Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1250: Crushing Defeat

Translator: CinderTL

"A mere Divine Transformation Stage ant dares to interfere in our affairs! You’re courting death!"

Bi Xiaoyu’s gaze turned icy. Illuminated by the crimson formation diagram high above, her already hideous face twisted into an even more grotesque and terrifying visage, like a tormented demon from the Nine Nether Hells. The sight sent chills down one’s spine.

Instantly, one of the chains coiling toward Mu Tu broke off and shot directly at Song Wen.

Two crimson beams of light met the chain head-on.

The moment the chain touched the beams, it disintegrated into a scarlet mist.

The beams’ lingering force swept onward, obliterating the remaining chains with devastating ease.

With all the chains shattered, the crimson light vanished.

Song Wen’s intervention had indirectly saved Mu Tu’s life.

Mu Tu, both terrified and hopeful, cried out urgently, "Fellow Daoist Feng Xiao! Let’s join forces and eliminate this woman! Afterward, I’ll offer you the Gu Dao Treasure Canon, the Gu God Scripture, which can surely resolve your Gu worm crisis!"

Bi Xiaoyu’s expression flickered when she saw her chains destroyed. But upon hearing Mu Tu’s words, her face twisted with renewed malice. Her gaze burned with venomous hatred, as if she wished to flay him alive and tear out his bones.

The rigid scars on her face suddenly began to twitch violently, writhing like a swarm of centipedes gone mad.

Tiny fissures tore open along the edges of the scars, revealing raw, crimson flesh beneath, yet not a drop of blood spilled forth.

Even more horrifying, the writhing scars continued to spread down her neck, leaving raised, undulating trails beneath her skin, as if some living creature were crawling beneath the surface, extending all the way to her body concealed by clothing.

"Ah—!" Bi Xiaoyu screamed in agony.

Her abdomen suddenly bulged outward, swelling to the size of a woman nine months pregnant.

With a boom, her abdomen exploded, showering the area in a cloud of blood mist.

From within the crimson haze emerged a creature resembling a jellyfish.

This jellyfish was distinctly different from the previous nine.

Its entire body glowed blood-red, and it possessed nine long tentacles, each ending in a grotesque, fleshy flower-like appendage. These pulsating, mouth-like structures dripped with a viscous, purplish-black venom.

Though it takes time to describe, the jellyfish’s emergence occurred in a mere instant.

Seeing this, Mu Tu’s expression grew increasingly panicked.

"Fellow Daoist Feng, be careful! This is the mother gu of the Bloodcry Mother-Child Gu. With its addition, the formation diagram’s power will increase severalfold. Quickly use that ocular technique you used earlier to break through the diagram. Otherwise, once it establishes a connection with the formation..."

Before Mu Tu could finish speaking, nine transparent blades had already reached within a few dozen feet of the mother gu.

Bi Xiaoyu’s pupils constricted slightly, a flicker of panic flashing in her eyes.

Seemingly lacking any means to defend against divine sense attacks, she parted her lips slightly, and several strangely shaped gu insects suddenly flew from her mouth.

The gu insects, fearless in the face of death, swarmed toward the nine transparent blades.

However, these gu were too weak. Even at the cost of their soul scattering and spirit vanishing, they failed to stop the transparent blades. Only six of the blades lost a fraction of their power after piercing through the insects’ bodies.

All nine blades plunged into the mother gu’s flesh.

The mother gu’s body trembled violently, its nine tails thrashing wildly as if enduring unimaginable agony.

The crimson pillar of light that had been surging from its body toward the formation diagram above vanished without a trace.

A surge of blood sea erupted beneath Song Wen’s feet.

The blood sea instantly expanded to cover tens of miles, then coalesced into a colossal tidal wave that crashed toward Mu Tu and Bi Xiaoyu.

Song Wen had disregarded Mu Tu’s instructions to attack the formation diagram. This was because the barrier formed by the diagram concealed fluctuations in Spiritual Qi, functioning similarly to a concealment formation.

This location, being so close to Great Tan City, was actually advantageous for Song Wen, thanks to the formation diagram concealing his aura.

This was why he dared to use the Blood Sea Seal.

After witnessing the mother gu’s soul being wounded, Bi Xiaoyu seemed to have exhausted her strategies, simply watching helplessly as the blood sea surged toward her.

In contrast, Mu Tu paled when he realized he was also within the attack range, hastily summoning an ancient bronze mirror.

The mirror’s surface glowed with an eerie green light, and at the moment the blood sea struck, it transformed into a massive bell, enveloping Mu Tu in its protective embrace.

"Fellow Daoist Feng! What is the meaning of this?"

With a deafening roar, the crimson sea collided forcefully with the bell.

The bell’s surface instantly webbed with countless fine cracks before it was pulverized into fragments.

Swept away by the scarlet torrent, both Bi Xiaoyu and Mu Tu vanished.

At the same moment, the nine dark blue jellyfish that had encircled the area ceased their bombardment of scarlet light beams from their tentacle crystals.

The formation diagram suspended above began to ripple as if disturbed by a gentle breeze upon a lake's surface.

In the very next instant, the diagram dissipated, vanishing into thin air.

Nine crimson tentacles extended from the blood sea, ensnaring each of the dark blue jellyfish and dragging them into its depths.

Without any hesitation, Song Wen made a swift escape.

The blood sea then surged rapidly into Song Wen's body.

Once the blood sea had completely receded, Bi Xiaoyu, Mu Tu, and the ten Bloodcry Mother-Child Gu were nowhere to be found. Only two storage rings and a palm-sized gu cauldron remained.

Song Wen secreted the storage rings and the gu cauldron into his sleeves, and his figure rapidly disappeared from sight.

Precisely as Song Wen had anticipated, two individuals arrived in a flash moments after his departure. Clad in the distinctive robes of the Spirit Jade Palace, they bore witness to the scene.

However, their cultivation levels were only at the early-stage Void Refinement and late Divine Transformation realms.

Following a cursory examination, the pair exchanged looks of grave concern and promptly turned back towards Great Tan City.

While the Spirit Jade Palace indeed housed cultivators at the Body Integration and Great Ascension stages, these individuals were not so lowly as to personally investigate every minor disturbance.

Song Wen traveled over a million li, and upon confirming the absence of any pursuers, he concealed his aura, revealing only his Foundation Establishment Stage cultivation. He then landed discreetly in a small market town.

This market was modest in size, primarily frequented by low-level rogue cultivators, with merely a handful of Nascent Soul Stage practitioners in attendance.

Even though dawn had yet to break, the market was already alive with activity.

Some were in the process of setting up their stalls, others were heading towards the Spirit Fields situated just outside the town, and a few ventured into the distant mountains, known for their infestment of demon beasts.

For rogue cultivators who lacked proficiencies such as Pill Refinement, mastery of formations, or the crafting of talismans, the acquisition of spirit stones presented a formidable and perilous undertaking. Every available path was either agonizingly arduous or riddled with inherent danger.

Song Wen casually entered a wine shop, where he found two Qi Refining Stage rogue cultivators already engaged in their meal.

Cultivators at the Qi Refining Stage were not yet capable of sustaining themselves solely on spiritual energy. To replenish their vitality, they resorted to either consuming Bigu pills or partaking in regular meals, much like mortals.

Securing an empty table, Song Wen ordered some food and then submerged his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness.

Within the depths of his Sea of Consciousness,

Bi Xiaoyu and Mu Tu's divine souls were held captive by the suppressing force of the Sea of Consciousness Black Hole, rendering them completely immobile.

It was at this precise juncture that Song Wen discerned the striking disparity between Bi Xiaoyu’s divine soul and her physical manifestation.

Firstly, her soul presented a significantly younger visage, appearing to be in her early thirties. Secondly, her soul bore no trace of the rigid scars that disfigured her face, revealing an unexpectedly delicate and refined appearance.

It was abundantly clear that the disfigured state of her physical form was inextricably linked to her practices in Gu cultivation.