No demons in all realms

Chapter 14 A Mortal with No Talent

The gauze curtains were lifted and then fell back down by the wind, and Chen Luoluo's knuckles turned white as she gripped the plain brocade quilt.

The lingering burning pain in her chest felt both real and unreal. She trembled as she lifted her clothes, her skin gleaming like pearls in the morning light.

Cold sweat trickled down my spine, but I couldn't even find a red mark—there should have been a bloody hole there.

The aroma of wormwood and snow lotus wafted from outside the blue brick wall, filling the room with a familiar scent—the agarwood she usually used in her cave.

A few rays of sunlight pierced through the carved window, cutting the steam rising from the bronze medicine stove into flowing golden threads.

She trembled as she threw off the covers and stepped barefoot onto the cold bluestone slab. The woman's deathly pale face was reflected in the diamond-patterned bronze mirror, and even the bite wound on her lip had disappeared completely.

"Could it be that I've returned to Ten Thousand Swords Manor?"

The sudden clanging of the bamboo curtain shattered the silence as the sweeping disciple, in his excitement, knocked over a copper basin.

"Senior Sister is awake? Senior Sister is awake!" The boy's voice was filled with panic, and the bronze pestle hanging under the corridor jingled.

Chen Luoluo stepped barefoot onto the cool blue bricks, while the blue phoenix circling outside the window cast dappled shadows that swirled on her swaying silver hairpin.

"Junior sister, please wait a moment. Your injuries have just healed, so you should rest more." The senior brother rolled up his sleeves and stopped her hand from pushing open the window.

"What did you experience in the ruins? When we found you, you were covered in blood... And how did you become like this? Your cultivation level has also improved so much..."

Chen Luoluo's words were filled with fear. She still remembered the crimson mist of blood that rose when the spear tip pierced the air, and the black iron spear tassel she glimpsed before her mind collapsed...

But at this moment, the chest beneath his palm clearly throbbed with a fresh, warm pulse, and he said, "Wasn't I already dead? We were ambushed by the disciples of the Spirit Mine Mountain. I remember a young man in black robes whose strength greatly increased after consuming a pill, and in the blink of an eye, he pierced my chest with a spear. I don't know what happened after that."

"As for the changes in my appearance and cultivation, it is the bloodline power that the little guy bestowed upon me, which allowed me to advance in my cultivation while also changing my appearance."

"By the way! How was I rescued? And how is the little one doing now?"

"It was the Holy Son of Medicine King Valley who used the Nine-Turn Soul-Condensing Pill to revive your soul, and then asked the Medicine King to treat you; otherwise..."

When Yun Feng heard Chen Luoluo mention the little baby, his relaxed expression instantly turned grim. "The little guy's condition is very bad... It seems he burned up all his bloodline power in a desperate battle and hasn't woken up yet. The Medicine King said he's probably on the verge of death... It's all my fault, I shouldn't have separated from you..."

"What?!" Chen Luoluo asked Yunfeng impatiently, "Where is the little guy? I need to go see him."

"Lolo, your injuries haven't fully healed yet. You should rest well. Master and Mistress are helping to take care of the little one, so there's no need to worry too much."

Chen Luoluo shook her head, determined to see the little baby. Yun Feng couldn't persuade her otherwise, so he had no choice but to help her to the little baby's villa.

Yunfeng helped the woman in white, and despite her injuries, she walked very fast, arriving at the little child's courtyard in the blink of an eye.

Push open the door.

As soon as you look, Jiang Liyan is kneeling at the head of the baby's bed, feeding the baby medicine spoonful by spoonful.

The baby lay quietly on the bed, his face deathly pale, devoid of any life, as if his life was in danger at any moment.

Chen Luoluo rushed to the baby's side, holding the baby's cold hands, and tearfully blamed herself, "Little one, it's all my fault. Please wake up, okay? I'll never bully you again... Waaah..."

Jiang Liyan patted Chen Luoluo's shoulder and comforted her, "Don't be sad, Luoluo. The Medicine King said the little guy just has a weak pulse and will get better with more care."

Chen Luoluo nodded, choking back tears, and leaned on Jiang Liyan's shoulder, sobbing softly, "Auntie..."

A month later.

Jiang Liyan fed the unconscious baby medicine as usual.

"Cough cough!" The little child coughed rapidly, perhaps choking on water, spitting out the medicine that had just been fed into his mouth. A familiar yet unfamiliar voice rang out, but unlike before, this voice was slightly childish, mumbling, "Eee-ya, ee-ya...! Bitter...bitter...!"

Jiang Liyan was both surprised and delighted to see the baby wake up, but tears quickly welled up in her eyes. "Why? Why did it turn out like this?"

Watching the little baby mumble and talk, Jiang Liyan's heart was bleeding. The little guy, who was originally born with great intelligence, was now no different from an ordinary child.

The little child looked at Jiang Liyan, who was in tears, and called out softly, "Eee-ya, ee-ya...!" as if trying to comfort her.

Just as the golden-scaled dragon fish had said, the little child's original divinity had been completely lost, and he was no different from an ordinary child.

Jiang Liyan's heart was breaking. She gently stroked the little baby and said, "Little one, we at Wanjian Manor are sorry for you, and for your parents too. Now we only hope that you can grow up happily and healthily."

The little child looked at Jiang Liyan quietly, nodding as if understanding, "Eeya, eeya!" Perhaps it had retained its previous divinity, but it was no longer that nagging little devil.

……

Twelve years later...

"Senior Sister Luo Luo, can you teach me swordsmanship? Watching the senior brothers practice swordsmanship is so cool! I want to learn." A teenager pleaded with a woman in white.

Chen Luoluo refused, saying, "Xiao Youyang, you're still too young. How about I teach you when you're older?"

"Okay," the little guy named Youyang said, sounding a bit aggrieved, "Is it because my aptitude is too poor that you don't want to teach me swordsmanship?"

Chen Luoluo patted Youyang's head and said gently, "How could that be? You're still young. You should enjoy your childhood. Your senior brothers and sisters will take care of the demon-slaying. Senior Sister Luoluo promises you that she will teach you swordsmanship when you grow up."

Youyang nodded, her voice filled with excitement, "Okay, I'll listen to Senior Sister Luoluo. When I grow up, Senior Sister Luoluo will personally teach me swordsmanship. I want to become a great sword immortal like Senior Sister Luoluo. Don't lie to me, okay? Let's pinky swear."

"Pinky promise!"

"Anyone who lies is a dog!"

"Okay! You're a dog if you lie..."

After the little child woke up, it seemed as if he had forgotten all his previous memories. His original divinity was gone, and he grew up like an ordinary child. Even his cultivation aptitude was as mediocre as that of an ordinary person.

Since the ancient ruins came to an end, Chen Luoluo's talent for cultivation and his swordsmanship have improved beyond what is common sense. In the past twelve years, he has become the only sword immortal of his generation. His swordsmanship can be described as transcendent. Two years ago, his cultivation had already entered the realm of celestial immortals, making him one of the few strong people in the human race.

Once one's cultivation breaks through the Tribulation Transcending Realm, their cultivation undergoes a significant transformation, and they can be called an immortal by humans. However, the Tribulation Transcending Realm is also fraught with great risks. Only by successfully transcending the Tribulation can one enter the Earth Immortal Realm; if one fails, they can only remain a Loose Immortal.

The realm of immortals can be divided into: Heavenly Immortal, True Immortal, Mysterious Immortal, Golden Immortal, the Four Great Immortals of Taiyi, and the Four Great Immortals of Daluo... The cultivation system of the realm of immortals is different from that of the mortal realm. Cultivating each level is as difficult as ascending to heaven. When one's cultivation reaches the realm of True Immortal, one can ascend to the heavenly realm.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The deafening sound of drums resounded in the training ground, reaching the ears of every disciple. Everyone present drew their swords and flew towards the training ground.

There are generally only two situations in which a sect sounds its drum: the first is when there is danger within the sect, serving as a warning; the second is when there is a joyous occasion within the sect, reminding everyone to come and listen. The situation in question is clearly the latter.

"Senior Sister Luo Luo, could you give me a ride? I don't know how to fly on a sword yet," Youyang asked.

With a flick of her sleeve, Chen Luoluo sent a long sword to Youyang's feet. With another flick of her sleeve, the flying sword flew rapidly toward the sect's training ground. Chen Luoluo, on the other hand, did not need to use the flying sword; she flew directly toward the training ground.

The two arrived at the martial arts training ground, which was already full of people. On the training platform stood Xia Lang, Jiang Liyan, and a familiar old man. Beside the old man was a young man. The old man was none other than the Medicine King of Medicine King Valley, who had treated Youyang twelve years ago, and the man next to him was obviously the Medicine King's disciple.

"quiet!"

The previously noisy area below instantly fell silent.

Xia Lang, who was at the head of the group, cleared his throat and said solemnly, "Today, we have gathered everyone here with this good news. It is a major event for the sect, and we ask that you all come and witness it."