Chapter 207 - 145: No Moves

Chapter 207: Chapter 145: No Moves

Lu Changyuan didn’t finish, but Qiu Yuehan did for him: "And a Fairy who’s cold on the outside but depraved on the inside? Big Sister wasn’t wrong about you. You just love to watch lofty women fall."

"Now that’s just slander."

Qiu Yuehan leaned close to Lu Changyuan’s ear. "Why are we spending the night here?"

They had already entered the Fifth Realm; they could have continued on to Miao Yu Palace through the night.

"You’ll find out soon enough," Lu Changyuan said casually.

But he had forgotten that the Moon Fairy wasn’t the obedient Little Fairy in a White Skirt. The Little Fairy in a White Skirt would just sigh in resignation and go investigate herself. The Moon Fairy, however, would not.

"Alright, alright, stop activating the mark! I’ll talk," Lu Changyuan said, unable to bear it.

The candles in this room already had a strange effect. If Qiu Yuehan added Yu’s mark to the mix, Lu Changyuan was afraid he’d lose control of himself.

"That Hua... whatever her name is... that disciple. Something’s not right about her."

Lu Changyuan hadn’t even bothered to remember Hua Litaohua’s name.

"That disciple smells of a Dream Demon."

The Dream Demon Race today wasn’t as terrifying as the Nightmare Ghost Lu Changyuan had once encountered, but they could still enter a creature’s dreams and feed on its life force.

Lu Changyuan had killed a Nightmare Ghost and used the Blood Demon Technique to devour its blood. While he hadn’t obtained the Nightmare Ghost’s abilities, he had become exceedingly familiar with the aura of the Dream Race.

Qiu Yuehan seemed to recall something. "I thought something was strange."

"What was strange?"

"She has a final Thought lingering on her, but no aura of death."

Lu Changyuan narrowed his eyes. "It seems she must have encountered the Dream Race when she went to the lands of the Demon Race."

The Dream Demon Race was an extremely troublesome species. When Lu Changyuan had carried the Nether Monarch to Long Mountain, he had even made a point to detour around their habitat.

Qiu Yuehan slipped off her shoes and sat on the bed, resting her small feet in Lu Changyuan’s lap. The jade bracelet around her ankle seemed to glow faintly in the dark.

Lu Changyuan hissed, drawing a sharp breath. "If she met the Dream Race, then what that disciple saw might not be real."

"Later... we’ll go check on her... And you, don’t you move."

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Hua Litaohua snorted.

That young man’s disdain had irritated her.

Though she had to admit, she wasn’t as beautiful as Qiu Yuehan.

"Whatever."

Just a moment ago, the Red Robe Master had told her that with Mei Zhaozhao dead, she would become the new Saintess.

As a genius second only to Mei Zhaozhao, her own power was considerable, so she wasn’t surprised. After all, the Red Robe Master had been paving the way for her for a long time, even breaking the rules to let her connect with the Fox Race ahead of schedule.

’Mei Zhaozhao, you died at the perfect time.’

From now on, her status within the sect would be equivalent to a Young Sect Leader.

So she was thrilled today. She would have been even happier if it weren’t for that irritating young man.

Hua Litaohua walked into the night, returning to her personal residence.

’Should I find a few men to have some fun with?’ she mused.

Her mind had been a mess lately, making it impossible to enter Meditation. Her head would throb with intense pain at times, keeping her from sleep, so she usually spent her nights in wild revelry.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Hua Litaohua yanked the door open in irritation, only to see Lu Changyuan’s handsome face.

She was a little surprised.

’Well, well,’ she thought. ’Looks like the Fairy’s skills in bed are a little lacking. It takes the techniques of our Hehuan Sect to truly bring a man pleasure.’

Hua Litaohua’s eyes immediately turned sultry. She leaned against the doorframe. "I wonder if you’ve come looking for me... for some pleasure, Young Master? Please, come in."

Lu Changyuan walked in without a word.

"Oh, so cold, Young Master. Let me just..." She didn’t get to finish.

BAM!

Lu Changyuan had already backhanded her to the floor. The impact smashed a crater into the green stone slabs.

The *Five Desires and Six Dust Heart Transformation Technique* began to circulate.

"It’s definitely the power of the Dream Demon Race."

Qiu Yuehan emerged from behind Lu Changyuan, her gaze cold as she stared at Hua Litaohua.

Hua Litaohua was terrified, but she forced a smile. "So, is this the kind of game you like to play, Young Master? I can certainly play along. The three of us together would be wonderful."

"You’re already dead." Qiu Yuehan shook her head, not bothering to argue with a dead woman.

"What do you mean?"

Qiu Yuehan repeated, "You’re already dead."

A sudden fear gripped Hua Litaohua, and her voice shot up several octaves.

"What are you talking about?! I treated you with courtesy because you’re from the Daoist Sect, but not only do you strike me, you stand here spouting absolute nonsense!"

Qiu Yuehan said no more. With a wave of her hand, an illusory Spirit was drawn from Hua Litaohua’s body. It slowly solidified into a human form.

It was another Hua Litaohua.

The new Hua Litaohua was murmuring, "Don’t kill me! You can’t kill me! I’m the next Saintess of the Hehuan Sect!"

This was her final, lingering Thought from before her death.

Qiu Yuehan frowned. "Who killed you?"

"Liar!" The bloodied Hua Litaohua’s face was a mask of terror, and she shrank back. "How could I be dead? What kind of Demon Technique is this?!"

Qiu Yuehan didn’t even bother to look at her, turning instead to Lu Changyuan.

Lu Changyuan explained, "A Dream Demon likely forced her into a dream, then entered it to deceive her into thinking she was still alive. As long as she remains unaware, she can continue on as a living corpse, and no one else would notice anything wrong. This technique can last for five years at most. However, if at any point she begins to realize she’s already dead—even a fleeting thought is enough—she will collapse instantly."

As Lu Changyuan finished speaking, Hua Litaohua let out a piercing shriek. Her body rapidly decomposed, and in an instant, a corpse that had been dead for a long time lay before them.

Lu Changyuan crouched down, pointing at the corpse’s shriveled head. "Looks like she was killed by a direct blow to the head. No telling who did it."

Qiu Yuehan opened the window. "Perhaps an accomplice of the Dream Demon. The Demon enters the dream while its partner does the killing."