With my strength
Zhu Xun lowered his head and didn't move. He didn't know where his aura had come from. The wild aura that wanted to devour and take everything into his possession made him feel very comfortable.
But... are cultivators supposed to be detached from worldly desires and not pursue power and influence? Is my uncle disappointed in me? But am I even a cultivator?
"Uncle, why don't you send me to a Taoist sect to cultivate? I'm not even qualified to be a rogue cultivator, am I?"
Youyou Ju picked up the little animal and thought it was incredibly cute. Then, Zhu Xun's question brought her back to reality.
Why not? Song Song counts! But realistically, I certainly can't teach as well or as much as those from reputable schools. I don't understand profound principles, I can't quote scriptures, and I can't comprehend the Dao. He himself might even need to find a master to properly relearn the Dao. Keeping Zhu Xun by my side isn't wise.
But Zhu Xun is a demon; is he really going to walk right into a trap? Even if it wasn't discovered at first, he was destined to become a demon eventually. Was he supposed to experience being hunted down by his sect and betrayed by everyone? And then discover that the righteous path he upheld was actually meant to eliminate him, someone who had done nothing wrong? The principles he cultivated were actually at odds with his true self; after becoming a demon, would he have to sever his own righteous path to escape the excruciating pain?
Just because he's labeled with the word "demon," does he have to bear all this from birth?
If you were to subject someone to a triple attack on your mind, body, and spirit, and the world didn't descend into chaos, it would be considered that the Demon Emperor Zhu Xun had attained the righteous path. But if a Demon King deeply understands the principles of the immortal sects, and one sect acknowledges it, will other sects accept it?
Does the world accept this?
Does the main character acknowledge it?
Do you acknowledge his demonic blood?
This is from a novel.
I don't even know if I'll still be around then. I want to protect him, but my skills aren't deep enough. I rely entirely on my cheat-like memories. Although I can't do much, it's better to let him stay with me until he becomes a demon, rather than be betrayed and hunted down by my fellow disciples. I can let him live in peace and just learn some half-baked life-saving techniques from him. This will help him build a solid foundation and withstand the massive influx of demonic power into his meridians, so he can suffer less pain.
Strive for "democratic governance" and continue the song of peace between the two sides, rather than letting him wander aimlessly, harbor resentment towards the world, and kill and slaughter others as depicted in the original work.
Besides, Zhu Xun is a good child, and he can't bear to part with him.
But perhaps a son is destined to leave home, so Youju asked casually, "Which sect do you want to join? I'll go and find out, lest my Zhuxun suffer."
Zhu Xun took the spirit beast from You Youju's arms, stroked it a couple of times as if to show appreciation, then put it on the ground, gently kicked the spirit beast away, and said with a smile, "I was just asking, I don't want to cultivate immortality. For a mortal like me, life is already perfect. I want to travel with my uncle. As long as I'm with my uncle, I don't want to go anywhere else."
You Youju looked at the child, then at the lively lion on the ground, and felt a warmth in his heart. He hadn't expected this little guy to be such a sweetheart. His words warmed his heart; he was so considerate.
Wait, a lion?
"A lion!" You Youju stared in disbelief. She picked up the little lion and took a look. It was silver-white all over, without any patterns, and had round, bright pinkish-blue eyes.
No? This is a lion? Not a tiger? Then where's the tiger?! A tiger raising a lion like a cub?
Wait, am I still in China? Why is there a little white lion here?!
Is this a spirit beast?!
Zhu Xun saw his uncle and the spirit beast staring at each other, with his uncle looking incredulous. He tugged at You Youju's sleeve in confusion: "What's wrong, Uncle?"
The little lion rubbed its pink nose against You Youju's face, then rubbed its head against You Youju's chin, acting all cute.
You Youju felt her worldview crumble, and she stiffly turned her head to ask, "Does this spirit beast have spiritual energy?"
Zhu Xun was puzzled: "Of course, I just signed a contract. What's wrong, Uncle? Is there something wrong?"
You Youju swallowed hard and had no choice but to accept reality: "It's nothing, it's nothing, I just thought it was too cute."
Zhu Xun pouted, snatched it from You Youju's hand, and examined it carefully with a hint of disdain: "What? I think it's just average. It's just that it looks a bit strange."
After saying that, he put the little lion on the ground and let it frolic and roll around.
You Youju was both amused and exasperated, having the illusion that he had become a turbaned oil tycoon, and couldn't help but marvel at the incredible diversity of this world of immortals and demons.
However, from then on, Zhu Xun never called the spirit beast "Po Jun" again, but instead called the little white lion "Yao Guang" repeatedly.
The journey began on the day of the Autumn Equinox of the following year. After finishing their lessons, the two of them set off on horseback with a lion in a bag.
The Spirit Jade Fragment consists of four pieces, and You Youju obtained one of them through a special ability. In the novel, the climax of the struggle for the Spirit Jade Fragment occurs a year after Zhu Xun becomes a demon. A mysterious prophecy spreads the secret of the Spirit Jade, causing turmoil in both the human and demon realms and a frenzy among various forces.
There are still three years before Zhu Xun becomes a demon. During these three years, out of selfishness, You Youju wants to rely on her scattered memories to search for him.
The first direction is Maple Leaf Village, which is close to Western Shu. Although Maple Leaf Village is located in a rugged and undulating area, it is rich and has strong spiritual energy. Even though the spiritual energy is provided by fragments of spirit jade, it is still enormous.
The villagers of Maple Tree worship a "deity." They believe this deity brought them wealth and will offer young boys and girls to this deity.
In the original text, when Chao Lan arrived at this village, the people had bonfires every night until dawn, singing and dancing, and reveling every night, giving it the feel of a paradise. In reality, the village had long been drained dry. The decadent village pretended to be a paradise to attract newcomers, then kill and eat them, draining their life essence to refine the spiritual jade into evil jade, greatly increasing their power. No one in the surrounding villages was spared.
The journey was long and arduous, lasting over two months. Along the way, I killed monsters and gained experience. You, Ju, did good deeds anonymously, leaving without a trace.
With an aura of lofty grandeur, she resembled a white lotus in a celestial pool. Those who were saved were often filled with gratitude, believing it to be a divine intervention, and they all sought her name, but all they received was You Youju's departing figure.
The pure lotus, like the bright moon hanging high in the sky.
A nursery rhyme has been passed down in one area:
A green-robed immortal, a white-robed saint. Their forms are shrouded in mist and clouds, devouring the remnants of demonic souls.
The path leads to the past, cleared by the mountain spirits. Evil spirits are driven away, and humanity is saved.
I travel anonymously, untouched by worldly dust. Immortal Lord, do not depart, partake of my humble offerings.
They would never have imagined that Youyou Ju was so picky, unable to get used to the local "food," and that her quiet nature made it really difficult for her to understand some of the obscure dialect.
So he chose to smile, even though he didn't understand.
The so-called "saving the world" is, apart from You Youju being unable to bear seeing the children's struggles and hardships, mostly done for Zhu Xun's benefit, hoping to instill some kindness in Zhu Xun.
Zhu Xun saw that he had a blade of grass in his mouth, his hands behind his head, and his demeanor was casual, completely lacking the noble air he usually had in front of others.
However… it looks absolutely beautiful, Zhu Xun thought. This appearance is only visible to herself; no one else can see it.
Zhu Xun: "Why didn't Uncle leave his name behind? Everyone thinks he's an immortal."
You Youju raised an eyebrow at him: "What title, Youju Immortal? I remember when Zhu Xun first met me, he also thought I was an immortal!" After saying that, he smiled and took out a bright orange orange from his sleeve and threw it to Zhu Xun: "Sweet, delicious."
Zhu Xun took the orange with both hands, his face slightly flushed. He looked away and muttered softly, "Uncle has always been my savior." He gently peeled the orange segments, removed some of the white pith, and naturally handed it to You Youju.
You Youju broke off only one segment, threw it into her mouth, pushed the rest back, and said casually, "I don't want to be a good person. People have very high expectations of good people."
Doing a hundred good deeds is easy, but doing one bad deed makes one an irredeemable villain. Doing a hundred bad deeds, perhaps followed by one good deed, can make one a prodigal son who instantly repents and becomes a Buddha.
He pursed his lips, glancing at Zhu Xun with a hint of nonchalance: "I don't want to be a saint, nor do I want to be a villain. Ordinary is the most precious thing."
The scent of oranges filled the air around them. As usual, they strolled along, step by step, their feet brushing against the morning dew, the frost and snow, the bare branches, or the summer flowers. Step by step, the two of them and the lion walked slowly.
The mountains were difficult to traverse, and to avoid alerting the enemy, Yao Guang was placed in a bag before she and Zhu Xun entered this misty place. The autumn heat was intense, yet the forest was eerily gloomy.
Sunlight struggled to pierce through the gaps in the leaves, creating a small patch of sunlight. A mountain breeze blew, making the two of them shiver.
"Uncle, is this the right road?" Zhu Xun tugged at You Youju's sleeve, watching You Youju studying the small compass in his hand.
You Youju carefully examined her surroundings, her compass wobbling unsteadily, unable to find her bearings.
You Youju put away the compass: "The magnetic field here is messed up; we're not far from Maple Leaf Village."
Then, he flung out the Red-tailed Serpent Bone, coiled it around a towering branch, and leaped up. Sure enough, there was a faint pink mist not far away.
He jumped down without disturbing a single leaf, and solemnly reminded, "Stay close to me, it's due north."
Zhu Xun nodded obediently and followed You Youju step by step.
Pushing aside the last, menacing clump of leaves, a new world indeed appeared. For miles around the village, maple leaves were in full bloom, their fiery hues painting the entire landscape. The leaves stretched all the way to the mountaintop, like a raging fire burning from the plains to the summit, seemingly about to devour the green mountains on both sides, reaching for the sky and licking the heavens, revealing a strange and beautiful spectacle.
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