Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1448: King Jianglin, Severely Poisoned
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"Ji Yin, it seems Lady Qing Lian cares deeply for you," Xuan Chengzi remarked.
"Fellow Daoist Xuan Chengzi, you’ve come all this way today. I doubt it’s just for casual conversation," Song Wen said.
"Nothing of great importance. It’s just that first the human cultivators from the Eastern Profound Continent arrived, and now the Five Great Demon Clans have all gathered. The Willow Serpent Clan has never been so lively, but I feel uneasy, as if something major is about to happen," Xuan Chengzi said.
Song Wen’s gaze suddenly deepened. "Are you here on someone’s behalf?"
"Yes!" Xuan Chengzi replied.
"Are you serving King Yinliu tonight?" Song Wen asked.
"Yes!" Xuan Chengzi continued, his words concise.
Yet a trace of grave melancholy flickered in his eyes.
Song Wen immediately understood: Xuan Chengzi had also been bribed by Yuanrong to deliver a message—everything was ready. The attack could commence tonight. Moreover, Xuan Chengzi carried the Bone Blossom poison, intended for King Yinliu.
"Then I wish you success in... entertaining King Yinliu thoroughly," Song Wen said with a smile.
"Likewise," Xuan Chengzi replied.
After another fifteen minutes of casual conversation, Xuan Chengzi took his leave.
Seeing this, Qing Lian drifted with the current and returned to the cooling pavilion.
"Ji Yin, why did your clansman leave so abruptly after just a short visit?" Qing Lian asked, puzzled.
"He was just passing through and stopped by to say hello. Nothing important," Song Wen replied.
"Oh, I see."
Qing Lian’s snake-like eyes flickered, giving her a somewhat dazed expression.
"Did you finish the last bottle of Hundred Flowers Dew?" Song Wen asked.
"Yes, I did. The Hundred Flowers Dew is so wonderfully sweet! It’s a shame... I won’t be able to have it anymore."
Qing Lian smacked her lips a few times, as if reminiscing about the intoxicating flavor or lamenting her future inability to taste such a delicacy again.
A slight smile curved Song Wen’s lips. With a flick of his wrist, a transparent jade bottle materialized in his palm.
"What’s this?"
Seeing the thick, honey-like liquid in the jade bottle, Qing Lian’s vertical pupils suddenly lit up.
"You have more!"
"This is the last bottle I have," Song Wen said, pressing the jade bottle into her hand.
Qing Lian eagerly uncorked the bottle. Her red lips parted slightly as her delicate, pink tongue flicked out and curled around a thumb-sized glob of the sweet liquid.
In an instant, the golden mass of honey flew from the jade bottle into her mouth.
"Mmm— It’s so delicious!"
Qing Lian’s eyes curved into crescent moons, her face radiating pure bliss.
"Ji Yin, you have some too."
She scooped another dollop of honey and levitated it to Song Wen’s lips.
Song Wen opened his mouth and swallowed.
The sweet flavor exploded across his tongue.
"It’s good, right?" Qing Lian asked eagerly.
"Delicious!" Song Wen replied with a beaming smile.
Night fell completely.
Qing Lian reluctantly departed as darkness fully enveloped the land.
Less than an hour later, King Jianglin appeared before Song Wen.
"Master King Jianglin..."
Song Wen had barely spoken when he was cut off.
"Enough nonsense!"
King Jianglin transformed into human form and lunged at Song Wen.
Before she could close the distance, Song Wen swiftly stripped off his clothes, avoiding another waste of garments.
A hundred breaths later.
King Jianglin, who had been pressing down on him, suddenly froze, her face etched with deep suspicion.
"Why is today different?"
Song Wen, pinned beneath her, looked surprised. "How is it different?"
"I can’t quite say. But..." King Jianglin’s expression suddenly turned ecstatic. "It feels quite... good."
Her delicate body began to tremble violently, like a slender willow swaying in the wind.
"Hiss—"
King Jianglin’s eyes suddenly narrowed without warning, a flicker of shock crossing them before erupting into blazing fury.
Her cold gaze shot towards Song Wen like poisoned arrows.
"You... how dare you poison me!"
King Jianglin’s fingers curled into claws, lunging for Song Wen’s head.
Bang!
Song Wen’s head exploded instantly, reduced to a spray of flesh.
King Jianglin stared at the bloodless fragments before her, a flicker of confusion in her eyes.
Before the confusion could fade, her eyes widened abruptly, and a muffled sound came from her throat.
Pfft—
King Jianglin’s mouth flew open, spewing torrents of black blood.
The ink-black blood carried a stench of decay and rot.
Web-like, dark blue patterns emerged on her abdomen, and her skin began to peel away like melted wax, revealing rotting flesh beneath.
The dark patterns and decaying flesh spread rapidly, creeping towards her limbs and head.
King Jianglin could no longer maintain her human form, revealing her true form: a human body with a serpent’s tail.
The scales on her tail began to fall off at a visible rate, exposing black, rotting flesh.
A golden spirit mushroom suddenly appeared before her.
King Jianglin, enduring the searing pain in her abdomen, opened her blood-stained mouth to swallow the mushroom.
However.
A blood-colored tentacle shot forward from the front, striking straight for her face.
King Jianglin raised her right hand, which had already turned dark blue, and curled it into a claw, slashing at the incoming tentacle.
Bang!
The blood-colored tentacle shattered violently, dissolving into a crimson mist.
At the same time, a large amount of rotting, black flesh crumbled from King Jianglin’s right hand, and she was thrown back about ten feet.
Before she could catch her breath, two more tentacles surged forward.
One whipped out like a golden whip, pulverizing the golden spirit mushroom into dust.
The other, like a venomous snake, burrowed toward King Jianglin’s chest.
This time, King Jianglin was clearly prepared. She unleashed both claws, easily crushing the tentacle into pieces.
Her eyes turned venomous as she glared at a figure dozens of yards away.
"Ji Yin... it’s you!"
"Tsk tsk. Master King Jianglin, your strength truly is remarkable. To withstand my ambush so easily while poisoned... But the toxin is already spreading throughout your body. I wonder how much longer you can hold on?" Song Wen’s mocking voice echoed.
A flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
Yuanrong had said that the Bone Blossom was a deadly poison to Willow Serpents, and that even an eighth-tier one would suffer a severe loss of strength.
Yet King Jianglin showed no mere loss of strength—her cultivation seemed completely gone.
Could Yuanrong have been mistaken about the Bone Blossom’s toxicity? Or is King Jianglin’s poisoning too severe, with the site near her dantian?
If not for her exceptionally resilient physique, the potent venom would have already invaded her body, leaving behind only rotting flesh and withered bones.
(End of the Chapter)
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