Chapter 46: Eating Hotpot and Singing Songs, Suddenly Ambushed by a Great Demon

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Demons and beasts are endowed with inherent bloodlines, each with unique powers that they can harness during cultivation and combat. Similarly, humans also possess various natural constitutions. such as the Dao Body.

Sacred Body, and Chaos Body. However, Lu Xuan, unlike Ji Lingchen from the Tzu Chi Institute, was born with a regular mortal body, his parents being ordinary humans.

Lu Xuan’s life began in a remote mountain village in a mundane martial country. At the tender age of two, while enjoying the cool shade in his yard, he fell asleep, only to be snatched away by a wolf. Fortunately, the wolf, having recently fed, planned to keep him as backup food, sparing him from immediate death and leaving him with only minor scratches.

This incident coincided with the county magistrate’s patrol in the countryside. Learning about roe deer in the mountains, the magistrate, accompanied by skilled protectors, went hunting.

During their excursion, they encountered the wolf carrying Lu Xuan. From a hundred steps away, the guards, with their exceptional martial prowess, shot and killed the wolf, rescuing Lu Xuan as a result.

Charmed by the young, articulate, and well-mannered Lu Xuan, the magistrate decided to take him down the mountain. Upon finding Lu Xuan’s parents, the magistrate proposed that Lu Xuan become a son-in-law, given his daughter was of a similar age. Overjoyed and seeing a path out of poverty, Lu Xuan’s parents agreed to the arrangement.

Lu Xuan, though shocked, harbored no resentment. Firstly, his family’s dire poverty made the magistrate’s offer a lifeline for a better life. Secondly, the opportunity to be the son-in-law of a county magistrate was a rare fortune, especially for a child from a peasant family.

In many novels, a county magistrate may be a minor character, but in reality, their influence was substantial. They held power over the wellbeing and fates of the county’s populace. Being the head of a county, the magistrate was akin to the sky in the societal hierarchy. Lu Xuan, with his experience from two lifetimes, understood and appreciated the magnitude of this change in his destiny.

At the age of six, Lu Xuan went hunting with the magistrate again. This time, they encountered a fierce tiger, scattering their party. Fleeing for his life, Lu Xuan lost his way and ended up on a mountain path where he met an old man in a wide robe. The old man, recognizing a destined connection, revealed himself to be the Sect Master of the Dao Evolution Sect and took Lu Xuan as his disciple.

Lu Xuan, now aware of the existence of a cultivation world, inquired why the Sect Master had ventured to such a remote mortal area. The Sect Master explained that he had sensed a connection and, through his calculations, knew his destined disciple was near.

Thus, the first twenty-one years of Lu Xuan’s life unfolded smoothly. After attaining success in his cultivation, he returned to find his family now prosperous and planning to move to town. He left them longevity pills and a note, before quietly departing.

Before leaving, Lu Xuan noticed a wedding in the county. The bride, hidden within her palanquin, was the magistrate’s daughter. Observing the strain on the faces of the sedan bearers, Lu Xuan swiftly left on his flying sword, mindful of the profound divide between the worlds of immortals and mortals.

The Next Day.

Zhang Xun came to find Lu Xuan.

“Daoist Lu,” he said, “There’s only half a month until the anniversary celebration of Sancai Academy. We plan to take the treasure carriages and set off early to experience the local customs along the way. What do you think?”

“Daoist Zhang is our host, so we will follow your arrangements,” Lu Xuan replied with a gesture of respect.

Beside him, Cheng Lingzhu had no objections. She would follow wherever Lu Xuan went.

Half an hour later, led by Zhang Xun, the two arrived at the entrance of the Divine Weapon Pavilion. A long line of flying treasure carriages awaited them, dispatched by Sancai Academy to transport guests. The academy’s disciples had prepared everything in advance for the upcoming mystical realm trials.

“Our sect’s great masters have already returned, and the carriage team consists of peers. We can relax a bit and enjoy the journey to the academy,” Zhang Xun said, smiling.

“Please choose a treasure carriage,” Liang Xia, who stood beside Zhang Xun, suggested with a smile.

Lu Xuan and Cheng Lingzhu exchanged glances and chose a carriage near them, located at the rear of the procession. Half an hour later, everyone was settled in their carriages, with Zhang Xun and Liang Xia leading at the front, steering the convoy towards Sancai Academy.

After the carriage procession left the territory of the Divine Weapon Pavilion and entered a desolate mountain range, Lu Xuan sipped his tea inside the carriage, explaining to Cheng Lingzhu, “Sancai Academy is located in the Eastern Barren Territory, a remote place with few major powers nearby. It’s a suitable place for scholarly pursuits with fewer territorial and resource disputes. Of course, this is also due to the strength of the academy. I studied there for a while and even stayed on as a teacher…”

As he shared his experiences, the carriage suddenly shook violently.

“What’s going on?” Lu Xuan looked up, activating his pupil technique to see through the carriage roof and take in the outside scene.

The carriages, led by Zhang Xun, were flying high in the clouds. And now, a massive creature emerged through the clouds into Lu Xuan’s view.

It was a Golden-Winged Peng Bird, enormous in size, its wings spreading wide enough to blot out the sun. As soon as the Golden -Winged Peng appeared, it scattered the entire procession, throwing it into chaos.

Zhang Xun and others quickly realized the danger. Feeling the aura of the Golden-Winged Peng, they were alarmed to discover it was a great demon at the Body Integration Stage.

The Golden-Winged Peng, indifferent to the shock it caused, swooped down with its talons outstretched, targeting the carriages at the end of the procession.

Lu Xuan set down his teacup and tapped the table lightly. A clear light shone, stabilizing the space within the carriage. Despite the turmoil outside, the inside remained calm, not a drop of tea spilled.

Lu Xuan did not rush to act. He sensed that the Golden-Winged Peng, despite its aggressive approach, harbored no malice. He decided to wait and see what the creature intended.

With a swoop, the Peng locked the space around, grabbing the last five carriages, and transformed into a golden light, speeding away.

The cultivators at the front of the convoy watched in astonishment as the Golden-Winged Peng disappeared into the distance.

Were they all just ambushed by a great demon at the Body Integration Stage while enjoying their journey?

The Golden-Winged Peng, known for its incredible speed, disappeared from their sight in an instant, heading far away.

That evening, after a day of high-speed flight, the Golden-Winged Peng finally stopped in front of a mountain gate, where a plaque stood.

Lu Xuan looked closely [ Sky Demon Clan ]