Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 337: Compromise



Translator: Cinder Translations

Feng Qi mobilized all the spiritual power in his body, and the power surged forth like a flood, rushing towards the ancient ding.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy surged forth, like sparks meeting a torrent of oil.

A small Jade Light Flame suddenly soared, transforming into a raging inferno that shot up into the sky.

The platinum firelight blazed brightly, illuminating the surroundings in a dazzling platinum hue.

The terrifying heat, accompanied by vast pure Yang energy, swept out in all directions.

In the face of the firelight's brilliance, all darkness and evil seemed to have nowhere to hide, ultimately destined to be extinguished by the pure Yang righteousness.

The Red-haired Ghost General waved the Top-Grade Ghost Banner, releasing a torrent of ghostly energy that was immediately dispelled.

The two copper corpses that were charging towards Feng Qi quickly halted and retreated, distancing themselves from him.

Even the ghost king did not continue its assault on Feng Qi.

Instead, it swung its ghost sword, slicing out several beams of condensed ghostly energy aimed at Feng Qi.

Both the ghosts and the copper corpses sensed an overwhelming threat from the Jade Light Flame.

Feng Qi urged the ancient ding to meet the ghost king's black sword beams.

The black sword beams collided with the platinum firelight and, surprisingly, dissipated at a visible speed.

For a moment, the two ghosts and two corpses found themselves unable to do anything against Feng Qi.

However, Feng Qi was not at ease either.

He had not truly refined the Jade Light Flame; he was merely relying on the ancient ding to barely control it for defense against his enemies.

While the Jade Light Flame could harm his foes, it could also injure him.

Being closest to the Jade Light Flame, the intense heat radiating from it felt like it was burning him alive.

This was precisely why the ghost king and the copper corpses chose to avoid the flames for

now.

They understood that Feng Qi could not maintain the Jade Light Flame for long.

Meanwhile, Song Wen, who was assisting the silver corpse in besieging Ji Ruxue, also took note of the commotion here.

He ordered the two ghosts and two corpses to trap Feng Qi, ensuring he could not escape.

Feng Qi was like a turtle in a jar; he couldn't sustain the Jade Light Flame for long. Therefore, they only needed to wear down his spiritual power without rushing to engage, to prevent the ghosts and corpses from sustaining injuries.

Song Wen and the silver corpse were about to gain the upper hand in surrounding Ji Ruxue.

Ji Ruxue saw the silver corpse charging at her and was filled with terror.

In a near instinctive reaction, she activated nine flying swords and executed her strongest move-Evil Extermination Sword Formation, intending to trap the silver corpse.

"Great Cave Divine Thunder, manifest!"

Ji Ruxue shouted loudly.

Lightning flickered on the nine long swords as they surrounded the silver corpse.

Song Wen, standing nearby, could not just watch Ji Ruxue set up the sword formation.

"Great Cave Divine Thunder? Perfect, I can do that too."

As soon as his voice fell, a thick bolt of thunder suddenly coalesced above him.

In an instant, it shot down toward Ji Ruxue.

Seeing the descending thunder, feeling its violent and unmatched pressure, Ji Ruxue was incredulous.

Song Wen had also cultivated the Great Cave Divine Thunder, and more importantly, his was far more powerful than hers.

Ji Ruxue hurriedly employed her movement technique to retreat, no longer caring about

setting up the formation.

She redirected the nine flying swords into two waves.

Four of them slashed at the thunder.

The other five aimed at the silver corpse.

In the end, Ji Ruxue, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, overestimated her

strength.

The four flying swords failed to destroy the thunder.

The five flying swords also did not stop the silver corpse.

The greatly weakened thunder struck Ji Ruxue.

She immediately stiffened, her body trembling uncontrollably.

While the thunder's damage was not fatal, it left her body rigid, rendering her escape

technique ineffective.

Taking advantage of the moment, the silver corpse lunged at her.

Its sharp claws flashed past Ji Ruxue's slender neck.

In the midst of Ji Ruxue's terrified expression, her head suddenly slipped off from her neck,

and blood gushed forth.

TLN: *Chef's Kiss** I love how the author doesn't needlessly drag fights.

Song Wen leaped up, using a secret technique of the corpse path to seal her soul and body.

After dealing with Ji Ruxue, he turned his gaze towards Feng Qi.

Feng Qi was still surrounded by the two ghosts and two corpses.

He had attempted several times to break through the encirclement using the Jade Light

Flame, but was blocked by the two ghosts and two corpses each time.

Under the illumination of the platinum glow of the Jade Light Flame, Feng Qi's face turned as

pale as paper.

When Ji Ruxue had trapped him in the sword formation, he had already consumed a

significant amount of his spiritual power.

Just a moment ago, he had forcibly activated the Jade Light Flame multiple times.

Additionally, he had to expend spiritual power to resist the high temperature of the Jade Light Flame.

As a result, his spiritual power was rapidly depleting, and he had very little left.

"Elder Wu, how about we call it a truce? Whatever treasures you want, I can give you. We have

no deep-seated grudges; why force each other?" Feng Qi said loudly.

"Feng Qi, Wang Ming and I have a deadly feud. He should have received the utmost punishment, but you secretly saved him. In the Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Liquid Palace, Wang Ming, under your orders, even stole my stone mat. How can you say there is no enmity

between us?"

Song Wen was not in a hurry to take action and calmly replied.

"Elder Wu, Wang Ming is already dead, and you killed him with your own hands. You've

already avenged yourself. As for the incident in the Ten-Thousand-Year Spiritual Liquid Palace, that was my fault, and I can compensate you with treasures." Feng Qi said.

Song Wen smiled slightly, "If I kill you, all the treasures on your body will naturally belong to

me. Don't you find it ridiculous to offer me your treasures to buy your life?"

"Wu Sheng, don't think you've already won. If I unleash all the Jade Light Flame from the

ancient ding, you might not be able to escape unscathed either."

Feng Qi said sternly.

After all, the Jade Light Flame was his only lifeline.

He could only rely on the Jade Light Flame to intimidate Song Wen.

"Feng Qi, your remaining spiritual power is minimal. I wonder how many more times you can

activate the Jade Light Flame," Song Wen said, crossing his arms with a smile.

"Wu Sheng, are you truly intent on exterminating me?"

Feng Qi gritted his teeth and said.

As he spoke, the spiritual power within him surged crazily toward the ancient ding.

The platinum flames immediately surged forth, shooting into the sky!

The intense heat and pure Yang energy swept out in all directions.

Feng Qi's face twisted in a grotesque expression as he roared loudly.

"Wu Sheng, even if I die, I'll drag you down with me!"

Under Feng Qi's urging, the tongues of the Jade Light Flame erupted toward Song Wen's direction, seemingly ready to pour out at any moment, incinerating him to ashes.

Feng Qi's move was not genuinely intended to risk his life against Song Wen; rather, he aimed

to use the might of the Jade Light Flame to intimidate Song Wen, preventing him from daring

to fight to the death.

Feeling the high temperature of the Jade Light Flame and looking at the madness on Feng Qi's face, Song Wen seemed both intimidated by the flame and wary of Feng Qi's fury.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

His expression shifted to one of fear as he quickly retreated several paces, calling out, "Elder

Feng, we are both from the same sect and old acquaintances. As long as you swear a soul oath

not to reveal a single word about today's incident, and hand over all your spiritual items as compensation, I'll let you leave. How does that sound?"

Seeing Song Wen relent, Feng Qi's spirits lifted, but he remained cautious.

"Are you serious?"

Song Wen looked at the flickering tongues of fire, his expression wavering.

"Of course. I can swear a soul oath. Elder Feng, you should gather the spiritual flames first to

conserve some spiritual power."

Feng Qi hesitated, seemingly worried that if he gathered the flames, Song Wen might take the opportunity to ambush him.

Then, he heard Song Wen continue, "To show my sincerity, I can first collect the ghosts and

corpses."

As soon as the words left his mouth, true to Song Wen's claim, the two ghosts and three corpses were all retracted by him.

Seeing this, Feng Qi's tense body involuntarily relaxed a bit.

He ceased activating the Jade Light Flame; as Song Wen said, he needed to conserve his

spiritual power.

However, he did not retract the ancient ding containing the Jade Light Flame.

The ancient ding hovered half a foot in front of him, allowing him to activate the Jade Light

Flame again at any moment, in case Song Wen went back on his word.

(End of the Chapter)

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