Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1420: The Flood Dragon’s Treasures

Translator: CinderTL

"ROAR—!"

The flood dragon unleashed a thunderous roar, its demon power surging like a raging tide as it desperately tried to expel the blood streams burrowing into its head.

Yet the blood streams, as cunning as living creatures, slithered through its flesh and meridians, eventually seeping through the skull’s fissures and infiltrating its brain, heading straight for the demon core within.

The flood dragon’s crimson eyes widened abruptly, filled with terror and agony.

Its massive body began thrashing violently, churning the lake into a turbulent maelstrom.

After several breaths, its eyes remained tormented, but a layer of resignation had settled over them. It ceased struggling.

Song Wen summoned the Blood-colored Tentacle, dragging the flood dragon out of the lake and bringing it before him.

Gazing at the mountain-sized flood dragon’s head before him, Song Wen’s lips curled into a slight smirk, a glint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"A beast is a beast. No matter how large its head grows, it remains brainless."

During the clash between the blood sea and the ice mountain, he had deliberately feigned weakness, allowing the blood sea to shatter into droplets that fell into the lake.

Then, Song Wen had used the peerlessly sharp Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword to draw the flood dragon’s attention. While the creature struggled against the sword, the blood droplets stealthily approached. As the flood dragon parried the sword, its defenses weakened, allowing the droplets to launch a surprise attack and capture it alive.

Song Wen didn’t linger. Dragging the flood dragon, he swiftly departed from the Spiritual Qi-churning battlefield.

After traveling tens of thousands of miles, beyond the lake region, Song Wen found a mountain valley with sparse Spiritual Qi and descended.

Activating his Truth-Hearing Technique, he asked, "Why did you suddenly attack me?"

A flicker of surprise flashed through the flood dragon’s originally lifeless eyes, as if astonished that Song Wen could communicate telepathically. But its gaze quickly returned to calm as it replied mentally, "Your form closely resembles that of a Willow Serpent after transformation, yet your aura is entirely different. Countless creatures on the Western Rong Continent possess a similar aura, but why do you lack it? I want to know what kind of monster you truly are."

Hearing this, Song Wen immediately understood.

The "aura unique to creatures of the Western Rong Continent" the flood dragon referred to was the aura of demon beasts, which differed greatly from the spiritual power aura of human cultivators.

At the same time, Song Wen felt a sense of misfortune.

This flood dragon had intercepted him merely out of curiosity about his aura.

Before setting foot on the Western Rong Continent, Song Wen had anticipated this issue and specifically requested the Seven-Blood Centipede from Ying Wu. By merging with it, he could conceal his human cultivator aura.

However, due to his haste and deliberate avoidance of areas rich in Spiritual Qi, he hadn’t used the Seven-Blood Centipede, never imagining it would lead to such an unprovoked attack.

Fortunately, the flood dragon’s strength wasn’t overwhelming.

"Have you ever seen a Willow Serpent?" Song Wen asked.

This place was hundreds of millions of miles away from the Willow Serpent Clan’s territory. Unlike humans, demon beasts typically have fixed territories and rarely stray far from their domains.

"Every one or two decades, a Willow Serpent appears in this area," the flood dragon replied.

"What does it come here for?" Song Wen pressed.

"I don’t know. They usually circle the area once and then leave, as if searching for something," the flood dragon said.

"Do you have anything else to say?" Song Wen asked.

Seeing the flood dragon’s cooperation, Song Wen decided to give it a chance to offer its final words.

"Are you going to kill me?" the flood dragon asked.

"Yes," Song Wen replied.

"Attacking you was my fault. But I’m willing to offer treasures to compensate for my mistake and spare my life," the flood dragon said.

Song Wen’s eyes lit up. "Oh? What kind of treasures?"

"At the bottom of my lake, in one of the tunnels, there are many crystalline stones. My cultivation progress to this level is entirely due to those stones. If you let me return, I’ll retrieve all the stones and give them to you," the flood dragon promised.

"Crystalline stones? Could they be spirit stones? Could there be a spirit stone mine at the bottom of the lake?"

With this thought, Song Wen’s eyes flickered, and a warm smile spread across his face.

"I agree to trade treasures for your life. However, I can’t let you leave. What if you’re lying and never return? I’d be left empty-handed."

"As one with True Dragon Bloodline, I would never stoop to lying," the flood dragon declared, its voice ringing with unwavering conviction.

Song Wen gazed at the massive flood dragon’s head before him, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. He didn’t believe a word of it.

The demon races of the Western Rong Continent might lack experience with human cultivators and be somewhat ignorant, but they were far from foolish. The Azure Fox Clan he had encountered earlier had proven remarkably cunning.

"True Dragon Bloodline is indeed noble. But until I see these treasures, I can’t let you go. How about this... you take me to see these crystalline stones? If I confirm their existence, I’ll release you," Song Wen proposed.

"Very well, I agree," the flood dragon replied.

Guided by the flood dragon, Song Wen returned to the lake’s surface and arrived at a section of the lake he hadn’t explored before.

"The underwater tunnel is beneath this area," the flood dragon stated.

Hearing this, Song Wen extended his divine sense.

After diving over two hundred miles, his divine sense reached the lakebed.

The lakebed was riddled with caves of all sizes, but some force within them interfered with divine sense, preventing it from penetrating deep inside.

However, Song Wen was certain that the concentration of Spiritual Qi in this area was significantly higher than in other places.

"Lead the way," Song Wen said. "Let’s explore the underwater caves."

With those words, the flood dragon and Song Wen plunged into the water.

The flood dragon swam ahead, its body entwined by Blood-colored Tentacles that extended from its tail to Song Wen’s feet.

Beside Song Wen floated a gaunt, ashen-gray Corpse Puppet—the peak seventh-tier Blood Corpse he had obtained from Gong Tianzong.

Due to Xuan Gu’s failed attempt to refine an eighth-tier Corpse Puppet, this Blood Corpse’s physical body was far more formidable than others of its rank. The puppet had also harbored hidden vulnerabilities, but Song Wen had eliminated them using methods left behind by Gong Tianzong.

(End of the Chapter)

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