In The Cultivation World, Are There Only Demonesses Left?

Chapter 56 : The Appearance of Drunken Red Luan



Chapter 56 : The Appearance of Drunken Red Luan

Chapter 56: The Appearance of Drunken Red Luan

On that morning when Lu Changyuan recalled his past memories while washing his face.

The first thought that arose was not actually about cultivating again.

Forget it.

But after some thought—

Immortality was something that should be cultivated.

So he stepped into that rainy night, arrived at Cihang Palace, and encountered Qiu Yuehan.

Lu Changyuan let out a helpless sigh, patting his own tombstone: “Not the slightest bit is within my control.”

The more he looked, the more interesting it became.

Not many people could sit upon their own grave, could they?

“Hm?”

The sky suddenly darkened, and only a single candle was lit within the thatched hut.

In this space, all of time was under Xia Lianxue’s control.

For it to turn into night seemed to be some sort of signal.

Xia Lianxue had told Lu Changyuan to wait outside, and he really did wait outside.

But it had already been the span of a tea’s time. Could taking something really need this long?

Lu Changyuan stood up, brushed the dirt from his clothes, walked to the door, and knocked: “Fairy?”

No response.

“I’m coming in.”

Still, no response.

Creak.

Lu Changyuan pushed the door open, and was momentarily stunned.

At some unknown point, red silk had been hung within the small thatched hut.

The entire room was lit only by the faint glow of a single candle.

Following the warm yellow light, one could see the small bed inside the room. In front of the bed sat a small figure.

It was Xia Lianxue.

She was wearing a fiery-red wedding garment.

The candlelight reflected faintly off it, shimmering with a delicate glow, while the layered skirts were embroidered with golden trim.

She looked exquisite.

The girl’s hair slid down her taut back, her hands clenched into fists and placed properly upon her lap. Her two cute little feet were pressed together, drawn in tightly.

Lu Changyuan could clearly sense Xia Lianxue’s nervousness, but he could not see her expression, for the red bridal veil concealed her entire face.

Not right.

Not right, not right, not right!

Someone was lusting after his body.

Lu Changyuan immediately turned to leave, only to find the door tightly locked.

“Weren’t you supposed to bring out the Drunken Red Luan? What is this play supposed to be? The wedding can be held later; right now this is far too crude. When have I ever deceived you? There’s no rush over this, is there? We have a long road ahead.”

The door remained firmly locked.

Not far away, the weighing rod gently floated into Lu Changyuan’s hand.

He had no way of controlling himself and could only take step after step forward.

Lu Changyuan still had not entered the Immortal Path, but the gentle little fairy was now a mighty one of the Jade Radiance Realm.

Could a mere mortal defy an immortal?

He could only lift Xia Lianxue’s bridal veil, and a breathtakingly beautiful face appeared silently before him.

“Where is Young Master planning to go?”

The gentle fairy seemed at this moment like a man-eating monster.

Though her smile remained soft, it made Lu Changyuan’s heart tremble with unease.

Steeling himself, Lu Changyuan tried reasoning: “Afraid I’ll go back on my word? Why the rush? This is far too crude.”

Xia Lianxue said: “According to the customs of the town, once the veil is lifted, the rite is complete, Young Master.”

She was filling in the wedding ceremony left unfinished a thousand years ago by Palace Mistress Jade and Daoist Chang’an.

The regrets of the mortal world must be mended, one by one.

Xia Lianxue continued: “Wasn’t Young Master seeking the Drunken Red Luan?”

Cold sweat trickled down Lu Changyuan’s back, yet he naturally replied: “Mm.”

“I shall bring it to Young Master then.”

“Mm… mm!? Wait, why are you undressing!?”

Lu Changyuan stared wide-eyed as Xia Lianxue slipped off the bright red wedding garment, revealing smooth skin and pale inner garments.

Only then did he realize what the Drunken Red Luan might truly be.

“In order to prevent Young Master from being taken advantage of by some bad woman in the future, why don’t I be the one instead?”

A forcibly twisted melon was both sweet and thirst-quenching!

Lu Changyuan shrank back into the corner by the door: “Couldn’t we open the door first and talk this over properly?”

Was this really the time for such things?

The fairy beckoned her hand, pressing Lu Changyuan down upon the bed: “I glanced ever so slightly at Young Master’s river of time and found that many red threads await you in the future.”

This was, in fact, a lie.

The little fairy had no such ability to peer into Lu Changyuan’s fate.

She was merely making an excuse.

“How could I not know about such a thing? Don’t pull at my clothes—the Drunken Red Luan, I don’t want it anymore… Stop!”

What role did the Red Luan Calamity Body truly play?

Lu Changyuan did not know, for records of the previous one were extremely scarce.

But someone certainly knew.

The founding ancestor of Feather Moon Immortal Palace had achieved the Dao through the Red Luan Calamity Body, eventually stepping into the Seventh Realm, Jade Radiance.

Thus, the only ones in this world who knew the special nature of this body were the successive Palace Mistresses of the Jade Palace.

Xia Lianxue’s entry into Feather Moon Immortal Palace had not been by chance.

Feng Xianlong had calculated her awakening, then issued a death order to bring her back to the palace.

She was the first Red Luan Calamity Body since the founding ancestor, so Feather Moon Immortal Palace naturally valued her greatly.

It was said that the Red Luan Calamity Body was formed from the Red Luan Star in the heavens. Thus, only women could possess it.

Those with such a physique advanced several times faster than ordinary cultivators, as though born near to the Dao itself.

But this speed came with a price.

Those with the Red Luan Calamity Body could never in their lifetime partake in the joys of union between man and woman.

Feng Xianlong knew this, and so forcibly severed Xia Lianxue’s mortal ties.

Xia Lianxue knew it as well, yet she did not care.

She insisted on offering herself to the one she loved.

Xia Lianxue lay against Lu Changyuan’s chest, her jade-like hands restlessly roaming.

Touching here for a while, then there for a while.

Her aura had already fallen to the Sixth Realm.

In its place rose Lu Changyuan’s aura, nearly at the Fifth Realm.

And this was still with Lu Changyuan restraining himself, not fully absorbing that vital yin.

Otherwise, all of Xia Lianxue’s years of bitter cultivation would have been utterly destroyed.

Lu Changyuan sighed.

He heard the sound of something shattering—likely his Supreme Pure-Spirit heart of severed emotions.

“Why did you not tell me?”

Xia Lianxue’s tender skin pressed against Lu Changyuan’s chest as she whispered: “Had I told you, would Young Master still have wanted it?”

Lu Changyuan sighed again.

The fairy smiled softly: “In any case, my cultivation isn’t of much use. From now on, won’t Young Master simply protect me?”

Before Lu Changyuan could reply, Xia Lianxue lowered her eyes, hiding her expression from him, and added: “Let me help Young Master then.”

Looking inward, Lu Changyuan found that his body had been completely mended by the fairy’s gentle water.

The supplement from a Jade Radiance cultivator was indeed tremendous.

As qi coursed through his body, it was smooth beyond belief.

It was a sensation he had not experienced in a long time.

Lu Changyuan reached out and stroked the fairy’s small head: “Thank you.”

Xia Lianxue slightly raised her head, her innocent eyes filled with purity. She smiled softly: “Young Master, would you like to try something else? I once heard the palace’s female disciples discussing such things.”

What in the world did the Jade Palace’s female disciples usually talk about?

Lu Changyuan said helplessly: “Shouldn’t we go out now? There’s still aftermath to deal with.”

The disciples outside were still waiting expectantly for their Palace Mistress. And here he was, hiding away with her in pleasure—what kind of conduct was this?

Xia Lianxue swallowed lightly, then smiled mischievously: “No rush. Before consummation, I already altered the flow of time here. Young Master, I still have many tricks to show you.”

What tricks?

Oh.

So a girl’s waist could really be that flexible.

Lu Changyuan could only say: “Demoness.”


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