Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 433 - The Flag of the Waves

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Seeing Song Wen in the distance still desperately fleeing, the female cultivator's lips curled into a cold smile.

"Fellow Daoist, since you are so determined not to hand over the Tide Beast, I will have no choice but to use my thunderous methods."

The aura around the female cultivator surged violently, and her speed increased rapidly.

A dark flag suddenly appeared in her hand. The flag was adorned with numerous white lines, resembling the rolling white waves of the deep sea.

She gently waved the flag.

In an instant, thick water vapor rapidly gathered from all directions.

The vapor gathered in the air, quickly forming into surging torrents of water that hurtled toward Song Wen from above.

The water flow resembled a giant dragon, tumbling through the sky with a deafening roar of crashing waves.

Song Wen's pupils contracted sharply as the water behind him pressed down with an oppressive force like a mountain.

A tall pagoda appeared above his head, materializing out of thin air.

The pagoda emitted a yellow and black glow, shielding Song Wen within its protective light.

At the same time, a massive surge of lightning erupted from Song Wen's body, forming into a silver shield that hovered behind him.

Inside the shield, a large green cauldron appeared.

The pagoda was the first to be struck by the oncoming water.

The yellow and black light flickered under the assault of the water but ultimately couldn't withstand the torrent's power.

The glow dispersed, and the pagoda fell, shrinking to the size of a small tower, landing in Song Wen's hand.

Next, the water struck the silver lightning shield with the force of a beast.

The shield shattered under the violent tearing of the water, breaking into countless tiny bolts of lightning.

A massive "Boom!" sounded.

The water then crashed into the green cauldron with tremendous force.

The green cauldron swayed but remained intact.

Despite the relentless waves crashing against it, the cauldron stood firm like an island in the ocean, resilient and unyielding against the oncoming tide.

Under the impact of the water, Song Wen was unharmed and even gained speed, swiftly escaping the range of the attack.

"Huh! Interesting. A mere early-stage Golden Core cultivator is able to withstand a torrent from the Flag of Waves," the female cultivator murmured to herself.

Before she finished speaking, her speed increased again, and she rapidly closed the distance between her and Song Wen.

"Fellow Daoist, I am Xing Yixuan of the Xing family. May I ask your name? Would you consider joining the Xing family and serving our cause?" she called out.

Upon hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in Song Wen's eyes.

Xing Yixuan!

She was the rumored proud daughter of the Xing family, a genius who was on par with Xing Li Ren, the family's most extraordinary talent.

Now, seeing her in person, it was clear that Xing Yixuan's talent surpassed that of Xing Li Ren. She had already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage.

Song Wen had previously suspected that he had fallen into a trap set by Shan Yue, and that this woman had been sent by Shan Yue to take his life.

But now, it seemed he was simply unlucky to have run into Xing Yixuan.

Her earlier attack had clearly been a restrained one.

If she had gone all out, with his early-stage Golden Core cultivation, he would have found it nearly impossible to resist.

"Fellow Daoist, from your attire and techniques, it seems you are a lone cultivator. Why not join my Xing family?"

"My Xing family is one of the five major powers in the Unordered Sea, with deep foundations. By joining us, not only will you receive abundant spiritual stones and pills, but you will also be able to learn many secret techniques of the Xing family."

Xing Yixuan's face wore a smile, her tone sincere, as if she were desperately seeking talent.

However, Song Wen, still focused on fleeing ahead, paid no attention to her words.

The smile on Xing Yixuan's face faded, and her voice carried a cold edge.

"It seems you look down on my Xing family. Since you refuse to show respect, then go die!"

At this point, the distance between Xing Yixuan and Song Wen had narrowed to less than twenty miles.

She waved the flag in her hand again, continuing her relentless pursuit.

The Flag of Waves

Streams of water gathered on the Flag of Waves, resembling the Milky Way cascading from the heavens, blocking out the sun as they surged toward Song Wen.

The water was overwhelming, the torrents ravaging the sky as if attempting to flood the entire world.

Each wave of water was like a giant dragon, carrying a force that could shake the heavens.

Song Wen focused his mind. These attacks exceeded his defensive limits, and if he were caught by the torrents, it would be impossible to escape the fate of being shattered to pieces.

Suddenly, a large amount of blood mist exploded from his body.

The mist enveloped him, gradually obscuring his figure within.

Several torrents rushed forward, pulling the blood mist with them, but within the mist, Song Wen's figure had vanished.

Xing Yixuan furrowed her brow, her heart filled with suspicion.

"What kind of escape technique is this? It's so strange and unpredictable, to think it can make someone vanish so suddenly. I've never heard of such a thing!"

Her gaze was sharp as a knife, scanning the vast and boundless sea below.

About two hundred miles away, a mass of blood mist suddenly appeared.

Song Wen's figure fell out from the blood mist.

After advancing to the Golden Core stage, his life level had undergone a transformation, his physical body had been reborn.

The blood within him had also undergone a metamorphosis.

Although the total amount of blood in his body had decreased, reduced to about a hundred drops, enough to fill two jade vials, the quality had greatly improved. Each drop now contained vast amounts of energy and vitality.

Due to the special nature of Song Wen's body, the hidden total amount of blood inside him had already surpassed that of a peak Golden Core cultivator.

This allowed him, when using his blood escape technique, to escape further distances than a typical peak Golden Core cultivator.

Song Wen did not dare to stop, summoning the lightning to continue fleeing in the distance.

Two jade vials appeared in his hand. He tilted his head back and drank the blood inside in one gulp.

The blood was quickly absorbed by his body, replenishing the lost blood used for the escape technique, restoring him to full capacity.

These were the blood reserves he had prepared in advance for emergencies. He still had several more vials in his storage ring.

A glimmer of astonishment flashed in Xing Yixuan's eyes, clearly intrigued by the blood escape technique.

A playful smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and she coldly murmured.

"This escape technique is quite extraordinary. But do you think this is enough to escape from my grasp?"

Anyone could tell that the technique consumed an immense amount of blood.

And blood could not be quickly restored.

Xing Yixuan assumed that Song Wen had taken out two jade vials filled with some kind of blood replenishing pills, not realizing that Song Wen's blood had already fully recovered.

Xing Yixuan transformed into a streak of light and quickly pursued him.

In the vast and open sea, Song Wen had nowhere to hide, and the effectiveness of his blood escape technique was severely weakened.

Seeing that his opponent relentlessly pursued, Song Wen decisively changed direction, shooting toward the sky like an arrow.

High in the air, the clouds and mist were dense, obstructing the view—a perfect place to shake off his pursuers.

When Xing Yixuan closed the gap to fifty miles, Song Wen vanished into a mass of clouds.

Fifty miles was beyond the range of Xing Yixuan's spiritual sense.

Xing Yixuan immediately lost track of Song Wen.

Moments later, she followed closely and entered the mist.

The clouds in the sky shifted, sometimes gathering, sometimes scattering, taking on various forms.

Some clouds connected, forming a vast sea of clouds; others were isolated, like a lone island floating in the air.

The thickness of the mist also varied; some were dense and opaque, completely obscuring the view, while others were light and airy, like thin gauze.

The wind stirred the clouds!

The scene was ever-changing!

In such an environment, it would be extremely difficult for Xing Yixuan to find Song Wen.

She could only rely on her keen senses to track his faint residual aura.

(End of the Chapter)

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