Record of a Demon's Cultivation Chapter 1521: A Dog Must Know Its Place

"This is a minor matter," Wei Wuren said respectfully. "We will certainly comply."

Beside him, Wei Tiancheng seethed with rage.

"Ancestor Wei Wuren, can't you see? Feng Xin is merely using this as an excuse to extort our Wei Clan! That woman is nothing but an ant who just ascended from the Lower Realm. How could she possibly be an old friend of Feng Xin's? This is clearly a fabricated excuse!" Wei Tiancheng barked.

Wei Wuren's expression turned icy.

"Enough. Return to the clan with me to gather the spirit stones."

"Ancestor, but..." Wei Tiancheng's face was filled with reluctance. "What if Feng Xin's status as a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate is false? We can't just take his word based on a single mystic treasure, can we?"

A fleeting glint of sharp light flashed in Wei Wuren's eyes.

He suddenly turned, his gaze like two solid blades of frost, piercing Song Wen.

The scrutinizing look seemed to bore through Song Wen, as if trying to dissect him from the inside out.

Wei Wuren shook his head. "The Blood Sea Seal alone is enough to prove Young Master Feng Xin's identity. This treasure is only accessible to core disciples of the Divine Blood Gate, and only they are privy to its refining methods."

Wei Tiancheng still wanted to say more, but Wei Wuren forcibly dragged him into the mountain gate with his spiritual power.

Another Body Integration Stage cultivator from the Wei Clan bowed respectfully to Song Wen before turning to leave.

"Ancestor, do you truly believe he's a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate?" Wei Tiancheng asked, still unconvinced, after they entered the mountain gate.

With the Clan Protection Formation surrounding the mountain gate, they no longer feared their words being overheard by 'Feng Xin'. They could now plot freely.

"Whether we believe it or not makes no difference. As long as we can't prove he's a fake, we have no choice but to treat him as genuine," Wei Wuren said with a hint of helplessness.

"Why don't we just kill him outright? Even if he really is from the Divine Blood Gate, without any proof, they won't be able to do anything to us," Wei Tiancheng suggested.

"You underestimate the Divine Blood Gate," Wei Wuren said. "They don't need concrete evidence to destroy our Wei Clan. Suspicion alone is enough."

"Then we'll eliminate all witnesses! That way, the Divine Blood Gate won't even have a pretext to suspect us," Wei Tiancheng suggested.

"We can't kill them all," Wei Wuren replied. "The moment Feng Xin first visited our clan, news spread that a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate had appeared in Wuyan City. If he dies, our Wei Clan will inevitably become the target of their suspicion."

"This..." Wei Tiancheng suppressed his frustration but was at a loss for solutions. "Is there no way to confirm Feng Xin's identity?"

"I've already sent someone to contact the Rong Clan through the Limitless Transmission Array," Wei Wuren said. "However, the Divine Blood Gate does not publicly disclose the identities or any information about its core disciples. The Rong Clan cannot confirm Feng Xin's identity either."

"So we're just going to let Feng Xin manipulate us? He's only at the Void Refinement stage!" Wei Tiancheng exclaimed.

"It seems we have no other choice," Wei Wuren said.

As Yan Yuyan watched Wei Tiancheng and the other two enter the mountain gate, a flicker of solemnity crossed her eyes.

From the fragmented conversations between Ji Yin, Wei Tiancheng, and Wei Wuren, she had roughly deduced the reason for the Wei Clan's obsequious flattery of Ji Yin.

Ji Yin claimed to be a core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate, and the Wei Clan had believed him.

However, based on her understanding of Ji Yin and the Divine Blood Gate itself, this claim was likely false.

The Tianyuan Realm still retained some ruins of the Divine Blood Gate. Ji Yin had probably obtained certain inheritances from these ruins, including the method for refining the Blood Sea Seal.

Yan Yuyan had seen the Blood Sea Seal before; she had witnessed this treasure in the Lower Realm.

Moreover, the Divine Blood Gate, which had long since vanished from the Tianyuan Realm, was likely an extremely powerful sect in the mystic realm.

"Senior, what should we do next?" Yan Yuyan asked softly.

"Wait. We'll wait for the Wei Clan to obediently hand over the spirit stones," Song Wen replied.

"But what if the Wei Clan has malicious intentions?" Yan Yuyan countered.

"No need to worry. They don't have the guts," Song Wen said casually.

Song Wen didn't care whether Wei Tiancheng and the others harbored malicious intent.

His true goal was simply to lure out the Wei Clan's five Body Integration Stage cultivators, eliminate them all, and vent his inner fury.

Yan Yuyan still felt uneasy, but she didn't say anything more. She remained hovering in the air behind and to the left of Song Wen, waiting quietly.

Before long, five figures emerged from the mountain gate in single file. In addition to the three Wei Tiancheng had previously encountered, there was a man and a woman, both at the Body Integration Stage.

"Young Master Feng Xin, here are three million high-grade spirit stones. We hope you will verify their authenticity," Wei Wuren said, tossing a storage ring to Song Wen.

Song Wen caught the ring in mid-air and probed it with his divine sense. As Wei Wuren had claimed, the ring indeed contained three million high-grade spirit stones.

It seems I still haven't squeezed them dry, Song Wen thought to himself.

The fact that the ring was filled entirely with high-grade spirit stones proved that three million high-grade spirit stones were far from draining the Wei Clan dry. Otherwise, they would have used some mid-grade or low-grade spirit stones to make up the difference.

"Now, will you apologize to my friend?" Song Wen asked.

"Little Friend Yan, the Wei Clan was indeed at fault for pursuing you. I, Wei Wuren, representing the entire Su Clan, offer you our sincere apologies."

As Wei Wuren spoke, he and the other four bowed deeply toward Yan Yuyan. Perhaps overwhelmed by the presence of five Body Integration Stage cultivators, Yan Yuyan appeared flustered and unsure how to respond.

Seizing the opportunity, Song Wen closed the distance, advancing to within three meters of the five figures.

"Wei Wuren, it seems my friend has no intention of forgiving you."

"Feng Xin, don't push too far. We of the Wei Clan have met all your demands. Five of us, all Body Integration Stage cultivators, have already bowed down to a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator. What more do you want?" Wei Tiancheng said coldly.

His eyes blazed with fury, nearly spitting fire as he glared at Song Wen, as if he wanted to tear him to shreds.

"Heh!" Song Wen chuckled softly. "Does Clan Head Wei feel humiliated?"

Wei Tiancheng's teeth clenched, veins bulging on his forehead, his furious gaze sharp enough to cut.

Yet Song Wen seemed oblivious to the man-eating glare, his mocking smile widening as he continued.

"So what if the Wei Clan is humiliated? You're nothing but a dog under the Rong Clan, and the Rong Clan is merely a lapdog for my Divine Blood Gate. A dog must know its place—never bark at your master."

Even Wei Wuren, who had been fawning over Song Wen, frowned slightly at these words.

The other four were no exception. Wei Tiancheng's body crackled with power, as if he might strike at any moment.

"What?" Song Wen leaned closer to Wei Tiancheng. "You still want to attack this young master, you dog?"

"I'll kill you!"

Spiritual light surged from Wei Tiancheng's hand as he slammed his palm toward Song Wen's head.