Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 462: The Pursuit of the Nascent Soul Cultivators

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"Stop!" Feng Ying suddenly shouted. "I'll give you the soul within the Sacred Demon's body."

Yin Shuo was about to speak, but Yuan Hao hurriedly said, "Feng Ying, what do you mean, making a deal with Yin Shuo? Have you forgotten how many demon clan members he has slaughtered?"

Feng Ying replied, "Yuan Hao, both of us are seriously injured and should not stay here much longer. It's better to leave quickly. As long as the green mountain remains, we need not worry about firewood."

Yuan Hao weighed the pros and cons in his mind and, though reluctant, finally said, "Fine, let's do as you say."

Yin Shuo's expression brightened. "Yuan Hao, you control the Xuan Yin Heavy Water and expose the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast's head. Let my Corpse Qi enter its body and force out its soul."

Following Yin Shuo's instructions, Yuan Hao manipulated the Xuan Yin Heavy Water, which slowly shifted, revealing the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast's head.

Immediately, the Corpse Qi poured into the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast's mouth and spread throughout its body.

Moments later.

A glowing sphere the size of a fist was forced out from the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast's mouth.

Inside the glowing sphere, a small figure could be seen.

The Corpse Qi wrapped around the glowing sphere and brought it before Yin Shuo.

"Senior Xu Geng, in the end, you've fallen into my hands."

"Do you know the name of the venerable?" a voice came from within the glowing sphere.

"This is a given. Many of the inheritances of the Nether Shrine have fallen into the hands of my Wu Ji Island," Yin Shuo said with a smile.

"It seems you're after the venerable. What do you want from him?"

"These matters can be discussed in detail once we reach Wu Ji Island."

Yin Shuo took out a soul bottle and sealed the glowing sphere inside it.

"Farewell, both of you," Yin Shuo said, cupping his hands to the two demons.

With that, he turned and sped off into the distance.

Feng Ying and Yuan Hao stored the Wind Thunder Golden Eye Beast's body and headed towards the sea.

...

Meanwhile, on Song Wen's side.

After being transported to the valley, he noticed that several Nascent Soul cultivators were each acting on their own, completely unaware of the Golden Core cultivators like him.

Song Wen felt somewhat relieved. He immediately used Thunder Escape to head out of the valley.

"Thief, don't try to escape!"

It was Xing Yixuan who had noticed Song Wen.

She activated her movement technique and chased after him. At the same time, she waved the Flag of Waves, summoning several torrents that rushed toward Song Wen.

Song Wen felt a little helpless.

This woman had targeted him again!

As he was thinking of an escape plan, he saw a blood-colored token falling from the sky not far ahead.

Song Wen's expression changed slightly. The blood-colored token descending was nearly identical to the ones he had previously received, which were related to the Divine Blood Gate.

With Xing Yixuan relentlessly pursuing him and the potential return of the Jing family's Nascent Soul cultivators, the situation was becoming dire. It seemed that now was not the time to covet treasures.

Song Wen considered ignoring the blood-colored token, but in the blink of an eye, he came up with a plan to draw attention away from him.

The Shadow Gu flew out, heading for the blood-colored token in mid-air.

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After seizing the token, it flew toward the east, diverging from the northern direction Song Wen was fleeing toward.

If Xing Yixuan was interested in the secret realm's treasures, the Shadow Gu might just lead her away.

However, to Song Wen's disappointment, it seemed that Xing Yixuan had a deep obsession with the Heavenly Spirit Pill. Perhaps, due to her repeated failure to kill him, her hatred for Song Wen had intensified.

Xing Yixuan didn't even spare a glance at the Shadow Gu. She continued to chase after Song Wen.

At the same time, she activated the Flag of Waves again, summoning torrents to wash toward him.

Seeing the torrents behind him and Xing Yixuan growing closer, Song Wen's brow furrowed, and three transparent sharp blades suddenly appeared in the center of his forehead.

The sharp blades swerved around Song Wen and then shot out at high speed, aiming at the pursuing Xing Yixuan.

After advancing to the later stage of the Golden Core, Song Wen's spiritual awareness had increased, and the number of "Focused Spirit Stab" he could control had grown to three.

At the same time, he slowed his speed and allowed the torrents to engulf him.

Several torrents immediately swallowed his figure, but in the violent tearing of the waves, Song Wen was torn apart.

On the other side, when Xing Yixuan saw the three sharp blades coming toward her, a hint of fear flashed in her eyes.

She had never imagined that Song Wen possessed the "Focused Spirit Stab" technique and had even consumed the Heavenly Spirit Pill, advancing to the second level of the technique.

Immediately, her expression became somewhat flustered, and she quickly activated the Beast Bone Artifact to protect her sea of consciousness.

The three spirit blades, emitted by the Beast Bone, intercepted two of the blades, and the remaining one had its power greatly diminished, failing to cause any harm to Xing Yixuan's sea of consciousness.

With the crisis averted, Xing Yixuan turned her head and happened to see Song Wen being torn apart by the torrents.

Xing Yixuan's face showed a flash of joy, but this expression quickly disappeared, replaced by deep suspicion.

Given Song Wen's earlier tactics, how could he possibly be killed so easily?

Xing Yixuan's mind moved, and the torrents receded.

But where was Song Wen's figure?

All that remained was a corpse, shredded into pieces!

Xing Yixuan's heart burned with anger, mixed with shock.

"This person has created so many death substitutes, doesn't he fear soul damage? Could he have a method to refine his soul?"

Just from what she had seen with her own eyes, Song Wen had already used two death substitutes.

Xing Yixuan, furious and alarmed, did not give up. She extended her spiritual sense and swept the area.

She discovered that Song Wen had already escaped to more than ten miles east, next to the blood-colored token and the bug.

Just as Xing Yixuan was about to chase eastward, she sensed that after Song Wen had put away the bug, his figure exploded into a cloud of blood mist, vanishing from her perception.

Her anger flared, and she shot into the air, gazing eastward.

Subconsciously, she believed that Song Wen must have fled east.

The eastern forest was dense, with no sign of blood mist.

However, the reality was the exact opposite of her guess.

Around one hundred and ten miles west of the valley, at the foot of a mountain, Song Wen's figure suddenly reappeared.

Song Wen took out two jade bottles, consumed the blood essence inside, and once again used the Blood Escape Technique.

When he reappeared, he was three hundred and fifty miles west, standing in a small canyon.

At this moment, the value of the map Song Wen had bought was finally realized.

Song Wen was familiar with the terrain around Fang City, able to quickly recall secluded spots in his mind, using the terrain and dense forests to cover his use of the Blood Escape Technique and the resulting blood mist.

After consuming two more bottles of blood essence, he quickly changed his appearance to disguise himself as an elderly man.

He then suppressed his aura and continued moving west through the forest.

A thousand miles to the west was Fang City, where many scattered cultivators resided. As long as he blended in, even if Xing Yixuan or the entire Xing family came after him, they wouldn't find him.

About fifteen minutes later, Song Wen arrived at a mountain peak three hundred miles outside Fang City.

Here, many scattered cultivators frequently passed by.

He adjusted his breath to conceal his cultivation at the late stage of Qi Refining, took out a flying boat, and slowly headed toward Fang City.

As for Xing Yixuan, Song Wen had not encountered her again. Perhaps she was still searching in some distant location over a thousand miles away.

Entering Fang City, the sky had already darkened.

By this time, the Spellcraft Gathering had already concluded, but there were still many foreign cultivators in the city.

On the edge of the southern district of Fang City, Song Wen found a cheap cultivator's inn and checked in.

In the middle of the night.

While meditating in his room, Song Wen suddenly sensed a vast spiritual awareness descending.

This spiritual sense seemed to be searching for something, sweeping through quickly without pausing.

"This is the spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator! Could it be coming for me? The Xing family must be trying to find the killer of Xing Li Ren!"

Song Wen speculated silently in his mind.

He suddenly stood up, his face showing shock as he looked at the sky.

It wasn't that he was overreacting—the spiritual sense had been completely exposed, and all the cultivators in the inn had felt its presence. They were all stunned, looking up at the sky in astonishment.

If he didn't react, it would seem odd.

That night, Fang City was far from peaceful.

The spiritual sense repeatedly swept through the entire southern district.

Perhaps it had discovered something, as several battles broke out.

However, the strength difference between the two sides was immense, and the battles ended quickly.

(End of the Chapter)

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