yī yè wú shì 。
一夜无事。
No incidents occurred overnight.
dì èr tiān ， zhāo yáng chū shēng ， nà xiē zǐ sè de yāo wù yě suí zhī sàn qù 。
第二天，朝阳初升，那些紫色的妖雾也随之散去。
The next morning, as the sun rose, the purple demon mists also dissipated. Although the sky was still somewhat overcast, compared to yesterday, it could be considered a rare good weather day.
tiān kōng suī hái yǒu xiē yīn chén ， dàn yǔ zuó rì xiāng bǐ ， yǐ jīng suàn shì nán dé de hǎo tiān qì 。
天空虽还有些阴沉，但与昨日相比，已经算是难得的好天气。
After resting for a night, Lin Xuan and Yue'er had recovered their strength. The master and servant retracted the禁制, and the little girl returned to Lin Xuan's sleeve. The young man's body emitted a bright green glow, transforming into a dazzling streak of light that vanished in the distant sky.
jīng guò yī yè de xiū xī ， lín xuān hé yuè ér yě dōu huī fù le tǐ lì ， zhǔ pú èr rén jiāng jìn zhì yī shōu ， xiǎo yā tou yě huí dào lín xuān de yī xiù ， shào nián hún shēn qīng máng dà qǐ ， huà wèi yī dào yào mù jīng hóng ， xiāo shī zài yuǎn fāng de tiān jì 。
经过一夜的休息，林轩和月儿也都恢复了体力，主仆二人将禁制一收，小丫头也回到林轩的衣袖，少年浑身青芒大起，化为一道耀目惊虹，消失在远方的天际。
Regardless of whether this place was Demon Spirit Island or not, Lin Xuan didn't want to stay here any longer. To leave, he needed more information.
bù guǎn zhè lǐ shì bú shì yāo líng dǎo ， lín xuān kě dōu bù xiǎng zài zhè gǔ guài de dì fāng jì xù dài xià qù ， ér xiǎng yào lí kāi ， jiù bì xū shōu jí gèng duō de xiāo xī 。
不管这里是不是妖灵岛，林轩可都不想在这古怪的地方继续待下去，而想要离开，就必须收集更多的消息。
Lin Xuan believed that such a large island must have indigenous inhabitants—whether they were demon beasts or human cultivators, Lin Xuan urgently wanted to contact them.
lín xuān xiāng xìn ， zhè me dà yī zuò dǎo yǔ ， kěn dìng yǒu tǔ zhù jū mín ， yāo shòu yě hǎo ， rén lèi xiū shì yě bà ， lín xuān dōu pò qiè xiǎng yào yǔ tā men lián xì 。
林轩相信，这么大一座岛屿，肯定有土著居民，妖兽也好，人类修士也罢，林轩都迫切想要与他们联系。
Of course, considering his cautious nature, Lin Xuan fully extended his divine sense. He didn't want to be ambushed by something unknown.
dāng rán ， yǐ lín xuān jǐn shèn de xìng gé ， yě jiāng shén shí quán lì fàng chū ， tā kě bù xiǎng bèi shén me mò míng de dōng xī gěi tōu xí le 。
当然，以林轩谨慎的性格，也将神识全力放出，他可不想被什么莫名的东西给偷袭了。
In just two hours, there was still no收获. If it had been someone else, they might have lost their patience long ago. However, Lin Xuan's expression remained calm and unexcited as he continued to fly at a slow pace.
zhuǎn yǎn ， guò qù le liǎng gè shí chén ， yī jiù . yī wú suǒ huò ， rú guǒ huàn yí gè rén ， huò xǔ zǎo jiù chén bú zhù qì le ， bù guò lín xuān de biǎo qíng ， yī jiù wú jīng wú xǐ ， jì xù yòng bù suàn kuài de sù dù ， màn màn fēi xíng 。
转眼，过去了两个时辰，依旧.一无所获，如果换一个人，或许早就沉不住气了，不过林轩的表情，依旧无惊无喜，继续用不算快的速度，慢慢飞行。
Suddenly, a brilliant light caught his eye.
tū rán ， yī dào yào mù de guāng huá yìng rù le yǎn lián lǐ 。
突然，一道耀目的光华映入了眼帘里。
Behind the light was a deep purple fog. Amidst the demon mists, an obese monster could be vaguely seen.
ér nà guāng huá hòu miàn ， zé shì yī piàn shēn zǐ sè . de wù qì ， yāo wù zhī zhōng ， yǐn yuē kě jiàn yī tǐ tài yōng zhǒng de guài wù 。
而那光华后面，则是一片深紫色.的雾气，妖雾之中，隐约可见一体态臃肿的怪物。
"Ah!"
“ yí ！”
“咦！”
Lin Xuan squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of joy on his face. Efforts do not go unrewarded; he finally encountered indigenous inhabitants.
lín xuān mī le mī yǎn ， liǎn shàng bù yóu zì zhǔ . de lù chū le jǐ fēn xǐ sè ， gōng fu bù fù yǒu xīn rén ， zhōng yú pèng jiàn tǔ zhù jū mín le 。
林轩眯了眯眼，脸上不由自主.的露出了几分喜色，功夫不负有心人，终于碰见土著居民了。
The reason Lin Xuan was so certain was that the cultivator within the light, although ordinary in appearance, dressed differently from the Cloud Sea cultivators—essentially, he had an exotic style.
lín xuān zhī suǒ yǐ zhè me kěn dìng ， shì yīn wèi nà guāng huá zhī zhōng de xiū shì ，. suī rán róng mào pǔ tōng ， bù guò dǎ bàn què yǔ yún hǎi xiū xiān zhě wán quán bù tóng ， jiǎn dān de shuō ， jiù shì hěn yǒu yì yù fēng gé 。
林轩之所以这么肯定，是因为那光华之中的修士，.虽然容貌普通，不过打扮却与云海修仙者完全不同，简单的说，就是很有异域风格。
As for the obese demon beast behind it, at first glance, it resembled a giant ape. It stood tall with two sharp fangs hanging out of its mouth.
zhì yú hòu miàn nà tǐ tài yōng zhǒng de yāo shòu ， cū yī kàn ， yǒu diǎn xiàng jù yuán ，. shēn cái gāo dà ， zuǐ jiǎo biān wài fān zhe liǎng kē jiān ruì de liáo yá 。
至于后面那体态臃肿的妖兽，粗一看，有点像巨猿，.身材高大，嘴角边外翻着两颗尖锐的獠牙。
Though it looked fierce, Lin Xuan's divine sense revealed that this was merely a second-stage top-grade demon beast—nothing more than a small dish to him.
xíng mào xiōng è ， bù guò lín xuān shén shí yī sǎo zhī hòu què bìng méi yǒu fàng . zài xīn zhōng ， qū qū èr jí dǐng jiē yāo shòu ， duì tā lái shuō ， bù guò shì xiǎo cài yī dié bà le 。
形貌凶恶，不过林轩神识一扫之后却并没有放.在心中，区区二级顶阶妖兽，对他来说，不过是小菜一碟罢了。
As for the disheveled cultivator who had fled, he seemed in his forties or early fifties. He had a square face and large ears, with an approximate cultivation level of mid-Basement Establishment stage.
zhì yú nà láng bèi táo . cuàn de xiū xiān zhě ， dà yuē sì shí chū tóu ， fāng miàn dà ěr ， xiū wèi zài zhù jī zhōng qī zuǒ yòu 。
至于那狼狈逃.窜的修仙者，大约四十出头，方面大耳，修为在筑基中期左右。
Lin Xuan didn't rush to attack.
lín xuān bìng méi yǒu jí zhe chū shǒu 。
林轩并没有急着出手。
Although the battle was already decided, that cultivator wasn't in immediate danger; it would take some time before he faced any life-threatening situation.
yīn wèi zhè chǎng zhàn dòu suī yǐ fēn chū qiáng ruò ， dàn yī shí bàn huì er ， nà xiū shì dào yě méi yǒu xìng mìng zhī yōu 。
因为这场战斗虽已分出强弱，但一时半会儿，那修士倒也没有性命之忧。
"Master, why doesn't that guy use his weapon to escape?" Yue'er asked curiously.
“ shào yé ， nà jiā huo wèi shén me bù yù qì táo pǎo ？” yuè ér yǒu xiē hào qí de kāi kǒu dào 。
“少爷，那家伙为什么不驭器逃跑？”月儿有些好奇的开口道。
This was also where Lin Xuan felt puzzled. It was common knowledge that while cultivators could use their spiritual energy for flight, they rarely did so because it was slow and extremely energy-consuming without the aid of a spirit artifact or treasure.
zhè yě zhèng shì lín xuān gǎn jué yí huò de dì fāng ， zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， xiū xiān zhě suī rán guāng píng běn shēn fǎ lì ， yě kě yǐ dùn guāng fēi xíng ， dàn què hěn shǎo yǒu rén zhè me zuò ， yīn wèi bù jiè zhù líng qì huò zhě fǎ bǎo ， bù jǐn fēi xíng sù dù màn ， ér qiě fǎ lì xiāo hào yě jí wéi jīng rén 。
这也正是林轩感觉疑惑的地方，众所周知，修仙者虽然光凭本身法力，也可以遁光飞行，但却很少有人这么做，因为不借助灵器或者法宝，不仅飞行速度慢，而且法力消耗也极为惊人。
But this man, despite being in such a desperate state, still relied on his own spiritual energy to maintain wind control. Could his spirit artifact have broken?
kě yǎn qián zhè ge jiā huo ， míng míng yǐ láng bèi bù kān ， què yī jiù kào zhe běn shēn de fǎ lì wéi chí yù fēng zhī fǎ ， nán dào tā de líng qì yǐ jīng huài le ma ？
可眼前这个家伙，明明已狼狈不堪，却依旧靠着本身的法力维持御风之法，难道他的灵器已经坏了吗？
This delay put the middle-aged man's situation in greater danger. A loud roar came from the demon mists as the monster suddenly accelerated, arriving behind him within several breaths. With a fist the size of a vinegar jar, it fiercely struck down.
zhè shāo yī dān gē ， nà zhōng nián rén de chǔ jìng yuè fā wēi xiǎn ， yāo wù zhōng chuán lái yī shēng jù hǒu ， guài wù měng rán jiā sù ， jǐ xī zhī hòu yǐ lái dào tā de shēn hòu ， tí qǐ cù tán dà xiǎo de quán tou ， hěn hěn zá luò 。
这稍一耽搁，那中年人的处境越发危险，妖雾中传来一声巨吼，怪物猛然加速，几息之后已来到他的身后，提起醋坛大小的拳头，狠狠砸落。
The middle-aged man was shocked. Red light flashed over his body, and an unbelievable thing happened—he didn't summon any spirit artifact or talisman but resolutely raised his left hand. His originally small arm suddenly grew to three dozen feet in length, covered with countless shimmering scales, resembling the claws of some kind of demon beast.
zhōng nián rén dà jīng ， shēn shàng hóng guāng shǎn guò ， bù kě sī yì de shì qíng fā shēng le ， tā méi yǒu jì chū líng qì fú lù ， què yì rán jué rán de jǔ qǐ le zuǒ shǒu ， yuán běn hěn xì xiǎo de yī zhī gē bó ， zài yī jù fù zá nán míng de zhòu yǔ shēng zhōng ， měng rán biàn dà ， zhǎng dá sān zhàng yú ， biǎo miàn hái shēng chū liǎo wú shù shǎn shǎn fā liàng de lín piàn ， kàn shàng qù jiù xiàng mǒu zhǒng yāo shòu de lì zhuǎ 。
中年人大惊，身上红光闪过，不可思议的事情发生了，他没有祭出灵器符箓，却毅然决然的举起了左手，原本很细小的一只胳膊，在一句复杂难明的咒语声中，猛然变大，长达三丈余，表面还生出了无数闪闪发亮的鳞片，看上去就像某种妖兽的利爪。
Sizzle…
cī lā ……
刺啦……
Colliding with the giant ape's fist, the middle-aged man's face turned pale as he bled from his lips but managed to catch the attack with his transformed arm.
yǔ nà jù yuán yāo shòu de quán tou yìng hàn zài yì qǐ ， zhōng nián rén liǎn bái rú zhǐ ， zuǐ jiǎo biān yì chū xīng hóng de xuè sī ， dàn jū rán yìng shì píng zhe yāo huà hòu de shǒu bì ， jiē zhù le duì fāng de gōng jī 。
与那巨猿妖兽的拳头硬撼在一起，中年人脸白如纸，嘴角边溢出猩红的血丝，但居然硬是凭着妖化后的手臂，接住了对方的攻击。
"Master, did I see it right? Could this guy not be human?" Yue'er exclaimed in her mind, filled with shock.
“ shào yé ， wǒ méi kàn cuò ba ， nán dào zhè jiā huo yě bú shì rén ma ？” nǎo hǎi zhōng chuán lái yuè ér de jiāo hū ， yǔ qì lǐ chōng mǎn le chī jīng zhī sè 。
“少爷，我没看错吧，难道这家伙也不是人吗？”脑海中传来月儿的娇呼，语气里充满了吃惊之色。
Lin Xuan was also taken aback but quickly regained his composure: "Hmph. A demon cultivator; I didn't expect him to be a practitioner of the long-extinct demon cultivation."
lín xuān yě sǒng rán dòng róng ， bù guò hěn kuài jiù huī fù lěng jìng le ：“ hēng ， xiū yāo zhě ， méi xiǎng dào jū rán shì chuán shuō yǐ jīng jué jì le de xiū yāo zhě 。”
林轩也耸然动容，不过很快就恢复冷静了：“哼，修妖者，没想到居然是传说已经绝迹了的修妖者。”
Yue'er frowned in confusion: "Master, what are you talking about? I've never heard of demon cultivators before."
yuè ér tīng dé yī tóu wù shuǐ ， zhòu le zhòu méi ：“ shào yé ， nǐ zài shuō shén me ， wǒ zěn me méi yǒu tīng shuō guò xiū yāo zhě ？”
月儿听得一头雾水，皱了皱眉：“少爷，你在说什么，我怎么没有听说过修妖者？”
"I only came across them by chance in an ancient text," Lin Xuan sighed.
“ wǒ yě zhǐ shì zài yī běn hěn gǔ lǎo de diǎn jí shàng ， ǒu rán jiàn guò 。” lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì 。
“我也只是在一本很古老的典籍上，偶然见过。”林轩叹了口气。
In essence, all human cultivators sought one goal—immortality. The path to immortality had been passed down from the ancient times, branching out into various schools based on different interpretations of cultivation.
shì rén xiū xiān ， guī gēn jié dǐ ， qí shí zhǐ yǒu yí gè mù dì ， zhuī qiú cháng shēng ér yǐ 。
世人修仙，归根结底，其实只有一个目的，追求长生而已。
The most famous were Buddhism, Daoism, Confucianism, and Demon Cultivation.
xiān dào zì shàng gǔ shí qī ， yí dài yí dài de chuán chéng xià lái ， gēn jù duì xiū liàn bù tóng de lǐ jiě ， liú pài kāi zhī sàn yè 。
仙道自上古时期，一代一代的传承下来，根据对修炼不同的理解，流派开枝散叶。
Apart from these, there was also the witchcraft of the Moon Ink Clan,
fú 、 dào 、 rú 、 mó ， zhè sì gè shì zuì wèi chū míng de 。
佛、道、儒、魔，这四个是最为出名的。
And within demon cultivation, there were ghost cultivators…
chú cǐ yǐ wài ， hái yǒu mò yuè zú de wū shī ，
除此以外，还有墨月族的巫师，
As for other schools, they had long been forgotten by humanity.
ér mó dào yě yǒu guǐ xiū fēn zhī ……
而魔道也有鬼修分支……
It was said that in ancient times, demon cultivators were the largest force, flourishing immensely and outshining orthodox daoists, buddhists, confucianists, and mages.
zhì yú hái yǒu méi yǒu qí tā de yī xiē liú pài ， rú jīn yǐ bù wéi rén suǒ zhī 。
至于还有没有其他的一些流派，如今已不为人所知。
"Ah?" Yue'er propped her chin on her hand as she began to imagine.
jù shuō zài shàng gǔ shí qī ， xiū yāo zhě què shì zuì dà de shì lì ， yí dù fán róng wú bǐ ， lì yā zhèng mó rú fú 。
据说在上古时期，修妖者却是最大的势力，一度繁荣无比，力压正魔儒佛。
"Unfortunately, prosperity turned into decline. That false prosperity was but a fleeting moment."
“ shào yé nà hòu lái ， xiū yāo zhě zěn me yòu shuāi luò le ， zhè xiē nián lái ， wǒ kě shì cóng lái méi yǒu jiàn guò 。” yuè ér hào qí de shuō 。
“少爷那后来，修妖者怎么又衰落了，这些年来，我可是从来没有见过。”月儿好奇的说。
"Why?" The girl asked, puzzled.
lín xuān tàn le kǒu qì ， zhè yī rán yào cóng zhuī qiú cháng shēng jiǎng qǐ 。
林轩叹了口气，这依然要从追求长生讲起。
"Because it didn't meet its intended purpose," Lin Xuan explained, referring to an ancient text he had read: "The original intention of imitating demon powers was to extend the lifespan of cultivators. For example, ordinary Basement Establishment stage cultivators have a life span of two hundred years. The initial plan for demon cultivators was to double that. But no matter which kind of demon they tried to mimic, all attempts ended in failure. Countless geniuses poured their hearts and souls into it but failed to achieve the goal."
zhòng suǒ zhōu zhī ， xiū xiān zhě de shòu yuán suī rán yuǎn chāo fán rén ， dàn yě jí qí yǒu xiàn ， jiù suàn shì yuán yīng qī de lǎo guài wù ， yě zhì duō bù guò huó shàng qiān nián 。
众所周知，修仙者的寿元虽然远超凡人，但也极其有限，就算是元婴期的老怪物，也至多不过活上千年。
"This is not surprising; lifespan is proportional to cultivation level, a natural law of the universe," Yue'er smiled.
zhè shì shòu rén lèi běn shēn de xiàn zhì 。
这是受人类本身的限制。
Lin Xuan was stunned. Could it be that true wisdom lies in simplicity? Despite her usually dim-witted appearance, Yue'er had just revealed the truth with one sentence.
ér fǎn guān yāo zú ， suī rán yě yǒu shòu mìng duǎn de ， dàn xiāng duì lái shuō ， bǎi fēn zhī jiǔ shí de yāo zú ， shòu yuán dōu bǐ rén lèi zhǎng dé duō ， jí shǐ zhǐ shì èr sān jí de yāo shòu ， yě néng qīng yì huó shàng wàn nián zuǒ yòu 。
而反观妖族，虽然也有寿命短的，但相对来说，百分之九十的妖族，寿元都比人类长得多，即使只是二三极的妖兽，也能轻易活上万年左右。
This understanding only came to light ten thousand years later when some demon cultivators finally realized it. Was it really that those who are involved are confused while those observing from the outside see clearly?
No incidents occurred overnight.
The next morning, as the sun rose, the purple demon mists also dissipated. Although the sky was still somewhat overcast, compared to yesterday, it could be considered a rare good weather day.
After resting for a night, Lin Xuan and Yue'er had recovered their strength. The master and servant retracted the禁制, and the little girl returned to Lin Xuan's sleeve. The young man's body emitted a bright green glow, transforming into a dazzling streak of light that vanished in the distant sky.
Regardless of whether this place was Demon Spirit Island or not, Lin Xuan didn't want to stay here any longer. To leave, he needed more information.
Lin Xuan believed that such a large island must have indigenous inhabitants—whether they were demon beasts or human cultivators, Lin Xuan urgently wanted to contact them.
Of course, considering his cautious nature, Lin Xuan fully extended his divine sense. He didn't want to be ambushed by something unknown.
In just two hours, there was still no收获. If it had been someone else, they might have lost their patience long ago. However, Lin Xuan's expression remained calm and unexcited as he continued to fly at a slow pace.
Suddenly, a brilliant light caught his eye.
Behind the light was a deep purple fog. Amidst the demon mists, an obese monster could be vaguely seen.
"Ah!"
Lin Xuan squinted his eyes, revealing a hint of joy on his face. Efforts do not go unrewarded; he finally encountered indigenous inhabitants.
The reason Lin Xuan was so certain was that the cultivator within the light, although ordinary in appearance, dressed differently from the Cloud Sea cultivators—essentially, he had an exotic style.
As for the obese demon beast behind it, at first glance, it resembled a giant ape. It stood tall with two sharp fangs hanging out of its mouth.
Though it looked fierce, Lin Xuan's divine sense revealed that this was merely a second-stage top-grade demon beast—nothing more than a small dish to him.
As for the disheveled cultivator who had fled, he seemed in his forties or early fifties. He had a square face and large ears, with an approximate cultivation level of mid-Basement Establishment stage.
Lin Xuan didn't rush to attack.
Although the battle was already decided, that cultivator wasn't in immediate danger; it would take some time before he faced any life-threatening situation.
"Master, why doesn't that guy use his weapon to escape?" Yue'er asked curiously.
This was also where Lin Xuan felt puzzled. It was common knowledge that while cultivators could use their spiritual energy for flight, they rarely did so because it was slow and extremely energy-consuming without the aid of a spirit artifact or treasure.
But this man, despite being in such a desperate state, still relied on his own spiritual energy to maintain wind control. Could his spirit artifact have broken?
This delay put the middle-aged man's situation in greater danger. A loud roar came from the demon mists as the monster suddenly accelerated, arriving behind him within several breaths. With a fist the size of a vinegar jar, it fiercely struck down.
The middle-aged man was shocked. Red light flashed over his body, and an unbelievable thing happened—he didn't summon any spirit artifact or talisman but resolutely raised his left hand. His originally small arm suddenly grew to three dozen feet in length, covered with countless shimmering scales, resembling the claws of some kind of demon beast.
Sizzle…
Colliding with the giant ape's fist, the middle-aged man's face turned pale as he bled from his lips but managed to catch the attack with his transformed arm.
"Master, did I see it right? Could this guy not be human?" Yue'er exclaimed in her mind, filled with shock.
Lin Xuan was also taken aback but quickly regained his composure: "Hmph. A demon cultivator; I didn't expect him to be a practitioner of the long-extinct demon cultivation."
Yue'er frowned in confusion: "Master, what are you talking about? I've never heard of demon cultivators before."
"I only came across them by chance in an ancient text," Lin Xuan sighed.
In essence, all human cultivators sought one goal—immortality. The path to immortality had been passed down from the ancient times, branching out into various schools based on different interpretations of cultivation.
The most famous were Buddhism, Daoism, Confucianism, and Demon Cultivation.
Apart from these, there was also the witchcraft of the Moon Ink Clan,
And within demon cultivation, there were ghost cultivators…
As for other schools, they had long been forgotten by humanity.
It was said that in ancient times, demon cultivators were the largest force, flourishing immensely and outshining orthodox daoists, buddhists, confucianists, and mages.
"Ah?" Yue'er propped her chin on her hand as she began to imagine.
"Unfortunately, prosperity turned into decline. That false prosperity was but a fleeting moment."
"Why?" The girl asked, puzzled.
"Because it didn't meet its intended purpose," Lin Xuan explained, referring to an ancient text he had read: "The original intention of imitating demon powers was to extend the lifespan of cultivators. For example, ordinary Basement Establishment stage cultivators have a life span of two hundred years. The initial plan for demon cultivators was to double that. But no matter which kind of demon they tried to mimic, all attempts ended in failure. Countless geniuses poured their hearts and souls into it but failed to achieve the goal."
"This is not surprising; lifespan is proportional to cultivation level, a natural law of the universe," Yue'er smiled.
Lin Xuan was stunned. Could it be that true wisdom lies in simplicity? Despite her usually dim-witted appearance, Yue'er had just revealed the truth with one sentence.
This understanding only came to light ten thousand years later when some demon cultivators finally realized it. Was it really that those who are involved are confused while those observing from the outside see clearly?