Urban Super Medical Sage Chapter 2109 - 2207: Still Not Faster? (Second Update)

However, in the very next moment, a sudden turn of events unfolded.

"Master, I, Ke Wuxin, may be defeated, but I will never yield to Su Chen! Never!" Ke Wuxin declared, his voice unexpectedly soft. An unnerving composure was etched on his face, yet behind it, a desperate, unhinged madness blazed in his eyes.

"Wuxin..." A profound sense of foreboding washed over Fu Qianjiu as he instinctively moved to speak.

Abruptly, Ke Wuxin’s plea echoed, "Supreme Dark Heaven, I, Ke Wuxin, pledge myself to the Dark Demon Path, seeking your supreme strength from the heavens!" A look of fervent devotion contorted his features.

The moment Ke Wuxin uttered these words, a bizarre and chilling transformation began to manifest.

Witness it:

The blood that saturated Ke Wuxin’s body started to churn and boil, its scarlet hue undulating in waves like ripples on a tranquil lake.

Gradually, the vibrant red shifted, darkening to an ominous black.

Furthermore, Ke Wuxin’s hair rapidly turned a stark, pure white.

His eyes, too, intensified in redness, losing all distinction between iris and sclera, becoming a piercing crimson. It was the predatory crimson of famished Demonic Beasts, brimming with a cruel, icy, and bone-chilling malevolence.

To compound the horror, Ke Wuxin’s shattered limbs and broken ribs were visibly regenerating.

A repulsive, terrifying, and unholy dark aura radiated outwards from his form in every direction.

As his body mended, it simultaneously began to swell and expand unnaturally.

The ground beneath him sagged and turned black under the immense pressure.

"No!!!" Fu Qianjiu, witnessing this on the Martial Performance Stage, nearly collapsed. His throat constricted, his pupils shrank to pinpricks, his gaze locked onto Ke Wuxin in sheer terror and disbelief.

Demonization?

Had he fallen to the Dark Plane?

The Dark Plane, a realm of dread and malevolence.

The most direct route to demonization involved offering one’s soul to the Supreme Dark Heaven of the Dark Plane, its most powerful entity. This solemn offering would inevitably draw the Supreme Dark Heaven’s attention.

Upon the soul’s sacrifice, a cultivator would receive the Supreme Dark Heaven’s blessings, experiencing a meteoric, albeit temporary, surge in power.

Yet, from that moment onward, they would become a demon, their hearts consumed by malice, far outweighing any trace of benevolence. Their past cultivation journey would be irrevocably destroyed, their foundational Dao shattered.

Survival would henceforth depend on ceaseless slaughter, transforming them into cruel, bloodthirsty, and utterly inhuman beings.

In essence, they cease to be considered human.

Throughout the eons, when the Divine Demon Clan from the Dark Plane launched their invasions upon the Flame Plane, devastating its entirety, the demons of the Dark Plane were universally reviled.

Regardless of the conflicts, disputes, or mortal grudges among the various factions of the Flame Plane, their stance towards demonized cultivators who had sacrificed their souls and fallen to the Dark Plane was unified: eradication.

This meant that Ke Wuxin, in his current state of demonization, was now severed from the Flame Plane, this world bathed in sunlight, spiritual energy, and starlight. He faced a grim choice: be hunted down by relentless cultivators or flee into the unending darkness of the Dark Plane, succumbing to eternal ruin.

Furthermore, with Ke Wuxin's demonization, his connection to the Imperial Academy was irrevocably severed.

The Imperial Academy, which had placed infinite hope in this prodigy, its pride and joy, had now lost him forever.

Although Ke Wuxin was still in the process of demonizing, the transformation was already irreversible.

Once the irreversible process of demonization commenced, there was no turning back.

"This is because of me..." Fu Qianjiu stood petrified, appearing to have aged millennia in an instant, his face etched with profound despair.

Fu Qianjiu believed this catastrophe was a direct result of his gifting Ke Wuxin the Dark Crystal.

The previous day, Ke Wuxin had visited the Imperial Pavilion, lamenting his treatment and the cold shoulder he’d received from An Yu.

Fu Qianjiu understood Ke Wuxin’s desire for more valuable resources from his master.

Fu Qianjiu, lacking any other disciples or descendants, had always considered Ke Wuxin as his own kin.

Thus, he had acquiesced, bestowing upon him the entirety of his Dark Crystal hoard.

He had, of course, cautioned Ke Wuxin about the inherent dangers of the Dark Crystal, advising him to purge any malevolent thoughts, demonic impulses, or worldly attachments contained within it during his absorption process.

Fu Qianjiu had presumed Ke Wuxin would heed his warning.

Tragically, Ke Wuxin had not.

Consequently, Ke Wuxin could now demonize with a mere thought, a feat that would prove exceedingly difficult for ordinary cultivators.

"You scoundrel, why don't you kill him?! Why not strike him down now?!" An Yu suddenly cried out, her voice echoing loudly at the same moment.

Ke Wuxin was undergoing a transformation, entering a state of demonization.

His aura surged uncontrollably, rising with manic speed.

His power also escalated dramatically.

Should Ke Wuxin successfully complete his demonization, his strength would undoubtedly reach another terrifying echelon.

At that point, Su Chen's demise would be inevitable.

Even with the affliction of demonization, certain deep-seated obsessions would remain unchanged.

Su Chen was one such obsession for Ke Wuxin; even in his corrupted state, his hatred for Su Chen was paramount, and the desire to kill him remained.

An Yu, witnessing Su Chen's apparent hesitation, felt an overwhelming sense of frustration.

She couldn't quite pinpoint the reason for her anxiety, perhaps it was Su Chen's perceived recklessness, a quality she found unbearable?

"Yu'er, you..." Aunt Lin looked at An Yu with a touch of surprise.

"A demonized person is an enemy to all, and though that scoundrel is despicable, the demonized one is far worse," An Yu explained, a slight awkwardness coloring her soft-spoken words.

"That is indeed the case," Aunt Lin agreed with a gentle nod.

Meanwhile, Su Chen remained motionless.

He calmly observed Ke Wuxin, watching the process of demonization unfold.

While demonization could indeed enhance one's power exponentially, increasing it tenfold or more, Su Chen pondered its true significance.

Even if Ke Wuxin's might grew by leaps and bounds, in Su Chen's eyes, he was still merely trash, capable of being annihilated in an instant—nothing more.

Therefore, there was no urgency on Su Chen's part.

His absolute power instilled in him an unshakeable confidence.

Furthermore, a certain thought flickered through Su Chen's mind at that moment.

Demonization?

The word conjured a memory, a vision of a specific individual.

He recalled a figure who had selflessly chosen to demonize to ensure his survival.

Ji Linger.

A woman who held a special place deep within Su Chen's heart.

Fortunately, Ji Linger's act of demonization back then had not involved the direct sacrifice of her soul to the Supreme Dark Heaven, making her salvation possible.

And he had managed to save her.

Utilizing his Absolute Space ability, he had obtained the Void Bodhi Leaf.

Yet, regretfully.

Ji Linger's demonic nature seemed to have receded, but her true self had yet to awaken.

Currently, Ji Linger resided within Su Chen's Azure Mysterious Realm.

She was still alive.

But she existed in a state akin to being undead.

As for when Ji Linger might finally awaken, Su Chen himself had no answer.

He found himself incapable of doing anything further, as Ji Linger was not afflicted by any ailment; she was merely in a deep slumber.

According to Jiuyou's conjecture, Ji Linger possessed the bloodline of the Phoenix Clan, and it was an exceptionally, exceedingly, profoundly advanced Phoenix Clan bloodline.

If Ji Linger were a conventional martial cultivator, she should have awakened after being purified by the Void Bodhi Leaf.

Regrettably, Ji Linger was no ordinary martial cultivator; she was a Phoenix with a high-tier bloodline.

The dual experiences of demonization and subsequent purification appeared to have stimulated the potent bloodline within Ji Linger, propelling her towards an awakening into a higher form of her lineage.

This process of generating a superior bloodline was inherently challenging, seemingly necessitating an extended period of dormancy.

In reality, for Ji Linger, these hundreds of years of sleep were not exceptionally long, considering the Phoenix Clan's natural lifespan far surpassed that of humans. Even without cultivation, they could live for millions of years, and with dedicated practice, their lifespans could extend for tens of millions of years or more.

Members of the Phoenix Clan often entered periods of sleep lasting for millennia, even tens of thousands of years.

Thus, these past few hundred years might truly represent no more than a common slumber for Ji Linger.

"Ling'er, when will you finally awaken?" Observing Ke Wuxin's demonization at this very moment brought Su Chen's thoughts back to Ji Linger, the beautiful, warm presence residing in the depths of his heart.

To this day, Su Chen could vividly recall Ji Linger standing resolutely before him, choosing to embrace demonization.