Record of a Demon’s Cultivation

 

Translator: Cinder Translations

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With the Black Armored Bugs on alert more than ten miles away, Song Wen traveled along the river. In case of encountering insurmountable danger, he could immediately hide at the river's bottom, using the muddy current to conceal himself.

 

Since the demonic region was beyond the Tuo Cang Mountains with a higher terrain, following the river downstream would lead him out of the demonic domain and into the mundane realm controlled by righteous cultivators.

 

Less than half an hour later, Song Wen saw a small flying ship approaching from the sky, about several dozen miles away.

 

The ship was not large, measuring only about thirty-seven meters in length, and he could vaguely see figures moving on board.

 

Song Wen immediately retracted his aura and hid at the bottom of the river.

 

When the flying ship entered his spiritual sense range, Song Wen discovered that the highest cultivation level aboard was a Foundation Establishment early-stage cultivator, with more than a dozen others being Qi Refining late-stage cultivators.

 

These cultivators exuded pure spiritual energy and an overwhelming righteous aura.

 

They were a group of righteous cultivators moving away from the area controlled by the Corpse Demon Sect.

 

A glint of calculation flashed in Song Wen’s eyes as a plan formed in his mind.

 

He suppressed his demonic aura, stopped the flow of the “Corpse King Blood Refining Technique,” and began circulating the “Longevity Technique”!

 

Instantly!

 

The demonic aura dissipated from Song Wen’s body, and the corpse energy vanished, replaced by a righteous aura of heaven and earth.

 

Under the ample supply of spiritual energy over the years, his “Longevity Technique” had unintentionally advanced to the fourth layer of Qi Refining.

 

He also adjusted his aura to appear somewhat disheveled, as if he had been injured.

 

Changing into a set of casual cultivator’s clothes, Song Wen slowly emerged from the water and disguised himself as a young casual cultivator in his teens. He then lay on the riverbank, still wet.

 

The area was only about a thousand miles from the Corpse Demon Sect. A Foundation Establishment early-stage righteous cultivator, accompanied by a dozen or so Qi Refining stage cultivators, dared to appear openly.

 

This suggested only one thing.

 

The situation at the Corpse Demon Sect was extremely dire, and it was likely surrounded by the righteous sects.

 

The safest way to get away from this place now was to disguise himself as a righteous casual cultivator and board the righteous flying ship to leave.

 

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On the flying ship.

 

A young female cultivator, around seventeen or eighteen years old and with a beautiful appearance, suddenly let out a gasp.

 

“Look, there’s a person lying on the riverbank!”

 

The others on the ship followed the direction pointed out by the girl. The riverbank was quite open, and they could easily see a young casual cultivator lying on the riverbank.

 

Immediately, people began to discuss among themselves.

 

“What’s going on? Why the commotion?”

 

A stern voice of reprimand rang out, and the ship fell silent.

 

A middle-aged male cultivator emerged from the cabin, glaring discontentedly at the crowd.

 

It was clear that this male cultivator held significant authority among them, and everyone fell silent.

 

After a moment, the girl who had first spotted Song Wen mustered the courage to speak.

 

“Reporting to Elder Wu, on the riverbank several miles ahead, there lies a cultivator. We don’t know if they are dead or alive.”

 

Elder Wu’s expression remained cold as he stepped forward, approaching the ship’s railing and peering into the distance. Indeed, he saw a figure lying motionless on the riverbank several miles away.

 

He said sternly,

 

“This area is within the demonic domain. Although our righteous sects have eradicated the various demonic forces within thousands of miles, except for the Corpse Demon Sect, there may still be some stragglers. We must not be careless.”

 

After reprimanding his junior disciples, Elder Wu ordered the ship to slowly approach the riverbank.

 

When they were about a mile away from Song Wen, Elder Wu finally used his spiritual sense to check Song Wen’s condition.

 

A Qi Refining fourth-layer cultivator!

 

Song Wen had also suffered serious internal injuries, and the flow of spiritual energy within his body was sluggish and obstructed.

 

Why would a Qi Refining stage righteous cultivator be alone so close to the Corpse Demon Sect?

 

“Send two people down to bring him aboard the ship! Be careful,” Elder Wu commanded.

 

“Yes!”

 

Two late-stage Qi Refining male cultivators leaped from the ship and landed on the riverbank.

 

Soon, they carried the unconscious Song Wen onto the deck of the ship.

 

“Give him a healing elixir,” Elder Wu instructed.

 

An elixir was administered to Song Wen, and a stream of spiritual energy was injected to help refine the medicine.

 

After about fifteen minutes, Song Wen figured the elixir should have taken effect and slowly opened his eyes.

 

After adjusting to the direct sunlight and his weakened condition, Song Wen gradually spoke.

 

“Where am I?”

 

The male cultivator who had given him the elixir replied, “We are cultivators from the Profound Heaven Sword Sect. You fainted on the riverbank, and we were fortunate enough to rescue you.”

 

Profound Heaven Sword Sect!

 

Song Wen suddenly remembered that the red-clad woman Yan Yuyan was from this sect.

 

Struggling to get up from the deck, Song Wen’s expression became somewhat excited. He cupped his fists and said, “Thank you so much for saving my life, seniors. I Chen Feihe, am deeply grateful. The Profound Heaven Sword Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a great righteous sect. Time and again, you have come to the aid of a mere casual cultivator like myself. I am overwhelmed with gratitude and will certainly repay this great kindness.”

 

Elder Wu remained unmoved by Song Wen’s praise, his expression still cold as he fixed his gaze on Song Wen.

 

“Oh? You mean to say that you have been rescued by others from our Profound Heaven Sword Sect before?”

 

Song Wen nodded, looking up as if reminiscing, his face filled with reverence and gratitude.

 

“Half a month ago, I was captured by the Corpse Demon Sect’s demons, who intended to take me back to their sect to extract my blood and refine my soul into a living corpse. I thought I would be turned into an undead puppet, eternally enslaved and used.”

 

“But unexpectedly, we encountered a sword immortal from your esteemed sect on the way.”

 

At this point, Song Wen’s face was full of admiration and longing.

 

“That sword immortal appeared like a celestial maiden, dressed in red. With an elegant bearing and holding a snow-white long sword, with just a single strike, she slew several demonic cultivators and saved us ten or so casual cultivators.”

 

“That sword strike was like a startled swan, graceful as a swimming dragon, swift as lightning, and powerful as a collapsing sky. Truly an extraordinary sword move.”

 

Elder Wu’s expression remained skeptical as he asked solemnly, “You mean to say that you received assistance from our Profound Heaven Sword Sect’s Elder Yan Yuyan? When did this happen?”

 

Song Wen cupped his fists and responded, “It should have been three or four days ago.”

 

He then murmured to himself, “So that sword immortal senior is named Yan Yuyan.”

 

Elder Wu nodded, the timing matching.

 

Elder Yan had been severely injured three days ago and had indeed been active in this area a couple of days before that, casually rescuing a few casual cultivators, so it was reasonable.

 

“You said there were more than ten casual cultivators in your group. What about the others?”

 

Song Wen shook his head helplessly, his face growing increasingly sorrowful.

 

“After Elder Yan rescued us, she left. We intended to return to the righteous territory quickly, but we were ambushed by several demonic cultivators on the way. We were overwhelmed and could only scatter. In the chaos, I was gravely injured and fell into the river, losing consciousness.”

 

“I did not expect to be saved again by your esteemed sect. The rumors are true; the Profound Heaven Sword Sect is indeed a righteous sect that eradicates demons, supports the weak, and upholds justice.”

 

Under Song Wen’s flattery and convenient lies, Elder Wu’s suspicion gradually decreased. The Qi Refining cultivators on the ship, with less experience, fully believed Song Wen’s words.

 

After all, the righteous aura emanating from Song Wen was unmistakably genuine.

 

TL Note: If I could be half as shameless, I would be going places...

 

(End of the Chapter)

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