Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1389: Killing the Body, Crushing the Soul

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Gong Tianzong's defenses faltered, and despite his desperate efforts, his Corpse Coffin and Blood Corpse were restrained. Song Wen seized the opportunity, delivering a fatal blow with the Soul Cleaving Blade. As Gong Tianzong's divine soul attempted to flee, it was devoured by Song Wen's Sea of Consciousness Black Hole. Song Wen then swiftly dealt with Feng Chang and retreated, collecting Gong Tianzong's treasures. Shortly after, a powerful black-robed cultivator arrived, sensing Gong Tianzong's demise and the strange disappearance of a soul fragment, vowing to pursue Song Wen.

Translator: CinderTL

After retracting the boundless blood sea, Song Wen retrieved a Corpse-Nourishing Coffin and placed Gong Tianzong’s corpse inside.

Next, he produced the Stone Statue of a Nun, spat out several mouthfuls of blood essence, and sprinkled it over the statue.

The statue, already strangely bare-chested, now appeared even more grotesque, its crimson-stained surface radiating an eerie aura.

An indescribable energy surged from the statue, enveloping Song Wen.

His aura immediately became chaotic and untraceable, making him impossible to track.

With this concealment, he continued his escape.

Simultaneously, he submerged a portion of his consciousness into his sea of consciousness.

Gong Tianzong and Feng Chang’s divine souls remained imprisoned there.

Without wasting words, Song Wen immediately cast the Golden Soup Curse, conjuring a pool of scalding golden essence.

"Fellow Daoist Gong, you’re likely familiar with this, aren’t you? Answer a few questions, and I’ll grant you a swift end."

As he spoke, the golden essence shot forth, striking Feng Chang’s chest.

"Aaaah—!"

Feng Chang’s chest began to melt under the golden essence’s corrosive heat, his screams piercing the void.

Gong Tianzong’s eyes flickered with fear at the sight.

"I’ll agree to your terms. But first, you must answer one question for me," Gong Tianzong said.

"Ask," Song Wen said.

"You possess many secret arts of the Divine Blood Gate. What is your connection to them? Furthermore, we have no grudge against each other. Why did you ambush me?" Gong Tianzong asked.

"That’s two questions," Song Wen chuckled. "But I don’t mind answering. I have no ties to the Divine Blood Gate. I obtained these secret arts by killing their cultivators. As for ambushing you, it was to devour your cultivation."

Gong Tianzong’s expression turned peculiar.

"Since you cultivate the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art, shouldn’t you only be able to devour the spiritual power of those who cultivate the Corpse King Blood Refinement Art? Can you even devour the spiritual power of someone who cultivates the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art?"

This question genuinely stumped Song Wen. He had always been curious about this himself.

Every other cultivator of the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art he knew required a specific formation to devour another’s spiritual power. Whether they could devour the spiritual power of fellow Corpse King’s Rebirth Art practitioners remained unclear to Song Wen.

Of course, he had no intention of explaining any of this to Gong Tianzong. A cold smile curled his lips as he replied dismissively, "You’ll find out soon enough."

"What do you think? Did you imagine that becoming a core disciple would elevate you above others, allowing you to rest easy? Disciples who cultivate the Corpse King Blood Refinement Art are spirit herbs for the Divine Blood Gate’s higher-ups to enhance their cultivation. Those who cultivate the Longevity Technique are spirit herbs for prolonging their lifespans. And those who cultivate the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art are no exception—they can even serve as both types of spirit herbs simultaneously."

Song Wen spoke glibly, but his words weren’t entirely baseless.

At least Gong Tianzong detected no falsehood in his claims. His expression darkened, a mix of anger and resentment twisting his features.

"Enough. I’ve told you everything you wanted to know. Now it’s your turn to answer my question," Song Wen pressed. "Who is this ’Lord Xuan Gu’ you mentioned earlier?"

Having likely abandoned all hope for the Divine Blood Gate, Gong Tianzong steeled himself and revealed everything.

"Xuan Gu is a Mid-Stage Great Ascension Cultivator who wields considerable power within the Divine Blood Gate. He is also Wei Gu’s master. Looking back, Wei Gu was probably just a medicinal pill Xuan Gu was cultivating. Wei Gu’s death enraged him, especially since the Six Fiends Hall plays a crucial role in the Divine Blood Gate’s exploration of the Primordial Qi Death Zone and the Void Demon Clan. Thus, Xuan Gu decided to personally oversee operations in the Southern Nether Continent, while also hunting down Wei Gu’s killer."

"About two or three years ago, you had Gu Huang refine ten thousand fourth-rank corpse puppets," Song Wen said. "Your Divine Blood Gate is renowned for corpse refinement. Why didn’t you handle the refinement yourselves? Why go to such lengths and pay Gu Huang a high price to do it?"

"This was Xuan Gu’s idea," Gong Tianzong replied. "He intended to use these corpse puppets to set up the ’Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation’ to attack the three great sects of the Southern Nether Continent. It was revenge for their years of suppressing the Six Fiends Hall. But Xuan Gu is a cunning man who seeks to crush both body and spirit. He wanted to use corpse puppets refined by the three great sects themselves to turn their own creations against them, making them reap what they had sown."

"Gu Huang died by my hand, and the corpse puppets were never completed. Hasn’t Xuan Gu’s plan failed?" Song Wen asked.

"So, you were the one who killed Gu Huang." Gong Tianzong gave Song Wen a deep look. "The plan hasn’t failed. Though Gu Huang is dead, I found two others from the remaining sects. Each of them has refined ten thousand fourth-rank corpse puppets that meet the required specifications."

"Just because of Xuan Gu’s twisted sense of humor, he wasted a full eighteen million high-grade spirit stones?" Song Wen still found it hard to believe.

Gu Huang had mentioned that the agreed price with Gong Tianzong was nine million high-grade spirit stones for ten thousand Corpse Puppets.

With two successful refinements, the total cost would naturally be eighteen million high-grade spirit stones.

Gong Tianzong explained, "Xuan Gu never intended to pay as agreed! After the two refiners completed the Corpse Puppets, I went to trade with them, but Xuan Gu secretly followed and ambushed us, seizing the puppets without harming either refiner. He wanted to keep them alive to witness the fruits of their labor being not only a massive financial loss but also the downfall of their own sects."

Hearing this, Song Wen couldn’t help but feel a grudging admiration for Xuan Gu.

Xuan Gu’s decision to spare the refiners’ lives stemmed from his certainty that they wouldn’t dare reveal the Corpse Puppet scheme to anyone.

After all, exposing the truth would trigger the purge of their own sects first.

"Who were the two corpse refiners?" Song Wen asked.

"Fan Kang of the Spirit Jade Palace and Tang Qing of the Profound Sky Sect," Gong Tianzong replied.

Fan Kang was an old acquaintance of Song Wen’s.

This man had long been associated with the Six Fiends Hall, so it was no surprise that Xuan Gu had sought him out.

As for Tang Qing, Song Wen had never met him personally, but he knew the man was a Mid-Stage Body Integration Cultivator from the Profound Sky Sect.

"Do you have the formation diagram for the Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation?" Song Wen asked.

"No. The diagram is in Xuan Gu’s possession," Gong Tianzong replied.

Song Wen couldn’t help but feel a twinge of disappointment.

He was deeply intrigued by this Ten Thousand Corpses Grand Formation.

After all, he already commanded ten thousand third-tier Corpse Puppets.

If an array formed by ten thousand fourth-rank corpse puppets could contend with the three great sects, an array composed of third-tier puppets would undoubtedly possess formidable power as well.

"Why did you have Bao Tianming gather Corpse Dao spiritual materials and human blood essence for you?" Song Wen changed the subject.

"To refine the Blood Corpse," Gong Tianzong answered, his voice low and a complex emotion flickering in his eyes.

"The Blood Corpse was a gift from Xuan Gu, crafted by him long ago. Originally, Xuan Gu intended to elevate it to an eighth-tier Corpse Puppet, but a critical error during the refinement process led to its failure. However, the Blood Corpse’s physical body became stronger than that of a peak seventh-tier Corpse Puppet, though it also developed a hidden flaw: occasional uncontrollable surges of Corpse Fiend energy within its body. After obtaining the Blood Corpse, I invested vast quantities of spiritual materials and time in repeated refinements. Now, only one final refinement remains to completely eliminate the flaw... though it seems you’ll be the one to benefit from it."

(End of the Chapter)

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