Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1275: Heavenly Net Wind-Binding Formation

Translator: CinderTL

"Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, you certainly didn’t say that in front of Fellow Daoist Hong Yi," Xue Cong remarked with a smile. "Back then, you insisted there was no specific objective for this expedition."

"Those were just casual remarks, fellow daoist. Why take them so seriously?" Song Wen replied.

At this moment, the female cultivator from the Profound Sky Sect interjected, "If you’ve ’gained little,’ then you must have gained something. How much Pure Origin Heavenly Dew did you obtain?"

Song Wen’s gaze shifted to the female cultivator. Instead of answering, he asked, "May I inquire as to your esteemed name?"

"Leng Zhi of the Profound Sky Sect," she replied.

"Fellow Daoist Leng Zhi, it’s an honor to meet you," Song Wen said politely before turning to the male cultivator from Myriad Swords Pavilion. "And what should I call you, fellow daoist?"

"Heng Ziping," the man replied, then countered, "Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, you still haven’t answered Fellow Daoist Leng Zhi’s question."

"To my shame, I’ve only managed to obtain a single drop of Pure Origin Heavenly Dew so far. What about the three of you?" Song Wen asked.

"Just one drop?" Heng Ziping scrutinized Song Wen, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Leng Zhi glanced at Song Wen but offered no further response, as if she disdained such a meager amount of Pure Origin Heavenly Dew or considered it a waste of breath to engage with him.

Only Xue Cong spoke up, "Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, obtaining even a single drop of Pure Origin Heavenly Dew is an extraordinary stroke of luck. I haven’t managed to get even one."

"Oh, really?" Song Wen replied, his expression calm.

He had deliberately mentioned his own Pure Origin Heavenly Dew to gauge whether the others possessed any, and if so, how much.

From their reactions, it seemed Heng Ziping and Leng Zhi likely had some, though the exact quantities remained unclear.

Xue Cong, however, was more difficult to assess.

Song Wen swiftly changed the subject, asking, "The three of you have been guarding this place. Could there be some hidden mechanism here?"

Heng Ziping answered, "Fellow Daoist, why ask what you already know? The four of us came here solely to enter the Gale Qi Abyss and seek Pure Origin Heavenly Dew. But the abyss’s gales are ferocious, and the situation is unclear. Who would dare rush in blindly? We’ve been forced to remain here, pondering how to enter the abyss safely."

"Perhaps we could find an area where the gales are relatively weaker and enter the abyss there?" Song Wen suggested.

"Stop daydreaming," Leng Zhi retorted. "The gales in the entire abyss are uniform; there’s no such thing as a ’weaker’ spot. I arrived here three days before you and have already thoroughly surveyed the abyss multiple times."

"In that case," Song Wen asked, "Fellow Daoist Leng Zhi, would you mind sharing what you’ve learned about the Gale Qi Abyss?"

Leng Zhi explained, "The entire Abyss forms a circular ring, spanning approximately four hundred thousand li. Every half-hour or so, the gale shifts direction, alternating between inhaling and exhaling. I once risked entering when the gang qi was erupting outward. While my strength allowed me to protect myself within the gale, I couldn’t withstand its immense force and was eventually hurled high into the sky. If we enter while the gale is surging into the Abyss, we’ll inevitably be swept down to its depths. At that point, the slightest misstep could shatter our bones."

"But... after finally entering the Turbid Spirit Realm and enduring countless hardships to reach this place, are we really going to leave empty-handed?" Xue Cong asked, his voice tinged with reluctance.

"With a treasure mountain before us, how could we possibly leave empty-handed?" Heng Ziping retorted. "If we miss this opportunity, we may never again have a chance to obtain the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew. I propose that the four of us join forces to explore the Abyss together."

"But if we succeed in finding the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew, how will we divide it among us?" Xue Cong pressed.

"Naturally, each will claim what they earn through their own abilities," Heng Ziping replied matter-of-factly.

Xue Cong frowned slightly but remained silent, his gaze shifting to Song Wen.

Song Wen, Leng Zhi, and Heng Ziping had all revealed cultivation realms at the peak of Void Refinement, while Xue Cong alone was at the late-stage of Void Refinement—the lowest among them.

Moreover, both Leng Zhi and Heng Ziping hailed from prestigious sects, their cultivation techniques and artifacts undoubtedly surpassing those of Xue Cong, a mere cultivator from a medium-sized clan. Should they succeed in obtaining the Pure Origin Heavenly Dew, his chances against them would be slim, and they might even cast him aside like a disposable tool.

The most prudent course of action was to establish an alliance with Gou Jun.

With such a pact, even if he could not contend with Leng Zhi and Heng Ziping, his very survival would be secured.

Considering Gou Jun was but a rogue cultivator, an agreement with Xue Cong’s proposal seemed highly probable.

As Xue Cong meticulously deliberated his options, Song Wen interjected.

"Fellow Daoist Heng’s counsel holds merit. However, wouldn’t venturing into the Abyss with such haste be excessively perilous?"

Leng Zhi responded, "I possess the Heavenly Net Wind-Binding Formation. This artifact can withstand the gale and requires precisely four cultivators for activation. Furthermore, we can time our entry into the Abyss with the outward surge of the gale. Should any peril arise, we can leverage the wind’s momentum for a swift retreat. What are your thoughts, the three of you?"

"Forgive my ignorance, but I confess I haven't encountered the Heavenly Net Wind-Binding Formation before," Heng Ziping stated. "Fellow Daoist Leng Zhi, would you be so kind as to demonstrate the formation, allowing us to expand our understanding?"

"Certainly."

Leng Zhi moved her hand, revealing four array disks—three diminutive ones and one larger version. She then bestowed the three smaller disks upon Song Wen, Xue Cong, and Heng Ziping.

Song Wen accepted one of the array disks and probed it with his divine sense. He quickly discerned that the disk functioned much like a jade slip, containing an exhaustive record of the Heavenly Net Wind-Binding Formation's capabilities and operational protocols.

According to the disk's recorded data, the formation’s principal function was to counteract gales and diminish their force.

"If you possessed this formation, esteemed daoist, why did you not reveal it earlier, or simply proceed alone?" Heng Ziping inquired, his suspicion towards Leng Zhi palpable.

As he spoke, his gaze flickered towards the four Divine Transformation Stage cultivators stationed nearby. Each of them belonged to the Profound Sky Sect, individuals capable of coordinating with Leng Zhi in the formation's operation.

Leng Zhi replied, "Although my four sect disciples are present, their cultivation levels are somewhat insufficient. Should they operate the three supplementary array disks, they could likely manifest merely twenty to thirty percent of the formation's true efficacy. The Gale Qi Abyss is notoriously perilous; I would not dare to attempt it without adequate preparation."

Heng Ziping offered a nod, remaining silent thereafter. It was ambiguous whether he accepted Leng Zhi’s explanation or simply found further debate futile.

Leng Zhi continued, "The operational procedures for the Heavenly Net Wind-Binding Formation are not overly intricate. I am confident that the three of you, fellow daoists, can master them within a few hours. Might I suggest we commence our journey early tomorrow morning?"

"I have no objections," Song Wen confirmed.

Heng Ziping and Xue Cong both assented to Leng Zhi’s proposal with nods.

Song Wen, array disk in hand, moved towards a nearby boulder, rested against it, and commenced his study of the formation.

He could distinctly perceive that each of the three harbored their own concealed agendas. However, for the present moment, the four of them remained interdependent, thus he anticipated no immediate conflicts.

By entering the Abyss collectively, they could at the very least rely on each other to navigate any crises, thereby securing precious time for their individual opportune moments to disengage.

(End of the Chapter)

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