After realizing her current situation, Chu Hongluan was no longer in a hurry.
Anyway, one day, Liu Jinghong will take her away.
Just wait a little longer, and everything will be fine.
While focusing on her cultivation, Chu Hongluan began to recall the contents of that book little by little.
The story takes place in the world of cultivation on the continent of Shenyin.
Sword Pavilion, Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, Knife Sect, Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Jade Maiden Sect, Joyful Union Sect, Penglai, Beast Taming Sect, and Witch Clan are collectively known as the Nine Great Sects.
The aloof and arrogant sword cultivator protagonist, Mo Yu, was born into the righteous path. During the Nine Pavilions Summit in the Nuwa Secret Realm, Mo Yu was injured but rescued by the Witch Clan's Holy Maiden, Shen Jiaojiao, and with her assistance, he won the championship. He obtained the champion's reward, ancient black iron, and forged a celestial-grade magical artifact—the divine sword, Frostflower.
Liu Jinghong, the young master of Tianji Pavilion, was once a prodigy, but his personality changed drastically after his spiritual mansion was destroyed. Although he unexpectedly obtained an ancient elixir formula that claimed to repair the spiritual mansion, all the ingredients were rare and precious treasures, things that could not be obtained by chance. As time passed, he developed inner demons. Coincidentally, at the Nine Pavilions Summit, the protagonist Mo Yu shone brightly, which Liu Jinghong resented. He then made things difficult for him at every turn, using his Void Causal Eye, which could see through all things, and his mastery of talisman arrays to repeatedly thwart Mo Yu's opportunities.
However, even the wisest can make a mistake. In the battle in the Wilderness Secret Realm, Liu Jinghong was outmatched and was defeated by Mo Yu, falling into the Ten Thousand Demon Cave.
They thought the cause and effect had been resolved, but a hundred years later, the Heavenly Demon was born, wielding the Demon Blade Eri, and ignited a war to destroy the world!
The righteous cultivators suffered repeated defeats, and the battle was at a stalemate.
The people suffered greatly and could not make a living.
At this time, Mo Yu was only one inner demon tribulation away from the Mahayana stage, but he had been unable to overcome it for a long time.
This was, in a sense, foreshadowed.
It's all because he fell in love with Shen Jiaojiao.
One is the center of the righteous path, and the other is the holy maiden of the witch clan.
The Witch Clan is skilled in Gu poison, medicine, and other arts. They are both righteous and evil. Although they are among the nine major sects, they are disliked by so-called righteous people even more than the Hehuan Sect.
He and Shen Jiaojiao had walked side by side through so much together. Without her support, he could not have reached such heights. He understood Shen Jiaojiao better than anyone else and knew that she was definitely not the witch or demoness that those people described.
The white doves in the church may fall in love with the crows in the field.
But they will die from gossip.
The external pressures gradually settled in his heart. He thought he didn't care, but the hidden dangers had already been there for a while.
This was his inner demon.
If he doesn't overcome the inner demon tribulation, he will never be able to break through to the Mahayana stage, and will forever remain an ant in the eyes of the Heavenly Demon, only able to watch helplessly as the world is destroyed.
In the end, Mo Yu killed his wife to attain enlightenment, becoming a peerless sword immortal. He fought a bloody battle against the Heavenly Demon for a hundred days and finally defeated him!
However, the damage that the Heavenly Demons brought to the Hidden Continent was irreversible. The erosion of demonic energy nearly depleted the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, plunging the Hidden Continent into the Age of Dharma Decline!
Sword Immortal Mo Yu became the last ascendant and the last god in this world.
People built temples for him, so that the incense would burn brightly and eternally.
The sword immortal's righteousness, his painful murder of his beloved wife, and his virtue of saving the world have been praised for countless years.
When Chu Hongluan read this book before, she would always cry and curse. But now, recalling it, she felt no emotion at all.
She only thought that since her demonic blade was still in the desolate secret realm, the world-ending chapter of the story had not yet begun.
Chu Hongluan finally gained some understanding of time.
Liu Jinghong, come pick me up quickly.
Liu Jinghong, I'm so lonely.
Liu Jinghong, take me away.
Liu Jinghong...
The yellow sand swirled and flew day after day.
The withered bones of the gods around me are gradually weathering away...
She too was gradually swallowed by the yellow sand...
Will Liu Jinghong come back?
Has she been forgotten?
Chu Hongluan began to feel fear. No, she didn't want to stay here alone anymore. She would go crazy, she would die...
No! That's not right! It shouldn't be like this!
On the ladder of conscience, Chu Hongluan's fingernails dug fiercely into her palm.
This shouldn't be happening. She's never been one to sit idly by and wait for death! Nor would she be foolish enough to place all her hopes on someone else!
This is not her real memory at all!
In an instant, the yellow sand in the secret realm dissipated, replaced by desolate mountains and ancient forests. Some of the demonic beasts, corrupted by demonic energy, were covered in pus, some had three heads and six arms, and some were even half flesh and half bone. They roared and howled, and like madmen, they converged from all directions towards the central point! They tore and bit! They charged forward one after another!
A five- or six-year-old girl was reflected in a pair of frenzied, crimson pupils. She was dressed in animal skins, and her innocent face revealed a wildness and ruthlessness that was more like that of a wild beast than any animal itself.
Chu Hongluan recognized it, of course; it was what she looked like when she first took human form.
Aside from the ancient battlefield, the rest of the desolate secret realm is filled with barren mountains and ancient ridges, withered trees and demonic vines, and wild beasts roaming everywhere! It was here that she fought relentlessly, growing stronger and stronger as she traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood!
The half-grown doll gradually blossomed into a graceful young woman, and the monsters were no longer as rampant as before, now avoiding her at all costs.
Finally, on that day, Chu Hongluan tore open the secret realm with her bare hands.
The moment Chu Hongluan gained her freedom, the illusion shattered.
Chu Hongluan stared at the steps before her, feeling as if she had been transported to another world.
She wiped the sweat from her brow, gave a wry smile, and took another step.
Unexpectedly, her simple introductory trial required her to relive those suffocating hundreds or thousands of years.
It's so tough.
After that, her steps became much lighter, as if no illusion could leave any ripples in her heart. In one go, she successfully reached the top in less than half an incense stick's time.
A disciple who was standing guard nearby handed Chu Hongluan a number plate when she came up and led her to the training ground.
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