Marry the Demon Sect Girl with No Bride Price

Eastern Cultivator.

Amidst a mountain forest.

Below the mountain is a village, and in the woods, a grave.

Mo Xiaolan knelt before the grave, her eyes slightly red: "Father, Mother, your daughter has come to visit you."

This is the mountain where Mo Xiaolan grew up, and below it is the village where she was born.

Years ago, when the beast tide erupted, the entire village was slaughtered. Many years have passed, and refugees have resettled the village, rebuilding it to flourish once more.

Mo Xiaolan's parents died tragically in the beast tide, and she was rescued by Xia Jinglian, subsequently living alone in the mountains.

She always thought her parents were ordinary people, but unexpectedly, her father was a descendant of Mo Nantian, one of the four Great Elders of the Cyan Lotus Sect.

Now the truth is revealed, but past events remain unchanged.

Nowadays, Mo Xiaolan is the Orchid Fairy who commands reverence across Hongzhou Continent, yet her heart is the same as that of the young girl who once dreamed of becoming a great hero.

"Father, Mother, I wish to ascend and gain enlightenment, not out of a desire for cultivation, but to avoid helplessly witnessing you die protecting me as you did back then."

"I want to become a formidable cultivator so that I can protect those I care about; perhaps, I might even protect everyone in the world."

Mo Xiaolan stood up, smiling:

"Father, Mother, I have met the one I care about most. Watching him cherish his wife brings me joy. I will wander the world, seeking the path of ascension to protect Hongzhou Continent!"

Suddenly, heaven and earth trembled, and the villagers below stumbled and cried out in panic.

Mo Xiaolan felt a chill run through her body and lifted her head in horror.

She saw a massive peak appear in the sky, stretching across the Four Domains, visible to everyone on Hongzhou Continent.

"Is this... Immortal Flying Peak?!"

Mo Xiaolan murmured, her face full of astonishment.

She had been to Immortal Flying Peak before, thus recognized it instantly, yet the peak now was completely different from before.

The enshrouding immortal mist had long vanished, revealing fierce mountains and giant stones. The Cloud-Entering Pine that grew slanting from the cliff to the heavens had transformed into a pitch-black, sharp sword blade.

The blade was no longer pointing towards the sky but was now angled ominously towards the Hongzhou Continent below.

The Immortal Flying Pavilion had transformed into the sword's hilt, as the entire Immortal Flying Peak seemed to faintly turn into a giant black Immortal Sword!

"Purifying World."

Mo Xiaolan recalled everything she had seen at Immortal Flying Peak, when Luo Xiaohong's junior brother had informed them of the sword's existence.

Yet who would have thought that it would transform into this?

Simply gazing up at the massive sword blade evoked a shudder from the soul.

Cold sweat erupted from Mo Xiaolan.

"Purifying World... Yu Weixian intends to destroy the world!"

...

Jianxian City.

Countless cultivators stared in horror at the giant sword spanning the sky. Those with weaker cultivation could hardly stand.

"What's happening?"

"Why has Immortal Flying Peak turned into a giant sword?!"

"Could heaven and earth be experiencing a massive transformation?"

"Where are the immortals atop the peak?"

At that moment, a group of robe-clad cultivators descended from the sky, covered in blood, their expressions fearful. Some were already torn apart before reaching the ground, screaming miserably.

"Xiaohua!"

Luo Xiaohong flew up, catching a falling child in the air.

"Xiaohua, what's happened to you?"

The child was also covered in blood, clutching Luo Xiaohong's sleeve tightly, his voice hoarse:

"Senior sister, Master has gone mad! He's gone mad! He wants to destroy Hongzhou Continent!"

The child's voice was loud, and the surrounding cultivators heard, crying out in terror:

"How is this possible? Immortal Flying Peak is controlled by immortals who protect the world. Little child, don't speak nonsense!"

"Look closely. Tao Spirit Body called him junior, didn't he? He's from Immortal Flying Peak!"

"Immortal Child, please explain. Who is your master, and why does he want to destroy Hongzhou Continent?"

At this point, Qin Gengyun, Xia Qinglian, Su Hongling, Ye Xiyue, Tantai Mingyue, Su Xin, and Ming Hu also flew over. Tantai Mingyue sent a gentle spiritual power into Xiaohua's body, causing Xiaohua to look more rejuvenated and hurriedly say:

"My master is Yu Weixian. He secretly colluded with people from the Upper Realm, whose cultivation resources are about to run out. They urgently need spiritual energy and soul power from the Lower Realm!"

"The Upper Realm agreed with my master. If he could offer all the spiritual energy and soul power from Hongzhou Continent to them, they would let my master enter the Upper Realm and make him an elder of their Immortal Sect!"

Xiaohua, gravely wounded, took gasping breaths as he revealed a story that shocked everyone.

"The master of Immortal Flying Peak is Yu Weixian, who achieved enlightenment at Observation Mountain over millennia?!"

"The Upper Realm no longer has spiritual energy? How is that possible?!"

"Then why are we painstakingly cultivating?"

"Upper Realm immortals actually intend to seize our Lower Realm cultivation resources?!"

"Soul Power? What is soul power?"

Cultivators were in disbelief, but looking at the massive black Immortal Sword suspended overhead, they could not deny it.

With Tantai Mingyue's spiritual power healing him, Xiaohua's face regained some color, and he continued to speak words that turned everyone's complexion ghostly pale:

"Soul power comes from living beings' souls after death!"

"When my senior sister descended the mountain that day, my master went into seclusion. I noticed the Cloud-Entering Pine becoming increasingly strange, so I secretly checked my master's room and saw the soul contract he signed with immortals!"

"The Upper Realm oversees countless Lower Realms, and Hongzhou Continent is just one of them. To cultivate, Upper Realm immortals need soul power in addition to spiritual energy, and the source of soul power..."

Xiaohua's small face turned pale, and his chest heaved. Clearly, he was also greatly shaken, and his voice choked with emotion:

"It's the souls of living beings!"

"Upper Realm immortals have relied on hunting demonic beasts, magical beasts, and immortal beasts to obtain soul power."

"But now, magical beasts in the Upper Realm are nearly extinct. Five hundred years ago, Upper Realm immortals began... killing each other."

"However, combat among immortals isn't ordinary. Even if they pay a tremendous price and win, the soul power gained is not worth it."

Someone realized: "So five hundred years ago, the Upper Realm prohibited anyone from ascending from the Lower Realm to contend with them for spiritual energy and soul power?"

"Now, not only do they stop us from ascension, they want to slaughter us like livestock?!"

Xiaohua sighed:

"An Upper Realm Immortal Sect person sought out my master, urging him to kill all living beings on Hongzhou Continent and offer the soul power to their Immortal Sect."

Everyone looked up in shock at the massive immortal sword in the heavens.

"So he wants to destroy the world, offering our souls as gifts to the Upper Realm?"

Someone shouted loudly: "My fate is mine to decide, not heaven's! Since Upper Realm immortals treat us like pigs and dogs, I'll tear open heaven!"

"Yes, break that sword!"

Hundreds of figures soared into the air.

"Don't go!"

Xiaohua tried to stop them, but it was too late. The Nascent Soul Cultivators had already summoned their Magical Artifacts, attacking the colossal sword in the sky!