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第两千二百一十九章 半魔

Thus it was. The young lady's face revealed a look of understanding, and she then bowed gracefully to Lin Xuan: "Thank you for your assistance."

"None needed," replied the elder. "It was merely a trivial matter. Might I ask if you are not from the Demon Realm? Could you tell me your identity, Lin?"

"Per…." The young lady hesitated on her face but after a few breaths, her doubt dissipated: "My life is indebted to Senior's rescue; naturally, I dare not hide anything from you. I am a half-Demon."

"A half-Demon? What does that mean?"

Lin Xuan was taken aback, feeling vaguely familiar with the term, though he could not quite place it.

The young lady did not take offense at his confusion: "It's understandable that Senior doesn't know; after all, you have just arrived in our Holy Realm," she sighed. Then, her cherry lips slightly parted, and she began to narrate to Lin Xuan.

After half an hour, Lin Xuan finally understood. A half-Demon referred to a creature with one-half demon bloodline. They were not native inhabitants of the Ancient Demon Realm but…

To put it simply, this was something that happened several million years ago.

Back then, a war between two realms had broken out, and the Spirit Realm's power prevailed, pushing deep into the Demon Realm. Led by three Loose Immortals and three Beast Kings, they wielded primordial treasures to reverse the laws of nature, forcibly opening a passage between the two planes.

Unlike a mere spatial node, this allowed thousands of cultivators to enter the Demon Realm openly. Over a million had flooded in.

In that battle, despite being at a disadvantage, the Ancient Demons could not simply surrender; under the leadership of nine True Demon Ancestors, various demon tribes united and fought fiercely with Spirit Realm cultivators.

The fighting was so intense that it dimmed even the sun and moon. Countless demons and cultivators perished, and both sides formed an unbreakable enmity.

However, this was a broad overview. With such a large number of cultivators entering the Demon Realm, their experiences varied widely, leading to some unexpected coincidences.

Despite the chaos between the Spirit and Demon Realms, there were rare cases where a few cultivators had deep grudges with Ancient Demons but eventually reconciled, even forming dual cultivation partners.

While this was unusual, given over a million cultivators, even a one-in-a-thousand chance meant quite a few such cases existed. These matters could not be openly discussed; both demon and spirit realm cultivators would consider them traitors.

The thought of others fighting while you were enjoying your love life would surely drive anyone mad with envy!

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Both races issued edicts: kill on sight.

Thus, these lovers who risked everything became pariahs. Many found themselves in the same boat but some managed to escape. With the vastness of the Demon Realm, a few inevitably slipped through the cracks and even had offspring.

These were known as half-Demons.

The term was apt; their bodies contained equal parts human and demon blood.

Ancient Demons did not outright kill them, but their status was lowly. Due to impure demon bloodlines, their cultivation potential was limited.

Survival of the fittest—this was a harsh rule in the cultivation world. Half-Demons faced many hardships.

The young lady spoke hesitantly, her words tinged with sorrow. Her life had been filled with hardship from birth. She managed to reach this stage through great effort, and locals said she had good potential; with more effort, she might even enter the Condensation Core stage.

She yearned for it but needed some medicinal pills to aid in cultivation. However, their impoverished stone wasteland lacked resources, a fact beyond their control. Half-Demons could not live near densely populated demon territories or risk being exterminated. Thus, they settled in such barren lands.

Despite poverty, there were still things cultivators needed; just more effort was required.

This girl had endured much hardship to find some spirit herbs but on her way back, she encountered those six-armed Ancient Demons.

Lin Xuan knew the rest of the story well: killing and looting. The girl was smart enough to surrender when outnumbered and handed over the herbs to avoid further trouble. But the demons persisted, wanting to capture her soul for some dark purpose.

Had it not been for Lin Xuan's intervention, she would have had little chance of survival.

Lin Xuan nodded: "That makes sense. Are there any demon settlements nearby?"

"No," replied the young lady. "The Stone Wasteland is remote; the nearest Demon City is a million miles away. It’s late today; if Senior doesn’t mind, how about we visit our village for the night?" she said eagerly.

Even though Lin Xuan was also an Ancient Demon, this newly ascended elder seemed to have no ill will toward them. If he could glean some cultivation insights from him, it would be invaluable.

"Your village?"

"Yes, there are nearly a hundred like me," she confirmed.

"Alright."

Lin Xuan hesitated but agreed. He had just arrived and did not need to rush; gathering more information from these half-Demons before resting for the night seemed reasonable.

Seeing his agreement, the young lady was delighted: "Thank you for your time, Senior. I’ll lead the way; please follow closely."

She bowed again and transformed into a streak of light, flying ahead. Lin Xuan smiled and followed at a leisurely pace.

Two hours later:

"Senior, cross this barren mountain, and in half an hour, we'll reach our village," said the young lady with a smile.

"Hmm." Lin Xuan nodded but suddenly frowned as he realized that according to her, their village was only a few thousand miles away, yet he had detected no trace of spiritual energy.

Could it be…?

Lin Xuan did not speak. Perhaps there were unknown reasons; without confirming, it was premature to jump to conclusions.

After flying for a while, they indeed saw the village.

But the young lady gasped in horror as she saw that the entire village lay in ruins, reduced to rubble and debris. Corpses of fellow villagers littered the ground.

"How could this happen?" The young lady's tears fell as she sobbed. Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted as he turned his head slightly to the left. @.

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