Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 699: Unworthy of a Cultivator

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Song Wen led Zhou Siyi and Fang Pengyi, moving swiftly.

As they traveled, Song Wen spoke,

"Master Fang, why did you request the method for breeding human-serpent hybrids from Senior Sister Zhou? What are your intentions?"

Although Song Wen had personally refined human-serpent corpses and fused them with ’Mystic Qi,’ he did not understand the exact purpose of this energy.

Trapped within the blood cocoon, Fang Pengyi was startled by the question.

Based on his assumption, the Nascent Soul cultivator who captured him should be the leader of the Asura Sect—Yin Shuo.

But why did Yin Shuo call him "Sect Master"?

He had been stripped of his title as Sect Master many years ago, and no one had referred to him by that title since.

Moreover, the other person even addressed Zhou Siyi as "Senior Sister."

Fang Pengyi immediately realized that this person might know both him and Zhou Siyi from the past.

His mind raced as he thought about how to survive.

"Senior, do you recognize me?"

"Sect Master Fang, it seems you are forgetful of old favors. You owe your rise to Sect Master of the Beast Master Sect to me," Song Wen said.

Fang Pengyi fell silent for a moment before speaking in a tone of disbelief.

"You... are you Wu Sheng?"

"Heh..." Song Wen chuckled softly. "It seems Sect Master Fang still remembers me."

"You’ve actually advanced to the Nascent Soul stage!" Fang Pengyi exclaimed in shock.

"Sect Master Fang, let’s not dwell on my cultivation. Answer me: why did you request the human-serpent breeding method? Otherwise, don’t blame me for being merciless," Song Wen said coldly.

"Senior, I’ll talk!" Fang Pengyi quickly replied, sensing a chance to survive.

"It’s Yan Yuyan of the Profound Heaven Sword Sect. She ordered me to steal the human-serpent breeding method from my sect."

"Profound Heaven Sword Sect?"

Song Wen immediately recalled the commotion at Donghua Market years ago when the He Huan Sect and Profound Heaven Sword Sect colluded to cause trouble, prompting Yang Yu to personally intervene.

Later, the He Huan Sect’s Fairy Lan Chen had also approached Song Wen to confirm the existence of Mystic Qi and inquire about alternative creatures to replace the human-serpents.

It now seemed that neither the He Huan Sect nor the Profound Heaven Sword Sect had found a substitute for the human-serpents.

"What exactly is the purpose of Mystic Qi?" Song Wen asked.

Fang Pengyi replied, "I’m just a lowly Golden Core cultivator. How could I know such secrets? Only the Nascent Soul cultivators of each sect might have this knowledge."

Song Wen pondered briefly before pulling Fang Pengyi closer, placing his right hand on Fang Pengyi’s head, and initiating a soul search.

As powerful soul energy surged into his sea of consciousness, Fang Pengyi instantly realized what Song Wen was doing.

However, trapped in the blood cocoon, he was unable to circulate his magic, let alone resist.

Fang Pengyi pleaded desperately, "Wu Sheng... no, Senior Ji Yin... Senior Yin Shuo, please spare me! I’ve told you everything!"

"Don’t worry. Soul searching won’t kill you," Song Wen said indifferently.

"No... no! Elder Zhou, please help me plead with Senior Yin Shuo!"

Fang Pengyi’s consciousness was gradually drowned by Song Wen’s soul energy.

Before long, the soul search concluded, and a trace of disappointment appeared on Song Wen’s face.

Perhaps Fang Pengyi truly didn’t know, or perhaps the relevant memories weren’t there. Either way, Song Wen did not find what he was looking for in Fang Pengyi’s mind.

The blood cocoon suddenly contracted, crushing Fang Pengyi—now mentally impaired from the soul search—into a pool of blood.

His soul and essence blood were absorbed by Song Wen through the tendrils formed by the Blood Sea Seal, leaving no trace.

Seeing Song Wen abruptly kill Fang Pengyi, Zhou Siyi asked,

"Junior Brother Ji Yin, did the soul search yield any important information?"

Song Wen shook his head slightly.

Zhou Siyi asked, "So what should we do next?"

Song Wen replied, "Does anyone else know about the transaction between you and Fang Pengyi?"

Zhou Siyi said, "Selling spirit herb seeds privately is a serious crime in all major sects, so Fang Pengyi shouldn’t have told anyone else."

Song Wen said, "In that case, let’s forget it. We’ll act as if nothing happened. Now, we’ll follow the original plan and go to the Pure Sea to catch the poisonous Dragons."

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While traveling through the clouds at high altitude, Song Wen suddenly noticed that below, there were occasional figures of cultivators appearing in midair, either riding swords or flying on boats.

Song Wen realized that ahead there must be a large market or district to attract so many cultivators.

But he didn’t know which market it was.

Song Wen decided to check it out.

He slowed down and descended, gradually flying lower.

Zhou Siyi, being pulled along by Song Wen’s magic, couldn’t help but ask,

"Junior Brother, what’s wrong?"

Song Wen replied, "There seems to be a market ahead, I want to take a look."

After hearing this, Zhou Siyi looked at him with a strange expression.

Song Wen, feeling somewhat uncomfortable under her gaze, asked,

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Zhou Siyi smiled lightly and said, "Nothing."

A short while later, they saw the market ahead.

The market was situated near a mountain and water, covering a large area.

The streets crisscrossed, with shops lining both sides, their colorful signs fluttering in the wind.

The streets were bustling with people, creating a lively atmosphere.

What caught their attention the most were several large and towering buildings scattered across the market.

These buildings shared the same name—He Huan Spring Night Tower.

Song Wen instantly recognized which market this was.

It was the Bliss City of the He Huan Sect!

Zhou Siyi said, "Junior Brother, you go ahead. I’ll wait for you outside the market."

Song Wen turned and looked at her, puzzled.

It seemed strange to him that she didn’t want to enter the city.

Zhou Siyi added, "Junior Brother, don’t worry. I don’t think badly of you. Nascent Soul cultivators are still human, and it’s normal to have needs."

Song Wen quickly understood and hurriedly said,

"Senior Sister, you misunderstood me. I didn’t come here for that purpose."

Zhou Siyi teased, "Junior Brother, it’s rare to come here, so if you want to go, go ahead. I’ve heard that Bliss City is a paradise for male cultivators. Any male cultivator must visit it at least once, or they’d be unworthy of being a cultivator."

Song Wen scratched his nose, about to activate his movement technique to leave.

But before he could, Zhou Siyi said again, "Junior Brother, you don’t have any hidden issues, do you? Is it because you practice the corpse cultivation technique and encountered problems?"

Song Wen was speechless and turned to look at Zhou Siyi, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Hahaha..."

Zhou Siyi covered her mouth and laughed softly.

"Alright, Junior Brother, I won’t tease you anymore. But seriously, you’re not going? I’ve heard that the dual cultivation techniques of the He Huan Sect are exquisite. If I were a male cultivator, I’d definitely want to try them."

Ignoring Zhou Siyi’s teasing, Song Wen changed direction and flew around Bliss City.

Bliss City was the territory of the He Huan Sect, and Song Wen had some entanglements with Fairy Lan Chen.

Unless necessary, it was better not to enter their domain proactively.

Song Wen always felt that although he had changed his aura and appearance, Lan Chen might still have a way to recognize him.

(End of the Chapter)

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