Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1376: Return to Thousand Blades City

Translator: CinderTL

A Kui Bull!

The legendary thunder-attribute divine beast!

The Kui Bull lay sprawled across the reef, its dark, metallic hide gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

Its eyes were tightly shut, and each breath it took emitted a thunderous roar that shook the air.

Clearly, the Kui Bull was in a deep slumber.

Song Wen suddenly recalled that in the Lower Realm, he had once plundered the Thunder Art Talent from an Azure Bull that carried a trace of Kui Bull bloodline.

"A Kui Bull actually resides here? The entire Land of Abyss of Extinction must exist because of it!" Ying Wu’s eyes blazed with electric intensity, like lightning splitting the sky.

Unlike Ying Wu’s excitement, Song Wen felt an invisible pressure crushing him, as if a mountain had landed on his shoulders. He dared not even take a full breath.

The Kui Bull’s mere presence here caused the Heaven and Earth Phenomenon in the Land of Abyss of Extinction. If it were to awaken, what apocalyptic terror would it unleash?

If I could plunder its Thunder Art Talent, could I, at the body integration stage, rival Great Ascension cultivators? Even Tribulation Crossing cultivators?

A wild, audacious idea suddenly flashed through Song Wen’s mind.

He shook his head, trying to dismiss the absurd thought, but in the next moment, another idea struck him.

"After the Imperial Thunder God’s Sacrifice Platform is completed, if I gather enough demon beasts and cultivators and plunder their Thunder Art Talent, could I achieve a talent nearly on par with the Kui Bull’s?"

The thought had barely formed when Song Wen immediately dismissed it.

If that were true, any disciple of the Divine Blood Gate would be able to stand proudly above the world.

"Could it be that the Imperial Thunder God’s Sacrifice Platform has some hidden limitations or dangers?"

Song Wen couldn’t figure it out. At least, based on the information he had and his past experiences plundering Thunder Art Talent, the platform seemed to have no such restrictions or dangers.

"The Kui Bull truly lives up to its reputation as a divine beast, favored by the very creation of Heaven and Earth. If we were to merge it with other demon beasts or void fiends, who knows what kind of formidable beings we might create?" Ying Wu’s eyes sparkled with excitement.

"Moo—"

A deep, thunderous rumble suddenly erupted from the Kui Bull’s belly without warning.

Song Wen even saw its massive, bucket-sized snout twitch slightly.

His body stiffened instantly, his heart pounding like a drum.

"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, be cautious! Be cautious!"

Song Wen, terrified that Ying Wu’s excitement might disturb the slumbering Kui Bull, hurriedly tried to warn her. But he didn’t dare speak aloud, only daring to send a telepathic message.

"What are you afraid of? My intuition for danger is impeccable. As long as we don’t threaten it, we won’t wake it." Ying Wu seemed utterly unconcerned, her voice still ringing out clearly, audible for miles.

Just as Ying Wu had predicted, the rumbling from the Kui Bull’s belly soon faded, and its nostrils stopped twitching.

"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, we should still exercise caution. If we wake the Kui Bull, we might end up as its next meal," Song Wen urged with earnest concern.

As he spoke, Song Wen glanced sideways at Yingwu, giving her a peculiar look.

Yingwu seemed to have absolute confidence in her ethereal intuition.

Suddenly, Song Wen remembered their first meeting at Great Communication Lake. When Yingwu had displayed that mysterious ’aura’, he had inexplicably felt a revulsion and a desire to ’defile’ it. Was that thought malicious? Yet Yingwu had shown no reaction at the time. Instead, she had seemed to find him appealing, which had led to their brief romance.

Had Yingwu failed to detect his dark thoughts? Or had she sensed them but gone along with it, seizing the opportunity to experience the ’joys of the flesh’ she had long craved?

"Ji Yin, that spirit beast has emerged from the clouds," Yingwu said, pointing to the dark clouds overhead.

Song Wen looked up and saw a small, golden dragon spiraling down from the storm.

The golden-yellow dragon hovered above the Kui Bull’s head, circling slowly, its gaze occasionally drifting toward Song Wen and Ying Wu. Its eyes were filled with curiosity, as if it were wondering how two "monsters" had appeared.

Though the dragon’s gaze carried no malice, Song Wen felt a chilling sensation, as if he were being eyed by a primordial ferocious beast.

Fortunately, the dragon didn’t observe them for long. It soon vanished into the Kui Bull’s brow, disappearing without a trace.

"This... could it be a manifestation of the Kui Bull’s divine soul?" Song Wen’s voice trembled with fear.

If his guess was correct, it meant the Kui Bull wasn’t truly asleep and had been aware of their presence all along.

With this thought, Song Wen slowly retreated.

Whether the place was safe or not, he didn’t want to stay any longer. The Kui Bull’s oppressive aura was too overwhelming.

Fearing he might startle the beast, Song Wen dared not use his full escape technique, forcing himself to retreat slowly.

Ying Wu, still seemingly unconcerned, flashed to his side.

"Ji Yin, I didn’t know you were so afraid of dying," Song Wen said, his eye twitching slightly.

"This isn’t cowardice, it’s common sense. Before the Kui Bull, we’re just two ants. Why provoke it unnecessarily? We should leave as soon as possible."

Ying Wu said, "I told you, as long as we don’t attack the Kui Bull, it won’t wake up. As for that little dragon earlier, it was likely a manifestation of its divine sense, not its divine soul. Many demon beasts that enjoy slumbering have the ability to evolve parts of their divine sense into strange creatures. This serves as a way to probe their surroundings while asleep, preventing surprise attacks."

Song Wen shook his head slightly, not responding, and continued to retreat. Soon, they had left the lightning-free zone.

Though Ying Wu felt a twinge of regret, she followed Song Wen and left as well.

After leaving the Abyss of Extinction, Song Wen asked, "Fellow Daoist Yingwu, what are your plans now?"

Yingwu replied, "The Azure Flame Sect has likely already learned that we were involved in the deaths of Wen Xuan and Consort Xi. It would be best to leave Crimson Cloud Province as soon as possible and return to the Southern Nether Continent."

"I was thinking the same thing," Song Wen agreed.

One year later.

Southern Nether Continent.

Thousand Blades City.

Though both had the same destination, Thousand Blades City, Yingwu intended to visit the Myriad Swords Pavilion nearby, while Song Wen needed to enter the city to gather information. They did not enter together.

As they neared Thousand Blades City, Song Wen found an excuse to part ways with Yingwu.

In a secluded spot in the wilderness, Song Wen disguised himself as a middle-aged man in the early stage of void refinement before entering the city.

After visiting several shops, Song Wen arrived at the Profound Medicine Pavilion.

The Profound Medicine Pavilion not only sold spirit grass and medicinal pills but also dealt in information.

Before his death, Gu Huang had deposited detailed information about his battle with Gou Jun at this establishment.

According to the agreement between Gu Huang and the Profound Medicine Pavilion, they were to make this information public after his death.

Song Wen, who had originally wanted to investigate how widely the information had spread, visited three intelligence shops only to discover there was surprisingly little about ’Gou Jun’. The only relevant information was the bounty placed on him by Ancestor Yuanrong of the Myriad Swords Pavilion and some details about his earlier battle with Wu Shandie of the Wu Clan of Wushang Lake.

This clearly indicated that the Profound Medicine Pavilion had broken its promise and failed to make the information public.

There were two possible explanations for this situation:

First, the information had not yet been released by the Profound Medicine Pavilion.

The pavilion might be withholding the intelligence, waiting to sell it at a premium when the right buyer and opportunity arose, hoping to make a substantial profit.

Second, the information had already been purchased.

However, the buyer might have paid a exorbitant price, or possessed such high status or power, that the Profound Medicine Pavilion was forced to remain silent and dared not sell the information any further.

Regardless of which scenario was true, it was good news for Song Wen.

At least the secrets that he sealed a shadow void within his body and possessed countless Substitute Puppets remained unknown to the public.

If the first scenario was correct, Song Wen might even have a chance to bury these secrets once more.

(End of the Chapter)

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