Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1454: King Lu Yao’s Game

Translator: CinderTL

King Lu Yao had originally come to hunt down the fleeing remnants of the Five Great Demon Clans, never expecting to encounter Ji Yin.

She was delighted, thinking she could earn great merit.

But in a moment of carelessness, she accidentally killed Ji Yin—completely, without a trace of a corpse.

King Lu Yao plummeted into the vertical shaft, intending to thoroughly investigate the site of Ji Yin’s death and retrieve at least two pieces of flesh.

Yet as she reached the shaft’s entrance, she suddenly halted, her divine sense sweeping toward the western horizon.

Ji Yin’s figure appeared in the sky three thousand li away.

King Lu Yao glanced down at the vertical shaft below, then toward the western sky, her expression one of bewilderment.

Ji Yin had clearly been killed by her. How could he have revived and fled over three thousand li?

Just as the Demon Venerable had said—the human race’s methods were bizarre and defied all logic.

Yet this suited her perfectly.

A living Ji Yin held far greater value.

Indeed, after handing him over to Venerable Bi Wu, she might even...

A vivid image of an intimate encounter flashed through King Lu Yao’s mind.

Under her torment, Ji Yin’s handsome face contorted in agony.

As she lost herself in these fantasies, she suddenly noticed a pair of black wings had appeared behind Ji Yin. The wings crackled with thunderlight, transforming Ji Yin’s entire body into a silver lightning bolt that streaked into the distance.

"Ji Yin, you can’t escape."

"The harder you struggle, the more excited this King becomes."

King Lu Yao’s vertical pupils burned with fiery intensity. Her figure blurred into a streak of light as she gave chase to Song Wen.

As they raced across the plains, Song Wen glanced back at King Lu Yao.

To his surprise, her speed wasn’t as fast as he’d anticipated; she was only slightly faster than he, a Body Integration Stage cultivator.

When he saw the smirk playing on her lips, he immediately understood that King Lu Yao was merely toying with him.

Yet Song Wen was also content with this arrangement.

Though he had already fled a million li from the Willow Serpent Clan, he was still deep within the Cloudfall Plains.

The open, unobstructed terrain made it impossible to shake off King Lu Yao.

Moreover, even if he managed to temporarily escape and hide, King Lu Yao could summon vast forces to comb every inch of the land, setting up an inescapable net.

The best course of action was to distance himself from the Cloudfall Plains before using the mountains and rivers to shake off King Lu Yao.

King Lu Yao, playing with her prey, naturally had to constantly close the distance to keep the hunted feeling suffocated—that was the only way to keep her game interesting.

Thus, the distance between her and Song Wen steadily decreased.

When they were only a few hundred li apart, she suddenly noticed a thick wave of Blood Qi erupting from Ji Yin, swiftly engulfing his form.

Moments later, about four thousand li away, another mass of blood mist appeared. Ji Yin burst through the mist, continuing his desperate flight into the distance.

"What’s this secret art now?" King Lu Yao’s smile remained unchanged.

The game was growing more intriguing by the moment.

Her speed increased slightly.

When the distance between them narrowed to within a thousand li, King Lu Yao taunted him with a playful tone: "Ji Yin, show me your remaining tricks. Hurry, or I’ll catch you!"

Song Wen ignored her, once again activating the Blood Escape Technique.

The chase continued for hundreds of millions of li, during which Song Wen activated the Blood Escape Technique nearly a hundred times.

King Lu Yao gradually lost interest in the game.

Her demon essence suddenly surged, unleashing a terrifying pressure like an abyss or a prison that swept across the land, engulfing Song Wen.

She had failed once before. If not for Ji Yin’s bizarre life-saving technique, not even a shred of his flesh would have been left.

As a life-saving technique, it naturally had stringent activation conditions and couldn’t be used repeatedly.

This time, she had to be cautious and decided to suppress him directly.

Just as Song Wen was about to use the Blood Escape Technique again, the terrifying pressure shattered his secret art.

King Lu Yao, who had been closing in from behind, noticed blood mist rising from Song Wen’s body, yet his figure didn’t vanish again. A mocking smile spread across her face.

"Ji Yin, this King has lost patience. Stop your futile struggles."

No sooner had King Lu Yao spoken than she was horrified to see Ji Yin’s right hand transform into a withered, claw-like appendage that pierced his own jaw. His head exploded instantly, leaving a headless corpse plummeting through the air.

As King Lu Yao stared in shock, she suddenly realized Ji Yin’s figure had reappeared five thousand li away.

"Another one of those life-saving techniques! This method is truly remarkable! I wonder if our Willow Serpent Clan can cultivate it?"

"Hmm? His escape direction has changed."

King Lu Yao murmured to herself.

Previously, Ji Yin had been fleeing westward, but now he had suddenly turned eastward.

She didn’t think much of it, assuming Ji Yin, in his panic, had used his life-saving spell in a moment of desperation and lost his bearings.

She immediately changed course and followed him eastward.

But after flying only a thousand li, her divine sense detected a figure ahead, about seven thousand li away.

This person was clearly not Ji Yin.

Ji Yin was still over four thousand li ahead of her.

It was the human male cultivator named Yuanrong.

"Why is Yuanrong here?"

"Didn’t Venerable Bi Wu go to hunt him down?"

"Could he have escaped the Demon Venerable’s clutches?"

King Lu Yao’s mind raced with questions.

Ji Yin had clearly discovered Yuanrong before her and deliberately led her in his direction.

Yet she didn’t slow down at all; instead, she doubled her speed.

She had met Yuanrong when he first arrived at the Willow Serpent Clan. She knew his cultivation was mid-stage Great Ascension, equivalent to mid-stage eighth-tier in the demon race—slightly superior to her own early-stage eighth-tier cultivation.

Moreover, human cultivators excelled at artifact refining, talisman crafting, and cultivating various peculiar secret arts. Yuanrong’s strength was likely greater than hers.

Still, King Lu Yao felt no fear.

Yuanrong was in poor condition.

His aura was weak, his face as pale as paper, and his chest was stained with crimson blood.

Now that they were about to clash, the outcome was uncertain.

Even if she couldn’t defeat him, she was confident she could escape.

(End of the Chapter)

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