Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1440: Meeting an Old Acquaintance in a Foreign Land, Exercise Extreme Caution

Translator: CinderTL

Song Wen and Xuan Chengzi chatted until dusk.

Aside from discussing the Yaoguang Lotus and the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss, Xuan Chengzi spent most of the time asking questions, primarily seeking guidance on cultivation matters.

After agreeing to meet again at noon the following day, they parted ways.

Upon returning to his cultivation cave, Song Wen first cast a small spell to remove the non-existent dirt from his body. He then tidied his long hair and changed into fresh clothes, inside and out.

Summoning an ice mirror, Song Wen nodded in satisfaction as he gazed at the handsome young man reflected within.

Surely... King Jianglin will be pleased too.

That old fox Xuan Chengzi is treasured by King Yinliu. There’s no reason King Jianglin wouldn’t be satisfied with my appearance.

Song Wen planned to ask King Jianglin that night about the Yaoguang Lotus and the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss.

When seeking favors, one must naturally be humble and cater to the other’s preferences, much like—

A woman in a brothel must first satisfy her patrons to earn more money and then make greater demands.

However, King Jianglin didn’t arrive as Song Wen had anticipated.

He waited until the Zi hour ended and the Chou hour began, but King Jianglin still hadn’t appeared.

Song Wen realized King Jianglin wouldn’t come today.

"What’s going on?"

"Was she delayed by something urgent?"

"Or did she need a few days of rest after several consecutive visits?"

"Could it be... she actually had a change of heart, as she claimed, and decided she can’t steal her little sister’s man anymore, so she won’t come again?"

At that moment, Song Wen suddenly felt like he’d been taken advantage of.

King Jianglin never appeared, but Qing Lian arrived punctually at sunrise.

"Ji Yin, did you see any of your kin yesterday?"

Seeing Song Wen emerge from his cultivation cave, Qing Lian approached with the cheerfulness of a young deer, her smile radiant.

The morning sun kissed her cheeks, making them glow like ripe peaches.

"I met Xuan Chengzi, under King Yinliu. We had a most enjoyable conversation yesterday," Song Wen replied.

"That’s good to hear," Qing Lian said, her voice as clear and bright as shattered jade. "With a fellow clansman to keep you company, you won’t feel so lonely here."

Song Wen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he gave her a meaningful look. It was clear from her words that, subconsciously, Qing Lian expected him to remain with the Willow Serpent Clan for a long time.

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Qinglian," Song Wen said with a faint smile. "Let’s continue building the boat today."

To make his time with Qing Lian less awkward and boring, Song Wen had begun constructing a proper wooden boat the day before. Progress was slow, and he was still in the process of assembling the frame.

"Okay!"

Qing Lian wagged her snake tail in delight and swam over to the boat frame.

As they worked on building the wooden boat, the man and the snake chatted casually.

Time flew by, and just as the sun reached its zenith, Song Wen asked casually, "Miss Qinglian, I haven’t seen your brother these past two days. Is she alright?"

"I’m not sure. I haven’t seen her much myself lately. She didn’t return to her cultivation cave last night either. I imagine she’s dealing with some urgent tribal matters," Qing Lian replied, handing Song Wen a plank of wood.

This answer surprised Song Wen.

King Jianglin hadn’t come to him last night, nor had she returned to her own cave. Could there really be urgent matters? Or was she keeping her distance, afraid she might lose control of herself?

"By the way, have you ever heard of the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss?" Song Wen asked.

"Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss?" Qing Lian looked puzzled and shook her head. "Never. Where did you hear that name?"

"Xuan Chengzi told me yesterday."

Song Wen then briefly explained the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss and the Primordial Qi Death Zone.

Qing Lian froze upon hearing this.

"Ji Yin, are you searching for the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss to return to the Eastern Profound Continent?" Her voice trembled slightly, as if she were worried about something.

"Naturally," Song Wen said without concealing his purpose. "The Western Rong Continent may be rich in heavenly materials and earthly treasures, but it lacks the cultivation legacy of the human race. If I am to advance my cultivation, I must return to the Eastern Profound Continent."

"But didn’t you say the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss was swallowed by the endless Primordial Qi? In that vast, pitch-black expanse of Primordial Qi, where divine sense is severely distorted, how can you possibly find it?" Qing Lian asked.

Song Wen stopped what he was doing and gazed at the white clouds floating in the sky.

"One must at least try to know if it’s possible."

"But the Primordial Qi Death Zone is filled with resentful spirits and void fiends. Aren’t you afraid of encountering danger?" Qing Lian’s eyes were filled with worry and concern.

"Cultivation is inherently an act of defiance against the heavens. If one fears to advance, what’s the point of seeking immortality?" Song Wen replied.

"But..."

Qing Lian’s crimson lips parted slightly, but she forced herself to stop.

After a long silence, she finally continued, "Is returning to the Eastern Profound Continent truly so important to you?"

"As important as my life," Song Wen answered.

Qing Lian lowered her head, staring at the wooden planks on the ground, lost in thought. She said nothing more.

"I agreed to meet Xuan Chengzi at the Human Pavilion at noon. The time has come, so I’ll head there now. We can continue building the wooden boat tomorrow."

"Mm."

Qing Lian’s mood seemed somewhat subdued as she nodded gently.

Song Wen soared into the air, his figure rapidly ascending a hundred zhang.

He glanced down at Qing Lian below, who was gazing up at him with a dazed expression.

He had understood the subtext of their earlier conversation: Qing Lian was trying to persuade him to abandon his search for the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss.

Song Wen naturally understood her motives.

He wasn’t entirely confident that Qing Lian would actively seek clues about the Mirror Sea Mirage Abyss.

However, he currently had no access to the Willow Serpent Clan’s Ancient Texts, and King Jianglin had failed to appear last night. His only hope now rested on Qing Lian.

By the time Song Wen arrived outside the Human Pavilion, Xuan Chengzi was already waiting at the entrance to the mountain valley.

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Chengzi, I apologize for making you wait," Song Wen said, landing before him.

"You are too kind, Fellow Daoist. I only just arrived myself," Xuan Chengzi replied with a smile.

Song Wen’s gaze sharpened slightly.

Though Xuan Chengzi’s face wore a smile, his brows were subtly tensed, and the curve of his lips seemed stiff, like a forced, awkward grin.

This behavior was no different from that of someone burdened by a guilty conscience.

Just as Song Wen was pondering why the other party was acting this way, a figure suddenly emerged from behind the stone tablet inscribed with "Human Pavilion - Willow Serpents Forbidden."

King Yinliu!

Everything became clear to Song Wen.

That old scoundrel Xuan Chengzi had betrayed his whereabouts to King Yinliu in a bid to curry favor with the monarch.

And King Yinliu, an Eighth Realm Great Demon, had actually come all the way here to intercept him.

"Greetings, King Yinliu," Song Wen said, bowing respectfully. Though displeased, he showed no trace of it on his face.

King Yinliu didn’t stop in front of him. Instead, she circled around Song Wen, her gaze scrutinizing every inch of him.

"As expected, you have quite the handsome face."

(End of the Chapter)

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