Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 645: Threat

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Mi He’s tall figure appeared beside Lei Yue.

She wore a deep blue robe, her long hair simply tied up with a wooden hairpin, revealing a graceful face.

"Mi He, my friend, you arrived just in time. Please help me and kill the person in the lake," Lei Yue said loudly.

Mi He glanced at the blood-red lake, not rushing to take action. Instead, she asked with a look of confusion.

"Demon cultivator? I haven’t heard of any new Nascent Soul cultivators in the Demon sect."

Lei Yue replied, "He should be a rogue cultivator."

"A rogue cultivator can advance to the Nascent Soul stage?" Mi He said, somewhat surprised.

She was concerned that Song Wen might be from a large Demon sect, and didn’t want to make an enemy of him too hastily. frёewebnoѵēl.com

"Would a sect have a newly promoted Nascent Soul cultivator without holding a grand ascension ceremony to boost its prestige? This person’s face is unfamiliar, and I’ve never seen him before. If he’s not a rogue cultivator, then what could he be?" Lei Yue said.

Hearing this, Mi He still did not act immediately.

She raised her voice, calling toward the lake.

"Friend in the lake, I am Mi He, a Nascent Soul cultivator from the Beast Master Sect. May I ask for your appearance?"

The blood-red water parted, and Song Wen’s figure appeared on the surface.

Seeing Song Wen actually show up, Mi He’s cold face revealed a hint of a smile.

"May I ask your name, friend?"

"Cui Huo," Song Wen replied.

"Cui Huo...?" Mi He furrowed her brows, pondering for a moment. "Forgive me, I’ve never heard of this name. Could it be that you really are a rogue cultivator, practicing alone?"

"I am indeed a rogue cultivator," Song Wen replied.

Hearing this, Mi He’s eyes revealed a trace of surprise.

A rogue cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage was something rarely heard of.

"Enemies are best resolved rather than left unresolved. May I ask what grudge you have with the Lei family? I am willing to mediate between you two," Mi He said.

Song Wen responded, "Thank you for your kind offer, but I have no grievance with the Lei family. I just wanted to obtain the scriptures and techniques of the Longevity Palace from Lei Yue, but Lei Yue refused, and that’s how the conflict started."

Mi He replied, "When we explored the Longevity Palace, it was Lei Yue and I who went together. I also have the scriptures and techniques from there. If you agree to one condition, I can hand them over to you."

"May I ask what condition?" Song Wen inquired.

"Join the Beast Master Sect," Mi He said.

Song Wen shook his head. "Thank you for your kindness, but I have no intention of joining any faction."

Seeing Song Wen’s firm attitude, a hint of coldness emerged in Mi He’s words.

"Won’t you reconsider? You may regret it later."

In the face of Mi He’s threat, a smile appeared at the corner of Song Wen’s mouth.

"If the two of you team up, I certainly wouldn’t stand a chance. But I do believe I have some skill in escape techniques. It won’t be easy for you to take my life."

"Hmph! You have quite the mouth on you. Let’s see where you can run!" Mi He said disdainfully.

She made a seal with her hand, and the flying sword shot straight at Song Wen.

At the same time, Lei Yue seized the opportunity to strike, his short spear turning into silver lightning as it attacked Song Wen.

Song Wen’s figure suddenly vanished into the lake, hidden beneath the blood tide.

Soon after, the blood in the lake quickly contracted, and within moments, it was reduced to only a few meters in size.

At that moment, the flying sword arrived.

The lake water was sliced by the sword light.

In an instant, the surface of the lake split apart, leaving a sword mark that stretched for miles, as if the lake itself had been torn apart.

The sword mark reached the bottom of the lake, revealing the unfathomable darkness beneath.

The short spear followed closely, and lightning erupted from the sword mark, instantly piercing into the towering walls of water on both sides.

The lake water, split by the sword light, surged violently under the impact of the lightning, and the two towering walls of water crashed into each other, sending monstrous waves into the air.

However, Lei Yue and Mi He were shocked to discover that their combined attack had missed.

Before the flying sword and short spear struck the surface of the lake, "Cui Huo" had already vanished, leaving only a cloud of blood mist.

Because the blood water had covered the scene earlier, the two didn’t realize when he had escaped.

"The Corpse Demon Sect’s Blood Escape Technique!"

Lei Yue and Mi He were startled, and they looked around in alarm.

In the distance, not far from the Lei family’s flying ship, a sudden blood mist surged out of nowhere, and Song Wen’s figure fell from the mist.

Song Wen raised his hand and tossed the Blood Sea Seal, transforming it into a vast blood tide that surged toward the flying ship.

Looking at the overwhelming blood waves, Lei Mingxu and the others were terrified. Before they could react, they were swallowed by the blood tide along with the ship.

As the blood waves churned, numerous small fragments of flying ships fell out, plummeting toward the lake below.

Suddenly, a blood-red tentacle emerged from the blood tide, wrapping around a person—Lei Mingxu.

Lei Mingxu was dragged by the tentacle and brought before Song Wen.

His body twisted and struggled, but he despairingly realized that his cultivation had been firmly sealed, and he couldn’t muster any power.

"Cui Huo, release my clansman, and I will allow you to leave unharmed," Lei Yue said angrily from a distance.

Song Wen did not respond to Lei Yue but instead smiled faintly at Lei Mingxu.

"You killed my Gu! How should you compensate for that?"

Lei Mingxu’s face turned pale, his eyes filled with terror.

"Senior... Senior, whatever compensation you want, I can give it to you, just spare my life."

"Hehehe... Is that so? Then you can pay with your flesh and soul," Song Wen said, his face revealing a sinister smile.

"No... no..."

The tentacle suddenly tightened, and Lei Mingxu’s body exploded, transforming into a mist of blood.

The tentacle twisted upward, drawing both the blood mist and Lei Mingxu’s soul into the blood tide.

"Cui Huo, you’re seeking death!" Lei Yue roared with fury, the lightning on his short spear flashing as he aimed it at Song Wen.

Suddenly, seven more tentacles shot out of the blood tide, each wrapping around a member of the Lei family.

These seven people formed a human shield in front of Song Wen.

Lei Yue hesitated, his lightning-drenched short spear slowly retracting.

He had brought seven Golden Core cultivators with him, nearly half of the Lei family’s Golden Core strength. If all seven were killed here, it would deal a heavy blow to the Lei family’s power.

"Cui Huo, as long as you release them, both I and my friend Mi He will not pursue you," Lei Yue said.

Song Wen sneered, "Lei Yue, it seems you haven’t seen the situation clearly. If you want your people to survive, hand over the scriptures and techniques from the Longevity Palace. The scriptures and techniques can be copied, so it won’t cost you anything."

"Cui Huo, you don’t need to bluff. The escape technique you just used is the Corpse Demon Sect’s Blood Escape Technique, which costs your own blood essence. You must be low on blood now, and cannot use it again. With me and Mi He here, you won’t escape," Lei Yue said.

(End of the Chapter)

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