Record of a Demon's Cultivation - Chapter 98: An Old Acquaintance

Chapter 98: An Old Acquaintance

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Song Wen had custom-made two jade boxes for storing spiritual herbs.

These jade boxes were each one inch in length and width, with enough space to hold a Heavenly Spirit Fruit, which was about the size of a walnut.

Song Wen’s plan was to:

Swallow the two jade boxes and use the Black Insect Talisman to guide them into the left and right atria of his heart.

The blood in his heart would then cover the jade boxes, masking their presence and that of the Heavenly Spirit Fruit. By controlling the aura with his body, he would completely obscure the aura of the blood and the jade boxes.

This way, it would be very difficult for the inspecting elders to detect the presence of the jade boxes.

Although this plan sounded simple, implementing it was extremely difficult.

The heart is one of the most crucial organs in the human body, second only to the brain. Any disruption to the heart could mean death.

Fortunately, with the help of the Black Gu, Song Wen could seal any cracks in his heart.

Moreover, Song Wen had a large amount of blood stored in his body. The blood loss from the heart wouldn’t threaten his life.

To test the feasibility of the plan, Song Wen had already tried placing the two jade boxes inside the atria.

This experiment had been very painful for Song Wen. At the moment the heart was pierced, it felt as if his heart had been squeezed and exploded, causing excruciating pain that overwhelmed his entire body, leaving him unable to summon any spiritual energy or strength.

Fortunately, the Black Gu helped him seal the heart quickly.

After gradually adapting to the pain in his heart, Song Wen had used his spiritual awareness to confirm that it was difficult to detect the jade boxes inside his heart.

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The square soon gathered a crowd of several dozen people.

Among them, only a small portion were willing to enter the Withered Blood Secret Realm. Most were there to watch the excitement. If they discovered that their enemies were entering the secret realm, they could return and celebrate. With a survival rate of barely ten percent, entering the secret realm was almost as good as dying.

The square quickly became noisy with discussions.

“Silence!”

Ten elders of Foundation Establishment descended from the sky, standing in mid-air on various magical tools.

A burly man with thick brows and a beard spoke loudly.

“I am Elder Jiao Du from the Law Enforcement Hall, overseeing this secret realm expedition. Those who voluntarily participate, step forward.”

“Those who are here to watch, step back.”

Instantly, the noisy crowd quieted down, and people began to move.

After a moment, the crowd on the square was divided into two groups, with only a few dozen people in the front group.

Jiao Du glanced at the crowd below. There were only seventy-eight volunteers to enter the secret realm.

He looked at an old, stooped man behind him. Seeing the old man’s lack of reaction, he continued.

“Bring the airship closer!”

In the distance, a giant airship, a hundred meters long, flew toward them.

On the airship, shadows of people could be seen moving.

Soon, the airship hovered above the square.

“Board the ship!” Jiao Du commanded loudly.

The seventy-eight disciples performed their flying techniques and boarded the airship.

Among them, Song Wen spotted several familiar faces.

The first was Wu Xiu, who had a grudge against him.

Wu Xiu’s cultivation was at the sixth layer of Qi Refining, and with only four months left before the deadline for their entry, Wu Xiu needed to advance to the seventh layer of Qi Refining within these four months to have any hope of Foundation Establishment. Therefore, he took the risk of entering the Withered Blood Secret Realm.

Wu Xiu also noticed Song Wen, but merely glanced at him before turning away.

In these few years, his experiences in the Corpse Demon Sect had matured him significantly. He was no longer the reckless young man he once was and wouldn’t easily make enemies.

Another person was Wu Sui, who had crossed paths with Song Wen in the Corpse Cave. He was the grandson of the Yin Demon Hall Master and a direct disciple of the Corpse Demon Sect.

There was also someone Song Wen hadn’t expected to see.

It was the strikingly dressed woman he had met when purchasing the Ghost Head Shield at the market.

Initially, Song Wen’s biggest impression of her was her seductive yet inexperienced demeanor.

In just a few years, her youthful aura had completely vanished, replaced by maturity, sensuality, and charm, with a hint of worldly allure.

Her transformation was dramatic, and he could only wonder what experiences she had gone through.

She was dressed in a low-cut palace dress, with her chest revealing a deep cleavage. The slit in her skirt reached nearly to her waist, and the delicate, short undergarments were occasionally visible as a light breeze blew, captivating all who saw.

At this moment, the alluring woman was standing in the center of the large ship, chatting and laughing with Wu Sui.

Every movement, every frown, and every smile from the woman was captivating and soul-stirring.

Her enchanting laughter, along with the seductive smile like a blooming lotus, made her the center of attention on the airship with her ample and voluptuous chest and her elegantly exposed long, slender legs.

Even some Foundation Establishment elders were secretly observing her.

However, no one dared to approach and disturb her and Wu Sui’s conversation.

The reason was simple: it was due to their identities.

Like Wu Sui, the woman was also dressed in the attire of a direct disciple, which meant they both had a powerful figure backing them.

While seeing the charming woman and Wu Sui wasn’t the most surprising thing to Song Wen, what shocked him most was the woman standing right in front of him.

She was a stout, heavily built woman, nearly two and a half meters tall, who specialized in corpse dissection.

At that moment, she was staring intently at Song Wen.

“Ji Yin Junior Brother, you’re also going to the Withered Blood Secret Realm? It’s very dangerous there, not something a Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivator like you should venture into.”

The woman’s tone was concerned.

Song Wen couldn’t help but feel a shiver. He had never interacted with this woman before, so there was no personal connection between them.

He didn’t even know her name.

Why was she suddenly showing such concern for his safety?

Song Wen twitched his lips and awkwardly said, “Senior Sister, may I ask your name?”

The woman replied with a hearty tone, “Junior Brother, don’t be so formal. My name is Qiu Li; just call me Senior Sister Qiu.”

After introducing herself, Qiu Li continued.

“Junior Brother, you’re being foolish. You’re young and strong, and you’re quite handsome. Why would you wade into this murky water of the secret realm?”

“I’ve given you several hints, but you haven’t responded to any. If you had agreed to me, you wouldn’t be in this predicament.”

“But once you’re on the airship, there’s no turning back; otherwise, you’ll face severe punishment from the sect.”

“Don’t worry too much. After entering the secret realm, find a safe place to hide. Generally, areas without spiritual herbs won’t attract anyone.”

Seeing Song Wen remain silent, Qiu Li thought he was just shy. She wore a mysterious smile and continued.

“Ji Yin Junior Brother, if we both survive this time, agree to be with me. I promise you won’t have to worry about resources anymore, just focus on your cultivation.”

Her plump face was filled with a provocative smile, and her gaze was aggressively penetrating, as if she wanted to strip Song Wen bare.

Song Wen felt a wave of nausea.

If it weren’t for the many onlookers, Song Wen swore he would have killed her on the spot.

Although he was inwardly furious, Song Wen maintained a calm demeanor and showed no sign of dissatisfaction.

He simply said, “Senior Sister Qiu, please have some self-respect.”

“Ha!” Qiu Li sneered coldly.

Song Wen’s blatant rejection made her extremely displeased.

A Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivator was like a pig or a dog in front of her. It was a privilege for him to be noticed by her, and he should be begging for her favor and licking her toes.

How dare he refuse her? Was he seeking death?

“Ridiculous. A Qi Refining Fifth Layer cultivator, and you dare talk about self-respect with me?”

“You won’t escape from my grasp.”

After saying that, Qiu Li glanced at Song Wen’s waist and lower abdomen for a while with a peculiar smile before turning and leaving.

Song Wen watched Qiu Li’s departing figure, shocked by her cultivation level—she was actually at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining.

Moreover, her entire body exuded a vigorous aura, like a dragon or tiger, suggesting that she was practicing a body-refining technique.

“Perhaps her obesity is related to the technique she practices,” Song Wen thought.

Once he had shaken off Qiu Li, Song Wen’s gaze wandered around the ship.

He noticed that there were not just the seventy-eight of them on the airship. Before they boarded, there had already been a group of around ten people on the ship.

These people were all dressed in the outer sect disciple attire of the Corpse Demon Sect, but they emitted different auras—some practiced ghost cultivation, some corpse cultivation, and some practiced poison arts.

“These people must be from the subordinate families of the Corpse Demon Sect,” Song Wen deduced in his mind.

The large ship gradually accelerated and sped toward the distance, soon disappearing into the horizon.

(End of the Chapter)

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