Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 138: The Yellow Sparrow

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Wu Ren glanced at Yan Yuyan, who was several dozen meters away and severely injured. He wanted to take the opportunity to eliminate her, but he found himself too weak to rise.

The sword aura lingering within him was violently tearing at his internal organs. Without the protection of magical energy, his five organs would have been turned into mush.

Additionally, the large wound on his chest caused severe blood loss. He swallowed two healing pills, sitting cross-legged to suppress the rampant sword aura inside him while controlling the wound on his chest to reduce blood loss.

Suddenly, two copper corpses rushed in.

Previously, Wu Ren could have easily destroyed these second-tier corpses with a wave of his hand, but now he found himself lacking the strength.

The appearance of the two copper corpses also drew Yan Yuyan's attention. She struggled to get up.

Sudden, excruciating pain overwhelmed her, causing her to fall to the ground again, helplessly watching as the two corpses approached.

Fortunately, the corpses were heading straight for Wu Ren.

Wu Ren could only use his remaining magical energy to strike down the copper corpse that had pounced on him.

"Boom!"

The strike hit the corpse's head, but Wu Ren's injuries were too severe. The copper corpse's head was only partially crushed and didn't lose its mobility, grabbing Wu Ren's hand and biting down with its half-mouth.

Wu Ren, in pain, prepared to strike again, but the other copper corpse had already lunged at him.

Opening its large mouth and revealing its fangs, it bit towards Wu Ren's neck.

Wu Ren was greatly alarmed, channeling his magical energy to strike the second copper corpse.

Before he could hit the corpse, Wu Ren's expression changed suddenly, filled with fear.

He had repeatedly tried to use his remaining magical energy but couldn't suppress the rampaging sword aura inside him. The sword aura was like a beast released from its cage, wreaking havoc inside his body.

In an instant, his organs were shredded into a pool of red paste by the numerous sword auras.

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Seeing Wu Ren completely lifeless, the undamaged corpse puppet climbed off Wu Ren's body, its mouth still covered in blood and flesh. It turned its gaze toward Yan Yuyan, who was now struggling to stand with the Snow Condensing Sword as her only support.

Her face, bloodied and mangled, showed a resolute and unyielding expression.

"Roar!"

The corpse puppet stepped forward and charged at Yan Yuyan.

Before it reached her, it raised its black, sharp claws and clawed at Yan Yuyan's injured left arm.

A streak of light, like a cold flash, cut through the night sky!

The corpse puppet was cleanly split in half, its rotting organs and black liquid splattering everywhere.

Yan Yuyan, having lost the support of her long sword, fell to the ground again.

The corpse puppet with only half a head looked at Yan Yuyan on the ground. Its face still showed determination, and its eyes were fixed on the corpse puppet several dozen meters away.

It seemed intimidated by Yan Yuyan's aura and the chilling gleam of the Snow Condensing Sword, as it dragged Wu Ren's body away.

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Moments later, Song Wen retrieved Wu Ren's body from the corpse puppet and casually removed the storage ring from his finger.

He reached into the gaping hole in the corpse's chest, and the vast amount of Wu Ren's blood surged into Song Wen's body. Already saturated with qi and blood, Song Wen felt quite uncomfortable.

Wu Ren's soul, not yet detached from the body, also emerged.

"Youngster, I didn't expect it to be you again, killing my direct descendants and daring to destroy my body."

"Without reaching the Golden Core, you are nothing but ants. The soul of a Golden Core cultivator is something you ants can't even imagine."

"I will not only seize your body but also imprison your soul to refine into a soul lamp, making you endure eternal suffering in the flames."

Wu Ren's soul, wrapped in powerful spiritual energy, surged toward Song Wen's sea of consciousness like a raging storm.

Song Wen sneered at Wu Ren's self-imposed predicament.

"Such useless chatter!"

"How dare you underestimate me..."

Before Wu Ren could finish his threats, he felt a terrifying suction force from Song Wen, causing his soul to accelerate toward Song Wen's sea of consciousness.

"What kind of trick is this?"

Feeling the overwhelming and irresistible suction, Wu Ren's voice showed a hint of panic.

In an instant, his soul was drawn into Song Wen's sea of consciousness.

An endless black void, like the depths of hell, appeared before his soul.

Wu Ren's soul became filled with fear, "What is this terrifying thing? How can there be such a horrible existence in your sea of consciousness?"

At that moment, Wu Ren's pride and dignity as a Golden Core expert were completely shattered.

"No! Please spare my soul. I don't want to be dispersed, never to be resurrected."

"This is not up to you." Song Wen's mocking voice echoed in the sea of consciousness.

Amid Wu Ren's terrified pleas, his soul was swallowed by the black void and completely disappeared from this world.

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Song Wen put away the "Breath Concealment and Spirit Isolation Array," summoned all the surrounding Black Armored Bugs for surveillance, and then retracted his aura, letting the rushing current carry him downstream.

This place was no longer safe!

Yan Yuyan, who had temporarily controlled her injuries, had already left with her severed arm.

If she called for righteous cultivators, even if he hid at the river bottom with the "Breath Concealment and Spirit Isolation Array," it would not be safe. There was no guarantee that those righteous cultivators wouldn't search through the river thoroughly.

Song Wen soaked in the river for three days and nights, and the continuous washing and tumbling of the river water made him a bit dizzy. But the water flow was not fast, and he estimated that he had drifted over a thousand miles downstream.

He carefully released the Black Armored Bug, and after devouring Wu Ren's soul, his spiritual sense advanced to the late Foundation Establishment stage, expanding his spiritual sense range to three miles.

With the Black Armored Bug's help, he could detect all movements within a radius of ten miles, a range comparable to some Golden Core cultivators.

After confirming that there were no dangers around, Song Wen emerged from the river.

He climbed out, feeling the discomfort of his wet clothes sticking to him. Using his spiritual energy, he made the moisture evaporate, and within moments, his clothes were dry.

TL Note: Neat.

(End of the Chapter)

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