Chapter 137 "Traitor to the Demon Race!": In the blink of an eye, a sudden gust of wind swept in. The Abyss Demon Cultivator, true to his fickle nature, was...

In the blink of an eye, a sudden gust of wind swept in, and the abyss demon cultivator, as expected, was fickle and domineering.

"Small……"

Xi Congshuang turned around and, before Su Wenxin could finish her reminder, raised her hand to meet Su Wenxin's palm. In an instant, two powerful spiritual energies clashed, one blue and one red.

The two forces continued to clash, and it was clear to anyone with eyes that the woman in red who attacked first was not using her full strength. The latter would inevitably be defeated due to insufficient cultivation.

Su Wenxin was anxious and was about to step forward to help when a man in black appeared silently behind her.

She pressed down on Su Wenxin's shoulder and said only one sentence: "Don't move."

How could Su Wenxin possibly listen? She insisted on moving, and the moment she moved, Su Wenxin would say, "..."

The weight, as heavy as Mount Tai, pressed down on her shoulders, making it impossible for her to move.

The woman in black said, "I told you not to move." Confident in her profound cultivation, she didn't notice that Su Wenxin had something in her palm, poised to strike.

Almost no one paid attention to them, but instead looked at the two figures, one in red and one in green.

As spiritual energy and magical energy collided, a smile suddenly appeared on the face of the woman in red, which was illuminated by the light of spiritual energy. Then, she suddenly exerted force and pushed her palm forward.

Xi Congshuang did not continue to fight. After a moment's thought, she chose the lesser of two evils and forcibly withdrew her palm to avoid the attack. A bursting pain, as if her spirit was about to burst, immediately came from within her spiritual palace.

The moment the attack ended, a complete circular magic circle opened up in front of the woman in red. The incoming magic power was like water splashed onto a shield, spreading in all directions and diverting the disaster.

"Wait, what does this have to do with us?!"

The people in the teahouse came to watch the fun, but they never expected to be caught in the crossfire. They didn't even have time to dodge.

"Boom!"

A violent and continuous explosion erupted between the two men, like sparks flying, from the innermost part of the teahouse to the entrance, causing everyone inside to fall over and leaving debris scattered everywhere.

The woman in black grabbed the person and dodged to a spot where they wouldn't be affected. As soon as she stepped back, an icy blue magic circle silently opened up behind her.

The magic array unfolded instantly, clearly indicating that her escape route had been anticipated and that the attack would begin as soon as she landed.

If the woman in black hadn't dodged quickly, she would have lost at least an arm, but her current situation is hardly better than losing an arm.

The snarling little cultivator in her hand disappeared, and in the next instant, it appeared directly behind Xi Congshuang.

Everything was done in an instant; the best strategy in a duel between cultivators was to fight quickly and decisively.

The woman in red gathered her sleeves, raised her eyes, and as the commotion subsided slightly, Xi Congshuang, who had been exchanging blows with her, appeared at the door.

The veil on her head fell off and disappeared without a trace, revealing her true face beneath the white veil.

Strangely, the righteous cultivator who managed to escape from the woman in red had a white silk blindfold over his eyes, clearly indicating that he was blind.

The woman in red: "You can't leave."

Xi Congshuang: "I know."

She was still standing there, not because she had suddenly become despondent and didn't want to leave, but because the entire teahouse was shrouded in the red-clad woman's barrier, and she couldn't get out.

That palm strike wasn't aimed at killing her; it was more like a test.

The waiter rushed out, repeatedly shouting, "Stop hitting him! Please stop! This little place can't take your slap!"

The red-clad demon ignored him, waved his sleeve to shoo away the shouting waiter, and conveniently silenced him: "How can you be so weak?"

Xi Congshuang: "Who are you?"

The visitor replied, "Li Xiangyue."

“In the cultivation world, no one has the surname Li.” Xi Congshuang curled her knuckles to wipe away a trace of blood from the corner of her lips, showing little goodwill towards the newcomer, and said coldly.

The newcomer's voice was tender and gentle, yet the oppressive aura emanating from him pressed down on everyone, including Xi Congshuang, like a boulder.

Unexpectedly, the person enveloped by the powerful aura was still able to stand firmly, neither humble nor arrogant. A hint of satisfaction flashed in Li Xiangyue's eyes. She said, "You're standing in front of the abyss entrance, talking about the cultivation world. Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

Xi Congshuang: "You are a demon."

She skipped over the demonic cultivator and immediately concluded that the other party was a demon.

Demonic cultivators are ultimately human cultivators; they either give their Dharma name or their real name, and the spiritual energy circulating in their bodies is not this color.

That can only be the demon race.

“You know me, so why don’t you call me Mother?” Li Xiangyue said.

Xi Congshuang actually laughed out loud: "Mother? My mother is missing, there is no wild mother who fell from the sky."

The person who was just smiling immediately lost their smile: "What did you say?"

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After a loud bang, the ground beneath our feet shook noticeably, as if something had collapsed in the distance, and the aftershocks affected the area.

The people inside the hall were still not quite used to it. She had always been intuitive and felt the immense pressure from the powerful being. Her reason sent her a signal that her life was threatened, and she subconsciously wanted to draw her sword to defend herself.

"It's okay, I'm here, don't be afraid." Just as she was about to move, a hand reached out from the side and pulled her back to her seat.

Noticing someone push the door open and enter, Xi Congshuang did not loosen her grip on Su Wenxin's wrist, but instead tightened her grip even more.

Xi Congshuang: "How is it?"

Su Wenxin watched warily as the woman in black, arms crossed, walked in. Having been captured once before, she would never forget the other woman, nor would she ever forget that feeling of helplessness.

He also remembered the other person's name deeply—Jin Weichun, who was also a demon.

Jin Weichun ignored the little cultivator's bared teeth and said, "Another palace has been demolished. Originally, Xiangyue Jun planned to directly fight his way out of the Demon Realm and settle accounts with Feixian Palace."

Ever since Xi Congshuang told her the reason why she escaped from Feixian Palace and came to the entrance of the Demon Realm, Li Xiangyue flew out without saying a word and destroyed her palace.

Not only the palace suffered, but also the demons who had provoked her but whom she had ignored were all chased down by her. She killed some and fought others, then abandoned the bewildered demons and returned to her own palace.

Just now, she demolished her countless palaces, and she felt a great deal of resentment.

Xi Congshuang asked in surprise, "Why didn't you go?"

Jin Weichun: "..." Her gaze shifted slightly. Are you really the young master of a prestigious and righteous sect?

A reply tinged with anger came from outside: "She told me not to go, saying that if I didn't obey, she would never see me again."

An extremely powerful demon appeared before the palace window, making no attempt to conceal the overwhelming aura of a powerful demon. Upon seeing the figure seated beside the couch, he was utterly dissatisfied.

Li Xiangyue is a demon. Demons are born with a nascent soul, born from the Chaos Blood Pool, and have no blood relatives. The law of the jungle is engraved in their bones.

The moment she first saw Xi Congshuang, she had a vague feeling and understood without a doubt that the person in front of her was related to her by blood. She also understood that this person was not only related to her, but also to Xi Huaizhen.

But after years of exposure to the human world, she had long since transcended base desires and no longer regarded the weak as food, nor did she harbor any thoughts of testing them while classifying them as her own.

This test was merely a test of strength, and the result was very satisfactory. He thought to himself, "As expected of my and Huaizhen's child."

It's quite impressive that she was able to escape from me so soon after birth, given her cultivation level. It's just that her aesthetic sense is a bit strange; she likes to wear her eyes covered.

But it's normal for young people to have their own quirks. When she was young, she often dressed up as a human woman and ate at human restaurants. Her hobbies when she was young and impetuous were much stranger than Xi Congshuang's blindfolding.

This is the drawback of the difference in concepts between humans and demons. Humans believe that it is perfectly normal for people to eat grains, and high-level cultivators will also eat food occasionally, even if human cultivators themselves do not need to eat at all.

The demon race believes that their food is themselves, and that demons who have transcended base desires will not eat anything but absorb demonic energy.

This practice was considered very peculiar and foolish by the demons. Humans had no magic power and were not worth eating at all; they would kill them like ants on sight.

Li Xiangyue actually pretended to be a weak and unpalatable human to eat human food; he's practically a traitor to the demon race!

Later, this demon traitor single-handedly made herself the demon king, and no demon dared to stop her from going to the human world to eat anymore; they even called her a demon traitor.

As for the words spoken before the test, Li Xiangyue's thoughts were quite simple.

People related to her lover, whom she hadn't seen for many years, appeared at the place they had agreed to meet. Although she herself did not appear, people closely connected to them took the initiative to appear and even walked up to her.

Rounding to the nearest whole number is equivalent to the other party agreeing to meet you.

To everyone's surprise, Xi Huaizhen herself not only did not come, but also disappeared. The only thing that can be confirmed is that she is still alive. Her daughter does not have any unusual hobbies; she really has an eye problem and can't see!

This directly shocked the demon race for ten thousand years.

Upon learning the truth, Li Xiangyue went berserk, tearing down the palace she had painstakingly repaired, and not even sparing the surrounding demons.

Xi Congshuang was also shocked: "So you really haven't been to the cultivation world all these years?"

What happened to your hobby of eating in the human world? You just threw it away like that?

Li Xiangyue strongly disagreed, her voice clearly blaming: "You don't understand Huaizhen. She means what she says. We had a fight before we parted, and she said that if I ever stepped into the cultivation world to find her again, she would never talk to me again."

"How could I risk my entire life's happiness to challenge her resolve?"

Besides, she's over two thousand years old this year; a mere three hundred years is just a fleeting moment in her life.

After a moment, Li Xiangyue said again, "Besides, she is the master of a prestigious righteous sect. If I suddenly go to see her, it will distract her while she is recovering from her injuries. I just didn't expect... that there would be you between us."

After all, demons don't have the concept of parents or siblings, and it took her a lot of effort to accept that she had a little demon.

Xi Congshuang felt she had learned a great deal: "..."

A stubborn mother.

My mother has disappeared.

A shattered home, and her blindness.

They argued for three hundred years. It was only because the demons lived long enough to survive the cold war that they survived. Otherwise, wouldn't they have never seen each other before they died?

She thought this, and she asked it: "Are all you demons this stubborn?"

Jin Weichun felt she had been implicated and quickly denied it: "No, only Xiangyue-jun is affected."

Li Xiangyue jumped out of the window and kicked one of his subordinates without any mercy.

After taking a few steps outside, Jin Weichun stopped by the door, and then Xi Congshuang asked, "Since my mother said you can't go to the cultivation world, why didn't I go and spy on it?"

"..."

The hall suddenly fell silent.

For a fleeting moment, Su Wenxin saw the same thought on the faces of these two demons: How could they even do this?

Even though she couldn't see it, Xi Congshuang could roughly understand the reason for this silence, and immediately chuckled.

The two demons opposite him laughed so hard their scalps tingled, and memories buried deep in their hearts for many years were suddenly brought back to life.

In the past, Xi Huaizhen's cold smile meant nothing good.

Xi Congshuang held her forehead, speechless for a moment.

The demon before her was different from the demons she had learned about through various channels before. It was arrogant but not cunning. In fact, the demon, who had no natural enemies, didn't bother to use its brain.

Races that are born strong are not good at scheming, because they are used to overwhelming others with brute force and acquiring everything through strength, without ever considering using their brains to find loopholes.

This is a clear difference from the inherently fragile human race's weaknesses; humans are very good at strategy.

The Nascent Soul stage is a level that even human cultivators may not be able to reach even with their best efforts, while demons are born at the Nascent Soul stage—the difference is simply too great.

To verify her suspicions, Xi Congshuang asked a question that would be condemned by everyone in the cultivation world if it got out: "For so many years, the demon race has only been hiding in the Demon Realm. Are you content with that?"

Jin Weichun scoffed, "We're not like those demonic cultivators who feel out of place everywhere and want to expand their territory to rule over spiritual cultivators. Besides, the cultivation world doesn't have a chaotic blood pool that provides demonic energy."

Xi Congshuang remained silent, swallowing the words that could unleash a torrent of floodwater.

The demonic energy is extremely domineering, and wherever it passes, it squeezes out the space for spiritual energy to survive. This is why the cultivation world fought desperately to resist it three hundred years ago.

Once breached by demonic cultivators, the city, ravaged by demonic energy, is difficult to restore to an environment suitable for both spiritual cultivators and mortals, and naturally becomes a territory rampant with demonic cultivators.

The demon race, which is more powerful than the demonic cultivators, can naturally get a share of the spoils.

"..."

Li Xiangyue kept looking at Xi Congshuang, whose pale lips were slightly pursed. She had accepted the fact that she had a little demon, but the little demon who had merged with her and Huaizhen's bloodline was not quite what she had imagined.

She looks a lot like Huaizhen, and she has just as many thoughts on her mind, full of schemes.

But Li Xiangyue doesn't dislike him, and she doesn't dislike anything related to Xi Huaizhen.

Completely unaware of this, Jin Weichun continued, "And if we really try to spy on the cultivation world, Palace Master Xi will really come knocking on our door, sparing no one. I'd rather die than others, okay?"

"etc……"

As she spoke, Jin Weichun was also stunned, as if she had suddenly remembered something. She and Li Xiangyue looked at each other in bewilderment.

Jin Weichun murmured softly, "Speaking of which, why don't I do this? Even if they come to kill me, Xiangyue Jun can stop Palace Master Xi. I won't die."

Xi Congshuang: "…………" Three hundred years have passed, and you've finally figured it out.

Jin Weichun acted immediately: "I'll go right now..."

Li Xiangyue: "Come back!"

Suddenly, Jin Weichun stood silently in place. She had almost forgotten that the young palace master had just said that the whereabouts of Palace Master Xi were unknown, and that the person in the palace was Palace Master Xi's sister, whose identity was not made public in order to maintain peace.

It was strange, really. She had heard Palace Master Xi mention her younger sister, who had been gone for hundreds of years without any news. Only the Heart Lamp proved that she was still alive.

The trouble also stemmed from the Heart Lamp. Xiangyue Jun also possessed a similar spiritual artifact, containing a drop of Xi Palace Master's heart's blood.

As Xiangyue's wandering mind returned, looking at the little demon before her, a sense of responsibility arose in her heart: "You said your blindness was congenital, but that's not entirely true."

Xi Congshuang nodded: "I know that the world cannot tolerate a human-demon hybrid. My mother has exceptional talent, and you are a demon born with a Nascent Soul. The clash between these two top-tier bloodlines within me damaged my spiritual platform, causing me to go blind."

"The reason I'm still alive is because of my demon bloodline, and it's also my downfall. Demons have a strong physique and are not easily killed. My spiritual palace and spiritual veins have become like this because I instinctively tried to catch up with the cultivation speed of demons who are born with a nascent soul. However, humans are not as naturally spacious as demons in terms of their spiritual palace, so it was torn apart and I can't retain a trace of spiritual energy."

"But I am the only living human-demon hybrid in the world. There are no records of me in the cultivation world. My situation is so rare that they classified my case as a very similar case of demonic possession."

Even Xi Tingzhu thought so, believing that she had gone mad and that this situation was the result of her cultivation going mad. If she had realized that she was a half-human, half-demon, she would have seized on this point and made a huge scene long ago.

According to Xi Tingzhu's thinking, she probably felt that she had found something stronger than her sister. So what if the other party was the best in the world? She actually gave birth to a human-demon hybrid.

Once this matter is made public, even the Supreme Elder will not be able to protect Xi Huaizhen. Xi Huaizhen herself will have to make an explanation for this, either by killing the mixed-blood to prove her innocence, or by leaving the Flying Immortal Palace and being despised by everyone forever.

But nothing happened. Xi Congshuang didn't know whether to call it lucky or unlucky. She looked up in the direction of Li Xiangyue and said, "If I'm not mistaken, you are also a white-haired demon."

A demon in red robes and white hair stood not far from Xi Congshuang, one hand behind his back. He was incredibly handsome and had a striking appearance, with a strange red mark between his brows.

Although they looked almost identical to humans, they possessed a distinctly inhuman quality, making them stand out even more compared to cultivators with their pure and righteous spiritual energy.

Cultivators naturally expel impurities from their bodies, and without exception, they all possess an elegant and upright demeanor. When Li Xiangyue concealed her demonic energy, her appearance alone was strangely perfect.

Li Xiangyue was surprised: "That's right. Since you were able to find out the reason yourself, why did you only think of coming to me now?"

"..." Su Wenxin thought the rumor of "unacceptable to heaven and earth" was just a fabrication, but she didn't expect it to be true.

Xi Congshuang spoke frankly: "I don't know the true nature of the demons, so I have to be careful."

Li Xiangyue suddenly laughed and said, "That was the second thing your mother said to me when she first met me."

"So you have two solutions. First, restrict your spiritual power as before, without using a single bit of spiritual power, until your life is exhausted and you die. With your current Nascent Soul stage cultivation, you can live for at least three to five hundred years."

After a pause, Li Xiangyue pondered for a moment and said, "If your mother and I protect you together, it might extend to six or seven hundred years."

A lifespan of over a thousand years is considered long among demons. Demons don't like to leave the Demon Realm, but they are not exactly peaceful either. They are naturally warlike and are keen on killing each other every day. Demons die every day in the Demon Realm.

People like Li Xiangyue, who live long and love to eat ordinary food, are rare, just like Xi Congshuang, who is of mixed race.

Jinweichun was born with Li Xiangyue and has lived under her protection, which is why she has survived for so long.

Xi Congshuang: "I choose the second option."

Li Xiangyue was not surprised to hear this answer: "You know what the second one is without me saying it? Aren't you afraid you'll find it hard to accept?"

Xi Congshuang: "I'd rather die than stay like a caged bird trapped in a magic circle."

Li Xiangyue was a little excited: "The second way is to fight me, fight with all your might, exhaust all your spiritual power time and time again, and continuously expand the spiritual veins that already have cracks to the proper width."

"This kind of thing can't be done in one or two tries. It requires breaking through several times to reshape the spiritual veins and rebuild the spiritual palace. Can you endure such suffering?"

Wouldn't that be excruciating pain, like dying and coming back to life several times over?

This solution is very demonic—straightforward and efficient, without any unnecessary twists and turns.

Xi Congshuang got out of bed, her back straight as bamboo: "When will it start?"

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Li Xiangyue: It took me a long time to accept the existence of the little demons (actually, it didn't take more than three seconds).