Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 425 - Enduring the Storm

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Shan Yue clenched her silver teeth, biting down on her lower lip, and gazed at Xing Chang inside the formation, tears flickering in her eyes.

Suddenly, her magical shield dissipated.

It felt as if all the strength had been drained from her body. The pride and anger she had earlier vanished in an instant.

Her eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at Song Wen with a pitiful, sorrowful gaze.

"Wei Ding, are you satisfied now? You've gone to great lengths to plan all of this, so what exactly do you want in the end?"

A sharp glint flashed in Song Wen's eyes.

Shan Yue had been mentally broken down step by step, and the next part would be much easier.

"Madam Xing, don't worry. I won't harm you. I only want the Xing family's secret (Focused Spirit Stab). Once I obtain this technique, I promise I won't make things difficult for you or your son."

Shan Yue replied, "I don't have the 'Focused Spirit Stab' technique, nor have I ever cultivated it."

Song Wen responded, "I know you don't have it, but I believe Madam Xing must have a way to obtain the 'Focused Spirit Stab'."

Shan Yue retorted, "That's impossible! You're underestimating the Xing family. 'Focused Spirit Stab' has three levels, each stored on the third, fourth, and fifth floors of the Xing family's transmission building. I only have foundation establishment cultivation, so I can only enter the third floor to retrieve the first level of the technique."

"Furthermore, in order to prevent the 'Focused Spirit Stab' from leaking, the Xing family forbids taking the jade slips containing the technique out of the transmission building. It can only be studied within the building."

Song Wen replied, "These are the things you need to consider."

Shan Yue shook her head, her crystalline tears falling like raindrops.

"I truly can't do anything about this."

Song Wen's expression remained unchanged as he waved the formation disk in his hand.

Shan Yue's expression turned frantic.

"Please, don't activate the formation again, or Chang'er will really die. Change the conditions, please. I can get you spirit stones, magical treasures, rare spiritual herbs, and materials. I can bring them all to you."

Seeing that Song Wen seemed to ignore her plea and was about to activate the formation again, she suddenly dropped to her knees.

"Please, I beg you, spare Chang'er."

"As long as it's not the 'Focused Spirit Stab', I'll agree to any conditions."

"Even if it means..."

Shan Yue looked resolute, her hand reaching toward her waist.

Song Wen looked down from above.

The snow-capped peaks reflected in the clear pond!

What a tempting view!

However, Song Wen soon realized that something was off about Shan Yue's condition.

Her cheeks flushed, her eyes half-lidded, and her expression seemed dreamy.

Song Wen turned his head and looked toward a corner of the cave.

There, he saw a dried-up spiritual herb.

Illusory Love Flower!

Shan Yue had been poisoned by the Illusory Love Flower!

When the old poison master attacked Xing Xinxin, he had casually thrown the Illusory Love Flower, which crashed into the cave wall and broke. The flower's fragrance had spread, and it fell to the ground.

Song Wen had been too focused on his plans to deceive Xing Chang and Shan Yue, completely forgetting about the Illusory Love Flower. He had neglected to retrieve it.

After nearly a day of gradual release, the scent of the flower had filled the entire cave.

Once Shan Yue removed her magical shield, she had unknowingly been affected by the poison.

Song Wen turned back to look at Shan Yue, whose clothing was gradually becoming more revealing, and muttered to himself.

"What a tempting sight. If I'm indifferent now, it would seem I lack appreciation for such beauty."

Song Wen felt dry in his throat and his body burning with heat.

"It seems I've also fallen victim to the illusionary poison."

Several thick pieces of clothing flew out from Song Wen's storage ring, which he used to create a bed.

TL/N: I have seen a lot of comments on Webnovel and Scribblehub saying how he isn't demonic. I guess this must be chivalrous behaviour?

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Outside, daylight broke, but the cave remained dark.

Song Wen pushed Shan Yue off of him, stood up, and dressed himself.

He looked down at Shan Yue.

So tender!

Song Wen could now truly understand Ai Kun's perspective.

"Gentle towns are the tombs of heroes!"

TL/N: No idea what that means, let me know if you do.

Shan Yue, having suffered through the night, showed no signs of waking up.

Song Wen released a thread of spiritual power, and Shan Yue's delicate body shivered, gradually regaining consciousness.

After a brief moment of confusion, Shan Yue's thoughts cleared, and the events of the previous night slowly resurfaced in her mind.

Anger, grievance, shame, humiliation...

All of it surged up in her heart.

Whether as a prominent lady in the mundane world or later becoming the concubine of the old ancestor of the Xing family, the thoughts she had always adhered to were the traditional values of obedience, lifelong loyalty, and maintaining purity.

Without a doubt, this night had shattered everything.

At this moment, Shan Yue's convictions and beliefs in life crumbled, and her heart broke.

She stared blankly ahead, her eyes vacant as if she had lost her focus, her gaze filled with deep despair and confusion.

She pulled a discarded piece of clothing to cover her exposed body, curled up into a ball, trembling uncontrollably as silent tears slowly ran down her cheeks.

After a moment, it seemed as though something had occurred to her.

Suddenly, she sat upright, cross-legged, and began to circulate her spiritual power, trying to expel what Song Wen had left inside her body.

Then, she slowly dressed herself, each movement feeling incredibly heavy, as if Song Wen had destroyed everything she had.

Shan Yue glared at Song Wen with resentment.

"Are you satisfied now? Will you let Chang'er go?"

Her voice was filled with endless sorrow.

Song Wen raised an eyebrow, mocking her. "Everything that happened last night was initiated by you. I never said I would release Xing Chang because of it."

Shan Yue, unsure whether it was lingering emotions or anger, had her face flush bright red. "You..."

Song Wen coldly replied, "Madam Xing, I'm giving you one day. If I don't see the 'Focused Spirit Stab' by this time tomorrow, you'll only have your son's corpse to collect."

Shan Yue gritted her teeth and glared at Song Wen, the flames of fury in her eyes as if she wanted to burn him to ashes.

"Madam Xing, you'd better hurry," Song Wen said as he activated the Four Symbol Formation, and a Gu flew out, landing on Xing Chang's body and burrowing into him.

Song Wen continued, "Don't think you can bring the Xing family here and have us fight to the death. I won't personally guard Xing Chang. I'll leave a Gu behind. If any strangers enter the cave, the Gu will kill your son immediately."

Shan Yue shot him a furious glance, then summoned her sword and flew out of the cave.

Humiliation, anger, hatred—these emotions filled Shan Yue's heart.

But then, as she thought of using the 'Focused Spirit Stab' to trade for Xing Chang's life, a sense of confusion began to overtake her again.

She had no idea where to begin.

She looked back at Xing Chang inside the formation, the thought of abandoning her son for her own survival suddenly surfaced in her mind.

This thought was so terrifying that it sprouted and spread in her heart like wild grass in fertile soil, growing uncontrollably.

Her affair with Song Wen had been a secret that no one else knew.

If she didn't mention it, it would remain a secret forever.

Shan Yue's gaze gradually became firm and ruthless.

Only through enduring storms does one truly grow.

This experience had shown her that the Xing family was not as omnipotent as she had imagined, and they could not always protect her.

In the chaotic sea, there were countless forces and cultivators who eyed the Xing family with greed.

The Xing family possessed abundant cultivation resources and powerful techniques, which made them a force to be reckoned with and attracted many envious and covetous gazes.

To truly establish herself in the world of cultivation, she would ultimately have to rely on her own strength.

(End of the Chapter)

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