Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 541 - The Family Tournament

Translator: Cinder Translations

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After a month of travel, the flying ship crossed over seven million miles, and Song Wen arrived at a large island spanning tens of thousands of miles.

"This is Yaotai Island, the domain of the Cui Family, one of the five major powers. Xu Geng actually escaped here. Could it be... that there's something wrong with his soul body?"

The Cui Family, one of the two major demonic forces in the Chaotic Sea, was most skilled in the art of controlling ghosts.

The Cui family had no shortage of soul-nourishing materials and ghost-controlling techniques.

Following the guidance of the green smoke, Song Wen arrived at the largest city on Yaotai Island—Yaotai City, which was also the Cui Family's main stronghold.

Yaotai City was divided into three main areas: the marketplace, the residences of loose cultivators, and the area housing the Cui Family's bloodline members.

The core members of the Cui Family did not live in Yaotai City but in the Biluo Mountain to the east of the city.

The spiritual energy in Biluo Mountain was far richer than in Yaotai City, and the mountain range had eighteen peaks.

Song Wen stowed away his flying ship and disguised himself as a young loose cultivator who had just formed his foundation. He landed in Yaotai City.

He traversed half the city and arrived at a large plaza in the western district.

The plaza was crowded with people, both loose cultivators and Cui Family disciples.

They had come to watch the battles.

In the center of the plaza, there were ten arenas.

Each arena was one zhang tall and two hundred zhang wide, surrounded by a transparent barrier formed by an array.

Inside each arena, two cultivators were engaged in combat.

The Cui Family was currently holding a major internal family competition, possibly to showcase the strength of the younger generation, and loose cultivators were also allowed to watch.

The participants were all Qi Refining cultivators, most of whom had reached the perfect stage of Qi Refining.

Song Wen's gaze swept over the cultivators and finally landed on the waiting area beside the arenas.

In the waiting area, more than a hundred Cui Family cultivators were waiting to take their turn.

Among them was a male cultivator, who appeared slightly nervous. He sat cross-legged on the ground, seemingly trying to adjust his state, but couldn't calm his mind. He occasionally opened his eyes and looked toward the arena.

This cultivator had reached the perfect stage of Qi Refining. However, he was nearly thirty years old, and in a prestigious family like the Cui Family, he was considered to have mediocre talent.

Through the Thousand Mile Breath Tracking Technique, Song Wen could sense that Xu Geng was hiding within this person. However, Xu Geng had not taken over his body; instead, he was hiding inside a certain treasure on this cultivator.

"Xu Geng is the vice master of the Divine Blood Gate. Why would he hide in the body of a Qi Refining cultivator?" Song Wen wondered.

"Arena number three, Cui Huo vs. Cui Xingchen."

The male cultivator visibly trembled when he heard the name "Cui Huo" and hurriedly stood up.

Cui Huo was his name.

He exerted a little force with his legs and climbed onto the arena.

His opponent, Cui Xingchen, was a young man in his early twenties.

"Cui Huo, just admit defeat! You're no match for me. Conserve your strength; perhaps you'll be able to win a few more matches later and secure a decent ranking," Cui Xingchen said with unhidden arrogance and confidence.

Feeling looked down upon, Cui Huo's face darkened with dissatisfaction.

"Cui Xingchen, we're both at the perfect stage of Qi Refining. Whether I win or lose is still undecided."

Cui Xingchen's lips curled up slightly. "Since you don't know your limits, I'll let you experience my newly refined Mother and Child Yin Ghosts."

As soon as he finished speaking, a gray ghost banner appeared in his hand.

The banner waved, and a female ghost, accompanied by a chilling aura, leapt out of the ghost banner.

The ghost was about ten feet tall and extremely corpulent, like a mountain of flesh.

As soon as she appeared, she charged toward Cui Huo with a howling wind. Above the plaza, a flying ship hovered, with several figures standing on board.

"The Mother and Child Ghosts that Xingchen made are quite well-crafted. Especially the ghost baby inside the ghost mother's womb; it has the potential to advance to the second stage of a ghost general."

The speaker was a female cultivator in the Golden Core early stage, Cui Hongying, who had previously met Song Wen.

"This child Xingchen is worth cultivating, he might even have a chance to form a core," said Cui San, who stood beside her.

"As for this Cui Huo, his aptitude and temperament are lacking. It'll be difficult for him to even form his foundation," Cui Hongying commented.

Cui Huo watched as the horrifying, grotesque face of the ghost mother drew nearer, a look of panic flashing across his face.

However, he quickly suppressed the fear in his heart and exhaled softly.

"Soul Blood Seal!"

A blood-red spiritual force began to form between Cui Huo's palms.

He slapped his hands forward, and the blood-red energy shot toward the approaching ghost mother.

Just as the energy was about to strike the ghost mother, it suddenly exploded, turning into a blood-red ring that tightly bound the ghost mother.

The blood-red ring shrank rapidly, like an invisible noose, constricting the ghost mother's soul body.

The ghost mother let out a terrible scream, and her bloated body was squeezed and deformed by the blood-red ring's binding.

Seeing this, Cui Xingchen froze for a moment.

It was clear that he had not expected Cui Huo to have such a technique.

He quickly made several hand seals, directing them at the ghost mother.

Suddenly, the ghost mother's abdomen split open, and two tiny hands emerged.

The tiny hands pried open the裂 opening, and a blood-soaked baby's head poked out.

"Hiss!"

The ghost baby let out an excited, bloodthirsty cheer, as if celebrating its escape from the ghost mother's belly.

Before it could crawl out of the ghost mother's womb, the blood-red ring that had been around the ghost mother's chest suddenly transformed, creating several illusory figures.

These phantom figures shot toward the ghost mother's abdomen, binding both the ghost mother and the ghost baby together.

The ghost mother struggled incessantly, while the ghost baby bit and tore at the blood-red ring.

However, no matter how they fought, they couldn't break free from the ring's restraint.

Instead, the two ghosts gradually deformed as the ring tightened, as if their souls might be torn apart at any moment.

"Cui Huo, stop! I admit defeat!"

Seeing his mother and child ghosts in danger of disintegrating, Cui Xingchen quickly shouted.

Cui Huo raised his hand and waved, dispersing the blood-red ring.

His face was slightly pale, and sweat beaded on his forehead, indicating that using the Soul Blood Seal had drained him significantly.

"Soul Blood Seal? Why have I never heard of this technique before? Where did Cui Huo learn it?" Cui Hongying asked curiously.

Cui San shook his head. "I've never seen this technique either."

Losing to the relatively unknown Cui Huo left Cui Xingchen with a very ugly expression, but with his strength inferior, he had nothing to say.

The Cui family members watching from below were equally shocked. The famed genius Cui Xingchen had been defeated by Cui Huo.

When did Cui Huo become this strong?

Amidst the discussions and gazes, Cui Xingchen walked down the arena, defeated.

For the first time, Cui Huo, who had attracted so much attention from the family, felt as though he were walking on air, as if his feet barely touched the ground.

TL/N: Oh my, is this an MC with the Grandpa template?

(End of the Chapter)

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