s smile.

Qiu Yuehan took a graceful step closer to Lu Changyuan. The light fragrance from her body rushed into his nostrils. The Fairy tucked her hair behind her ear, her beautiful eyes blinking softly as she asked, "Am I prettier, or is she?"

’It’s not a question of whether Mei Zhaozhao is pretty or not. She’s the type... the type that has it all. A great face, a perfect figure... the kind that looks like she’d be good at bearing children.’

Lu Changyuan composed himself. "I feel she’s not as pretty as your master’s wife."

"Now you remember you’re my Named Master?"

The world only had Named Disciples; now, a "Named Master" had suddenly appeared.

Qiu Yuehan suddenly leaned in. Her cool lips, like a caress of winter wind, pressed against Lu Changyuan’s. Her delicate tongue, however, tangled with his without the slightest hesitation.

After a long moment, a captivating blush rose on the cold Moon Fairy’s cheeks. "I am the Miao Yu Palace Chief. My junior sister is second."

Lu Changyuan could only raise both hands in surrender.

’Too bad Xia Lianxue isn’t here right now.’

Qiu Yuehan straightened her slightly disheveled black dress, then said, "Clearly, last time when my junior sister was pretending to be me, you..."

Lu Changyuan cut her off. "Alright, that’s enough! Don’t say another word!"

He’d always felt that this so-called Cold Fairy, Qiu Yuehan, wasn’t so cold on the inside.

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「The Inner Island of the Blood Demon Palace.」

Above a sea of blood as thick as paste, a towering figure opened its eyes.

Cyan Blood Master’s form slowly materialized from a pool of blood. "Demon Lord."

The Blood Demon Lord said, "The matter of the Dragon Transformation Bone can begin. It is growing restless and wants to break free."

This "it," of course, referred to the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon was suppressed by the Blood Demon Lord in the river of blood beneath him, providing the Blood Demon Palace with the rhythm of the Blood Dao day and night. It had been suppressed for several hundred years now, and its resentment was immense.

Cyan Blood Master said, "Demon Lord, I do not understand. Why must you use the matter of the Dragon Transformation Bone to confirm the Young Master’s position? Whether or not our Palace has a Young Master is not truly important. As long as you are here, that is all that matters."

The Blood Demon Palace was very different from other Sects.

Other Sects passed down Heart Methods, but the specific Dao each Cultivator practiced would differ.

For instance, the Dao cultivated by Zi Hua Master of the Qingluo Painting Palace was the Eye Pointing Painting Dao, while the master of the Qingluo Painting Palace cultivated a Dao called the Floating Life Painting Dao.

These subtle differences, established by the time a Cultivator reached the Fifth Realm, set their future paths. It was extremely rare for two Cultivators to walk the exact same Great Dao.

But the Blood Demon Palace was different. Its very existence was illogical, because the Blood Dao of the Blood Demon Palace came from the Blood Demon.

The Blood Demon, in turn, had been created by the Blood Race, which had condensed the power of its entire people into a single being. The Blood Dao naturally inherited this quality. Under its influence, most Cultivators in the Blood Demon Palace practiced not only the Blood Demon Heart Method, but the Blood Dao itself.

Therefore, the Blood Demon Palace was less like a Sect and more like a Cultivation Dynasty, or perhaps a clan.

Within a clan, those with purer bloodlines were certain to have higher talent for Cultivation. This was the same principle by which the first-born of a Blood Race broodmother was always the strongest.

Xue Yanluo was the Blood Demon Lord’s eldest child, making him a genius of the Blood Dao and a Young Master whom no one could find fault with.

The Blood Demon Lord said, "I cannot be the only one to walk the Blood Dao. Otherwise, my Palace is destined not to last."

Cyan Blood Master could only say, "The people from the Qingluo Painting Palace have arrived at the Outer Island. Xue Nichang summoned them."

"No matter. That she was able to invite them is a testament to her ability."

’This was very strange.’

’If the matter of the Dragon Transformation Bone was so important, why allow people from another Sect to participate? But if it wasn’t important, why all the secrecy?’

Cyan Blood Master did not understand, nor did he dare to ask.

The Sea of Blood fell silent once more.

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"What did you say? Zi Hua Master is missing?"

Xue Nichang’s whip whistled through the air. Town Elder silently took a step back.

The Third Realm disciple standing before her was struck, sending flesh and blood flying.

"Just yesterday, someone said they saw Zi Hua Master leave the Yingfeng Inn, chasing a big yellow dog. He never came back."

Xue Nichang frowned.

’That made no sense. A True Master of the Sixth Realm Kai Yang wouldn’t be so untrustworthy.’

’Whether one followed the Righteous Dao or the Demon Dao, breaking one’s word was a despicable act, especially for someone from one of the Nine Gates and Twelve Palaces.’

"How is that possible?"

Xue Nichang paced back and forth, her eyes filled with malice. "Find him! Go find him!"

She roared, "If you can’t find him, you can wait to be thrown into the Blood Prison!"

The Third Realm disciple could only shrink back and leave.

But not long after, just as Xue Nichang was wondering what to do, the Third Realm disciple returned.

"I... I found him!"

"You found him?" Xue Nichang was stunned.

"Yes, I found him. For some reason, Zi Hua Master is out on the sea right now, sitting on a giant fish."

"Take me to him."

Xue Nichang soon saw the Zi Hua Master the disciple had spoken of.

On the blood-tinged surface of the sea lay the corpse of a giant, bizarre fish. Zi Hua Master was sitting on it, holding a bloody object that looked like brains.

Xue Nichang breathed a sigh of relief and hurried forward. "Zi Hua Master, what are you doing out here? I sent people to the inn but couldn’t find you. You’ve given me quite a search."

Zi Hua Master glanced over, seemingly surprised. He said, "Why were you looking for me?"

Xue Nichang wondered who the True Master thought he was playing dumb with. But she couldn’t afford to lose her temper, so she could only say, "The Dragon Transformation Bone. Surely the True Master hasn’t forgotten about it?"

Zi Hua Master had a strange expression. "...I haven’t forgotten. It’s happening now?"

"Yes. True Master, please follow me to the Inner Island."

"The Dragon Transformation Bone has already begun?"

Xue Nichang nodded. "Yes. The Demon Lord suddenly declared it was time to begin."

A smile touched Zi Hua Master’s lips. "Then let’s go."