Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1417: Kill the Donkey After Grinding the Mill

Translator: CinderTL

Song Wen glanced around, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

Yuanrong’s sudden appearance had completely caught him off guard, throwing his plans into disarray.

For a moment, he was uncertain whether to flee or devise a new strategy.

Just then, Yuanrong’s voice echoed again.

"Stop searching. I’m in a cave thirty miles southwest of you."

Yuanrong had clearly misinterpreted Song Wen’s anxious glances as attempts to locate him.

Upon hearing this, Song Wen immediately extended his divine sense southwestward and indeed discovered Yuanrong’s figure within a cave.

Yuanrong’s condition was dire.

He sat cross-legged on the ground, a large section of flesh missing from his chest, exposing his stark white ribs. The fractured bones jutted out like jagged teeth, and beneath them, his faintly visible organs pulsed weakly.

A dark purple energy lingered at the wound, like a living entity relentlessly corroding Yuanrong’s body.

His face was as pale as paper, with dried bloodstains clinging to the corners of his lips, clearly indicating the severity of his injuries.

The gravely wounded Yuanrong was clearly fleeing for his life, deliberately concealing his aura. This was why Song Wen hadn’t detected him earlier. Strangely, Yuanrong hadn’t set up any concealment formations within the cave.

Song Wen immediately abandoned the idea of fleeing.

The distance between them was too short. Any sudden movement would provoke Yuanrong’s thunderous strike, which would arrive instantly, leaving him no time to react.

Moreover, Yuanrong hadn’t attacked immediately but had spoken twice, suggesting he was likely unaware of Tian Ming and Shangguan Ren’s deaths. There might still be room for negotiation, making escape unnecessary.

Fortunately, Song Wen hadn’t yet dispelled the Sword Qi Yuanrong had left in his body. By remaining cautious, Yuanrong shouldn’t notice anything amiss.

As for seizing the opportunity to eliminate Yuanrong, Song Wen harbored no such delusions.

Though Yuanrong’s injuries appeared horrific, he remained an opponent far beyond Song Wen’s capabilities.

A look of feigned surprise and concern immediately spread across Song Wen’s face as he swiftly flew toward Yuanrong.

Entering the cave, Song Wen asked with feigned concern, "Senior Yuanrong, it’s truly fortunate to encounter you here. But... your injuries..."

"Enough!" Yuanrong interrupted Song Wen.

A flash of azure light emanated from the Spirit Beast Pouch at his waist, and an azure fox materialized.

It was a massive Eighth-Tier Azure Fox, but it was grievously wounded, its injuries far more horrific than Yuanrong’s own.

Half of the fox’s head was missing, and its eight fox tails had vanished without a trace. Several sword slashes nearly severed its body in two.

"Quickly use the Truth-Hearing Technique to interrogate it about this continent. The other Eighth-Tier beasts seem to possess some tracking secret art and could arrive at any moment. I can’t tell if they’re tracking me or this creature," Yuanrong said.

Song Wen’s expression stiffened, his heart pounding with alarm.

He suddenly noticed a silver talisman clutched in Yuanrong’s right hand.

A teleportation talisman!

Yuanrong had given Shangguan Ren a teleportation talisman, yet he still had more?

Could it be that Yuanrong had escaped the encirclement of the Eighth-Tier Azure Foxes using teleportation talismans?

But teleportation talismans were exclusive to the Divine Blood Gate and exceedingly rare. Where had Yuanrong acquired so many?

Song Wen realized his thoughts were wandering.

The immediate concern wasn’t why Yuanrong possessed so many teleportation talismans, but the several Eighth-Tier Azure Foxes that could appear at any moment.

These were the true lethal threat.

He instantly understood why Yuanrong hadn’t set up a concealment formation in the cave.

First, such a formation would be useless; the other Azure Foxes possessed a secret art for tracking.

Second, Yuanrong was prepared to flee at any moment.

Regaining his focus, Song Wen immediately began casting the Truth-Hearing Technique. His life was at stake, and he couldn’t afford any delay.

At the same time, another question arose in his mind:

Why hadn’t Yuanrong used the Truth-Hearing Technique himself, instead relying on someone else?

Could it be that Yuanrong hadn’t yet mastered it?

Song Wen’s Truth-Hearing Technique was quickly interrupted. He turned to Yuanrong and said, "Senior Yuanrong, this beast refuses to speak."

Yuanrong’s expression turned cold as he glared at the azure fox.

The creature lay sprawled on the ground, barely alive. Yet the single remaining eye in its mangled head stared coldly at Song Wen, a hint of mockery in its gaze.

"Seeking death!"

Yuanrong snorted coldly.

A wisp of pale flame suddenly leaped from between his brows, shooting toward the azure fox’s mangled head.

This fire was neither mist nor flame, flickering between tangible and intangible states, as if on the verge of extinguishing at any moment.

"Ugh—!"

The flame caused no visible damage to the azure fox’s body, yet a piercing, agonizing scream erupted from its throat.

Clearly, this was a divine sense attack, directly assaulting the fox’s soul.

Witnessing this, Song Wen inwardly assessed:

Less lethal than the God-Slaying Thorn.

"Ji Yin, continue interrogating it," Yuanrong commanded coldly. "If it remains uncooperative, this venerable one will extract its Demon Soul and scorch it with the Profound Spirit Soul Flame, leaving it neither life nor death!"

Perhaps Yuanrong’s torment and threats had taken effect, for when Song Wen used the Truth-Hearing Technique again, the azure fox became remarkably cooperative.

After a moment, Song Wen turned to Yuanrong.

"Reporting, Senior, according to this beast, this is indeed the Western Rong Continent. Furthermore, there are blessed grotto-heavens located three million li southwest, five million li west, and thirteen million li south of the Azure Jade Fox Clan’s territory. These grotto-heavens contain various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but each is guarded by powerful Great Demons. Additionally, there are formidable demon races residing fifty million li west and eighty million li southeast, their strength rivaling that of the Azure Fox Clan."

Song Wen’s words were entirely truthful, merely relaying what the azure fox had said.

"So it is the Western Rong Continent," Yuanrong murmured, nodding slightly. He then asked, "Ask it why the other Eighth-Tier Azure Foxes were able to track its location."

Song Wen followed his instructions. After a few breaths, he replied to Yuanrong, "The Azure Foxes possess a natural supernatural ability. They can trace the location of their kin by following the residual soul aura left behind. However, each tracking attempt requires a fresh activation of this ability, which is quite time-consuming."

A cold smile curled Yuanrong’s lips.

"I see. No wonder those beasts kept finding me despite my repeated attempts to escape. This so-called ’supernatural ability’ of the Azure Fox Clan is practically identical to the function of our human cultivators’ soul lamps. If we scatter this creature’s soul and spirit, they should lose their ability to track us."

Before he finished speaking, Yuanrong formed a sword gesture with two fingers. A sharp burst of Sword Qi erupted from the blade tip, shredding not only the azure fox’s physical body but also its Demon Soul.

Yuanrong wiped the crimson blood splattered on his face from the azure fox, then fixed Song Wen with a chilling gaze.

"Why are you here alone? Where are Shangguan Ren and Tian Ming? And why didn’t you send out a warning signal?"

(End of the Chapter)

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