Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1357: Purifying the Primordial Qi

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Translator: CinderTL

Song Wen’s face was filled with astonishment.

Why would Yingwu suddenly be willing to give herself to me?

In the past, she had rejected countless male cultivators who had shown her favor.

Was it my sweet words?

Or the Beauty Serpent and the Bodhi Spirit Core?

Or perhaps it’s her own issue—cold and aloof on the surface, but secretly...

"Ye Hua..."

Yingwu didn’t give Song Wen much time to ponder. She had already closed the distance between them, her slender hand gently pressing against his chest. Her cheeks, rosy as peach blossoms, tilted upward, her eyes hazy and unfocused as she gazed at him, as if half-drunk.

Seeing her face so close, Song Wen instantly recalled the way Yingwu’s entire being radiated a sacred, untouchable aura.

That kind of sacrosanct, inviolable presence made him deeply uncomfortable, stirring an almost instinctive revulsion.

It was like a frog at the bottom of a well catching a glimpse of the bright moon in the Nine Heavens. But instead of feeling humble and insignificant before that celestial radiance, the frog’s very bones seethed with hatred.

He wanted to trample it, to drag that pristine moonlight down into the dust.

Song Wen yanked the beauty before him into his embrace, pulling hard...

With a tearing sound, strips of plain white fabric fluttered through the air.

"Slow down... this is my first time..."

Yingwu’s voice trembled, her expression timid and vulnerable, like a flower battered by a storm—beautiful yet fragile, as if she could be torn to shreds at any moment.

Splashing waves crashed against the rock face, exploding into crystalline blossoms that drifted into the pavilion.

Panting sounds drifted from within, but were quickly swallowed by the roar of the waves.

The waves pounded against the reef, again and again, wave after wave, never ceasing.

Sunsets followed moonrises, and moonrises followed sunsets.

After several cycles of sun and moon, the sounds from the pavilion finally faded.

Hiss!

Ying Wu frowned and stood up.

She glanced at the floor, already soaked with moisture, and with a thought, several plain robes materialized in the air and automatically draped themselves onto her body.

After dressing and neatly arranging her black hair, Ying Wu looked at Song Wen, who was still naked, and said,

"Ye Hua, you should put on your clothes. Consider everything that’s happened these past few days as a ridiculous dream; don’t dwell on it. I did this for two reasons. First, to thank you. Second..."

She paused abruptly.

Song Wen continued dressing while waiting for her to finish.

"...second, when breeding demon beasts, I often observe their mating. The raw, instinctual frenzy of their union comes close to making them temporarily forget the misery of being caged. That’s why I became curious... what does mating truly feel like?"

"The men around me either fear my power or covet my beauty, both equally repulsive. Only you... don’t repulse me. It’s a pity... this wasn’t as delightful as I’d imagined."

Song Wen’s movements stiffened slightly.

This was the first time he’d ever received such a compliment.

After a brief pause, he continued dressing.

Whether she was satisfied or not didn’t matter. He, at least, was perfectly satisfied, both physically and mentally.

A sacred, pure moon, once tarnished, could no longer shine with its pristine radiance.

The loathing he’d felt earlier had vanished, leaving him inexplicably cheerful.

Yet his face was filled with bewilderment and confusion.

"Fellow Daoist Yingwu..."

Before Song Wen could finish, Ying Wu interrupted him.

"As I’ve already made clear, I’m only giving you my body. If you have any other expectations, please leave the island now."

Song Wen’s expression turned sorrowful. A flicker of anger seemed to linger in his eyes as he looked at Ying Wu, but these emotions quickly dissipated, leaving only a profound sense of helplessness.

"Very well, I’ll do as you say, Fellow Daoist."

A faint smile curved Ying Wu’s lips.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his lower abdomen, and his smile vanished.

After dressing, Song Wen seemed to have composed himself, his expression returning to its usual calm.

"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, I have a question for you."

"Ask away, Fellow Daoist," Yingwu replied.

"Do you possess the Blood of the Zhenhou, or know where it might be found?" Song Wen revealed the true purpose of his journey.

A thoughtful expression flashed in Yingwu’s eyes. After a moment’s deliberation, she slowly shook her head.

"Then do you know where the Zhenhou might be found?" Song Wen pressed.

"I’ve never heard of Zhenhou appearing in the Southern Nether Continent. However, there are rumors that someone once spotted a Zhenhou’s tracks in the Abyss of Extinction of the Crimson Cloud Province," Yingwu said.

"Crimson Cloud Province... Abyss of Extinction," Song Wen murmured to himself.

The Crimson Cloud Province was quite a distance away.

"Ye Hua, if you’re heading to the Crimson Cloud Province, we might travel together," Yingwu suggested. "To fuse the Beauty Serpent with the Strangling Dragon Vine, I still need some spiritual materials. I’ll need to search for them in the Crimson Cloud Province."

"I would be honored to travel with you, Fellow Daoist. When do you plan to depart?" Song Wen asked.

"I still need to return to my Sect to prepare some things," Ying Wu said. "How about we depart in three days?"

"It’s a deal. Then I’ll take my leave for now."

As Song Wen finished speaking, his figure slowly began to levitate.

Ying Wu remained silent, but she too rose into the air.

The two quickly ascended to an altitude of one hundred li.

"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, there’s no need to see me off. Please return," Song Wen said.

"I’m heading to the Myriad Swords Pavilion, not to see you off," Ying Wu replied.

Song Wen was slightly taken aback. "You... you’re just leaving? What about the Beauty Serpent? If it stays in this environment of Spiritual Qi without the nourishment of Primordial Qi for too long, its cultivation will regress, its foundation will be damaged, and its very form and spirit could be destroyed."

"Don’t worry," Ying Wu said. "I’ve already instructed the Dragon Void Vine to imprison it within its body. The Dragon Void Vine is a fusion of the Strangling Dragon Vine and a void fiend, retaining some of the Strangling Dragon Vine’s characteristics and a sliver of the void fiend’s innate abilities. Furthermore, it has developed new capabilities. It can absorb heaven and earth spiritual qi and convert it into a small amount of Primordial Qi, enough to sustain the Beauty Serpent’s cultivation."

"The Dragon Void Vine can produce Primordial Qi?" Song Wen asked, his face full of surprise.

Ying Wu nodded slightly, a hint of pride surfacing on her face.

"It can only produce a small amount of Primordial Qi, and it can also consume it."

"What do you mean by ’consuming Primordial Qi’?" Song Wen asked, puzzled.

Ying Wu explained, "The Primordial Qi it consumes is converted into its internal demon essence. In other words, it can purify Primordial Qi."

A look of horror flashed across Song Wen’s eyes.

The demon essence within demon beasts is equivalent to the spiritual power within human cultivators, both being condensed from Spiritual Qi.

When a cultivator or demon beast dies, their spiritual power or demon essence returns to the heavens and earth, transforming back into Spiritual Qi.

Thus, if we disregard cultivators and demon beasts who achieve Ascension, the world’s Spiritual Qi remains in a relative balance.

However, the emergence of the Primordial Qi Death Zone has disrupted this balance.

Where Primordial Qi spreads, Spiritual Qi dissolves and recedes.

The Dragon Void Vine, however, acts in the opposite way—it can convert Primordial Qi into Spiritual Qi.

"If there were ten million Dragon Void Vines, we might be able to eradicate the Primordial Qi Death Zone from this world entirely!" Ying Wu declared with soaring ambition.

(End of the Chapter)

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