Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1460: Reunion with Wang Qiuyue

Translator: CinderTL

Song Wen paid no attention to what Yuanrong was doing. He remained hidden beneath the earth, patiently waiting.

If Yuanrong searched for a while without success, he would assume Gou Jun had already left and would withdraw his forces.

Less than fifteen minutes after Song Wen concealed himself underground, a group of four figures flew overhead, heading toward the towering sword shadow that stretched tens of thousands of miles across the sky.

The leader of the group was none other than You Ci, the old woman from the Sun Moon Sect.

However, the Sun Moon Sect had originally sent five members to the Western Rong Continent. The missing member was a female cultivator who still retained her youthful charm.

Song Wen had seen this woman during his time with the Willow Serpent Clan. He now surmised that she had likely met her demise.

It seems Yuanrong’s warning signal was meant for all the cultivators, Song Wen thought to himself. By summoning them here, he likely intends to track me down.

Despite Yuanrong’s mobilization, Song Wen remained confident in his chosen hiding place and his ability to conceal his aura.

Fleeing in a panic now might lead him straight into the path of the converging cultivators, exposing his location.

He remained motionless, not daring to stir.

About half an hour later, an unusual surge of Spiritual Qi erupted from the direction where Yuanrong was located.

"What’s going on here?"

"Judging by the fluctuations in Spiritual Qi, it seems someone is engaged in combat."

"Who could be clashing with Yuanrong and the others?"

"Could it be the Willow Serpent Clan?"

As Song Wen’s thoughts swirled, a familiar figure streaked past from Yuanrong’s direction, hurtling past about three thousand miles east of Song Wen’s position.

Wang Qiuyue!

Song Wen’s heart quickened.

From Wang Qiuyue, he could surely learn Yuanrong’s whereabouts, making it easy to avoid him.

Song Wen ordered the shadow void to fully extend its divine sense, monitoring every movement in the surrounding area.

After another ten or so breaths, when no pursuers appeared behind Wang Qiuyue, Song Wen finally emerged from the earth.

He summoned the Seven-Blood Centipede and merged with it, transforming into his demon body. He then darted through the forest, hot on Wang Qiuyue’s trail.

The demon body’s aura resembled that of a demon beast, vastly different from his own. Even if Yuanrong detected the lingering traces of the demon body’s aura, he wouldn’t suspect Song Wen.

Moreover, the demon body could conceal him from the Willow Serpent Clan’s pursuit.

Wang Qiuyue’s escape speed was astonishing. Song Wen chased her lingering aura for millions of miles before she finally stopped, allowing him to catch up.

"Wang..."

Song Wen was about to send a telepathic message to Wang Qiuyue, but before he could speak, a sword beam shot from her body, aimed directly at his face.

Abandoning his attempt to explain, Song Wen unleashed a massive blood sea that instantly engulfed his form.

The sword beam abruptly halted, hovering a mere three meters before the blood sea.

Wang Qiuyue frowned slightly, her gaze scrutinizing the distant blood sea thousands of kilometers away.

This blood sea was identical to Ji Yin’s methods, yet the opponent was clearly a humanoid demon beast.

"Who exactly are you..."

Before Wang Qiuyue could finish her question, the blood sea surged, revealing Ji Yin’s figure.

She immediately exhaled in relief, recalled her flying sword, and stepped forward to greet him.

"Ji Yin, have you been tracking me all this time?"

Song Wen retracted the blood sea, reverting to his human form.

"Precisely." Song Wen shifted the topic. "Did Yuanrong summon you all to hunt me down?"

Hearing this, Wang Qiuyue’s lips curled into a mocking smile.

"So you’ve been hiding nearby all along. Yuanrong has been searching the world for you along both sides of the river, even alarming the Willow Serpent Clan. He probably never dreamed you were right under his nose."

"But..." Wang Qiuyue’s face showed a hint of curiosity. "Where exactly were you hiding? Why couldn’t so many people find you? I didn’t sense your presence at all either."

"That... I’m afraid I can’t reveal that."

Song Wen replied, then continued his questioning.

"Is Yuanrong still searching in the same area?"

"He’s still there, but he should be leaving soon."

Wang Qiuyue paused briefly, carefully choosing her words before explaining further.

"According to Yuanrong’s earlier orders, we cultivators were hiding nearby, ready to assist him and the seven female cultivators who accompanied him to the Willow Serpent Clan. The signal Yuanrong sent not only alerted us but also attracted a seventh-tier Willow Serpent and several sixth-tier ones. While these serpents posed no immediate threat, their deaths will inevitably draw stronger Willow Serpents. Yuanrong wouldn’t dare linger for long."

The fact that Yuanrong was still in the area was good news for Song Wen.

"Since Yuanrong summoned you, fellow daoist, why did you suddenly flee?" Song Wen pressed.

"Hah!"

Wang Qiuyue sneered, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

"Even the Willow Serpent Clan has been provoked. Why haven’t you left yet? Do you really intend to throw your life away for Yuanrong? Did you know that none of the seven female cultivators who accompanied him to the Willow Serpent Clan returned alive?"

"Others may rush to curry favor with Yuanrong for a powerful backer, but I, Wang Qiuyue, am not so foolish. The spiritual object Yuanrong seeks must be something even Great Ascension Stage cultivators covet. Aligning with him would only drag me into a perilous situation, just like those seven female cultivators—they probably didn’t even know how they died!"

Song Wen asked, "Aren’t you afraid of angering Yuanrong with your insincere compliance and inviting a fatal disaster?"

Wang Qiuyue’s face remained scornful.

"Of the forty people who arrived through the teleportation array, nearly half have perished, leaving barely twenty survivors. Now is precisely when Yuanrong needs us most. As long as we don’t openly defy him, he won’t easily kill us—he needs us to continue serving him."

Song Wen nodded slowly.

Wang Qiuyue’s words carried a certain truth.

"Fellow Daoist, what are your plans now? Do you intend to reunite with Yuanrong, or...?" Song Wen asked.

Wang Qiuyue shook her head.

"I plan to act alone for a while before rejoining him. There’s no benefit to staying by Yuanrong’s side. If not for his Great Ascension Stage cultivation, which overwhelms everyone, and the teleportation array disk he carries—making him our only means of returning to the Eastern Profound Continent—who would willingly follow him?"

As she spoke, a flicker of concern and curiosity flashed in Wang Qiuyue’s eyes. "Now that your identity as ’Gou Jun’ has been exposed, Yuanrong will never allow you to use the teleportation array. How do you plan to return to the Eastern Profound Continent?"

"We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it. Let’s worry about it later," Song Wen replied casually, unwilling to elaborate.

"You certainly have a remarkably carefree attitude," Wang Qiuyue remarked, her tone tinged with admiration.

Suddenly, she remembered something and added, "Oh, by the way, would you be willing to join forces with me to retrieve a spiritual object?"

(End of the Chapter)

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