Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 558: The Concubine Delivered to Your Door

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Chapter 558 - The Concubine Delivered to Your Door

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Xing Mo was desperate to save his daughter, and he urged his escape technique to its maximum speed, moving so fast that Song Wen, who was stealthily following in the dense forest, couldn't keep up.

Helpless, Song Wen had no choice but to find a concealed spot and use the Blood Escape Technique, crossing a distance of over two hundred li in the blink of an eye.

Even so, Song Wen was still tens of li behind Xing Mo.

"Stop. I'm in the valley behind you, thirty li away," Song Wen transmitted.

Xing Mo halted, turned, and flew towards the valley.

"Where is my daughter?"

When Xing Mo saw that only Song Wen had appeared, he asked sharply.

"She is not here."

"Where is she?"

Xing Mo's face grew tense, his expression showing clear concern for his daughter's safety, as if afraid that Song Wen had harmed her.

"Don't worry. She is fine. Follow me, I'll take you to her."

Song Wen flew up and, after traveling a hundred li to the east, arrived above a small stream.

Xing Shan was lying on a large stone by the stream, still unconscious.

Seeing that his daughter was unharmed, Xing Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

He raised his hand and threw a jade vial.

"This is the Saintly Spirit Pill you wanted. When will you release my daughter?"

"As long as the Saintly Spirit Pill is fine, I will naturally allow both you and your daughter to leave safely," Song Wen responded.

Song Wen did not immediately take the jade vial with his hands, instead using his spiritual power to levitate the vial and keep it a hundred li away.

After opening the vial and confirming there was no danger, Song Wen then brought it closer into his hands.

Inside the vial was a single pill, about the size of a pigeon's egg. It was a deep crimson color, with grayish-white vapors swirling around it, giving it a highly mystical appearance.

Song Wen's face immediately turned cold, and his eyes flashed with a sharp killing intent.

"You dare trick me with a fake pill?"

The murderous intent exuding from Song Wen was so palpable that the surrounding air seemed to freeze.

"This pill was taken from the Xing family's treasure vault, how could it possibly be fake?" Xing Mo quickly explained, seemingly unaware that there was anything wrong with the Saintly Spirit Pill.

Song Wen poured the pill from the jade vial, pinching it between his fingers.

"Though this pill's appearance is somewhat similar to the Saintly Spirit Pill, it lacks the unique spiritual aura that only the Saintly Spirit Pill possesses!"

A trace of panic flickered in Xing Mo's eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

"Fellow cultivator, there's no need to deceive me. This is indeed the Saintly Spirit Pill."

Song Wen smiled coldly, his gaze as sharp as ice. "It seems you are truly loyal to the Xing family. To protect the family's interests, you would sacrifice your own life and your daughter's life."

Song Wen was so certain that the pill was fake because he had seen the true Saintly Spirit Pill before, as Shan Yue had once described its properties in detail to him.

Just as Xing Mo was about to say something, a sudden thunderous roar echoed through the sky.

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The earth trembled violently, shaking with the force of the sound.

Both Song Wen and Xing Mo turned their gaze toward Fang City.

The roar had come from Fang City.

Even though they were nearly three hundred li away, both Song Wen and Xing Mo could see a massive hurricane rampaging above the city.

The hurricane was like a towering pillar of heaven, standing firm between heaven and earth.

Its top soared into the clouds, with no end in sight.

Its bottom plunged directly into Fang City, spinning violently, tearing apart everything in its path and sucking it into the storm.

The entire sky above Fang City darkened as the hurricane ravaged the area.

The Roar of the Wind, the Tumult of the Clouds, Flying Sand and Flying Stones, and Houses Torn Apart.

The wind howled with fury, stirring the clouds, flying sand, and shattered buildings.

Countless cultivators, like tiny ants, were mercilessly swallowed by the hurricane.

"Who is responsible for this?"

Xing Mo, with an expression of disbelief, was also filled with an indescribable sorrow.

Fang City, the city where he had lived for decades, seemed like it would be destroyed in an instant.

"It seems the Xing family is in big trouble. The one attacking Fang City must be the great demon Feng Ying," Song Wen said, his eyes sharp as he gazed at the hurricane.

Within the winds, he could sense an extremely intense demonic aura.

Such a destructive wind-based technique could only be performed by Feng Ying. No other demon beast in the entire Chaotic Sea could perform such a devastating attack.

The appearance of Feng Ying in Fang City meant that Yuan Hao should also be there.

Xing Mo looked at Fang City, then turned his gaze toward Cloud Ridge Mountain.

At that moment, he began to worry about the safety of the two Nascent Soul ancestors of the Xing family.

If Feng Ying and Yuan Hao had already gone to Cloud Ridge Mountain, and now appeared in Fang City, he couldn't help but suspect that something had happened to the two Nascent Soul ancestors.

Xing Mo focused on Fang City for a long time. Suddenly, he flipped his hand, and a jade vial appeared.

"In this jade vial is the true Saintly Spirit Pill. If you want it, it's not impossible, but you must agree to one condition. Otherwise, even if everything is destroyed, I will destroy this pill."

Upon hearing this, Song Wen did not become angry but instead smiled.

At this point, he was certain that Xing Mo had truly taken the Saintly Spirit Pill from the Xing family's treasure vault.

"Brother Xing, please speak! As long as it's within my ability, I will do my best to fulfill your request."

Xing Mo pointed at the unconscious Xing Shan and said, "I want you to take my daughter as a concubine and ensure her safety for the next year."

Song Wen furrowed his brows, a look of surprise on his face.

He never imagined that Xing Mo would make such a request.

"Brother Xing, what are you saying?"

Xing Mo glanced at Fang City with a worried expression. The hurricane was still rampaging.

The two Nascent Soul ancestors of the Xing family had not yet appeared, leaving a sense of impending doom over the Xing family's future.

"It seems the Xing family is in grave danger. I hope you will take Xing Shan and leave Fang City Island," Xing Mo said.

"Why don't you escape with her yourself?" Song Wen asked, puzzled.

Xing Mo stared at Xing Shan, his gaze deep and serious, as if trying to engrave every detail of his daughter into his heart.

His eyes shone with intense reluctance, like the fading rays of the setting sun—warm yet tinged with sadness.

"My lifespan is short, and I can no longer protect her for long. Rather than die in a foreign land, I would rather use this remaining life to serve the Xing family."

Song Wen said, "Brother Xing, your courage is admirable, but Feng Ying and Yuan Hao are top-tier demon beasts. With your current strength, returning to Fang City would be like a moth flying into the flame."

Xing Mo replied, "You don't need to worry, fellow cultivator. My mind is made up. As long as you can protect Xing Shan for a year, this Saintly Spirit Pill will be yours."

Song Wen shook his head. "One year is too long. I cannot protect her for such a period. Please, Brother Xing, choose another condition."

"Then help her condense her Golden Core!" Xing Mo insisted.

"Are you joking?" Song Wen's voice suddenly turned cold. He no longer called him "Brother Xing."

According to Shan Yue, Xing Shan, at over thirty years old, still only had late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivation. This was the result of Xing Mo pouring vast amounts of resources into her cultivation.

If the Xing family remained intact, and Xing Shan continued to stay in the family, perhaps she would have a slim chance of forming a Golden Core.

However, once the family resources were no longer available, and without a great opportunity, it could be concluded that Xing Shan would never form a Golden Core in her lifetime.

"Don't worry, I've already prepared a Golden Core Pill for my daughter. I won't ask you for too many spirit stones," Xing Mo said.

Song Wen still shook his head.

(End of the Chapter)

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