Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 315: Ambush



Translator: Cinder Translations

Not far from where Song Wen was hiding, a few li away, three figures stood atop the treetop of a large tree.

They were Feng Qi, Leng Tianlu, and a man wearing an iron mask.

All three were staring intently toward the spot ten li away where intense spiritual energy fluctuations could be seen.

Feng Qi said, "The fight over there is a bit strange. It's been going on for a quarter of an hour, yet there's still no victor."

The masked man said, "My scouting rats detected at least two people entering the battle zone, but none have come out."

Leng Tianlu remarked, "Only going in and not coming out? Could there be some kind of plot?"

Feng Qi responded, "Whatever their plot is, it has nothing to do with us. Have the scouting rats stay alert for any movement nearby. We'll leave once daylight breaks."

Suddenly, the masked man's expression tightened.

"Not good, one of my scouting rats just died."

"Do you know what killed it?" Feng Qi asked.

The masked man shook his head.

"The distance is too far to sense. It was probably another cultivator drawn by the noise of the battle."

Meanwhile, in an open clearing about ten li away from the trio.

A beautiful female cultivator lay on the ground.

Her clothes were disheveled, exposing glimpses of her skin.

A burly man stood several dozen meters away.

He wore a monk's robe, his bald head gleaming, with six burn scars visible on his scalp.

Every few breaths, the man activated his spiritual energy and cast a fireball spell.

A fireball the size of a basin shot out, landing near the female cultivator, sending dirt flying in all directions with a deafening boom.

Hiding in the dense forest surrounding the clearing were five other cultivators.

All five of them were concealing their auras, hidden among the tree crowns.

"Other than those

fools the start, we've been lying i

for nearly a quarter of

an hour. It seems unlikely anyone else will take the bait," the woman lying on the ground

said.

The burly man remained silent for a moment before speaking.

"We should indeed leave this place now. If we stay too long, someone might notice something's off."

The woman flipped herself off the ground, dusted the dirt off her clothes, and disappeared into the forest.

The burly man removed his monk's robe and changed into a set of tight-fitting clothes.

He wiped his head, and the burn scars on his scalp fell off instantly.

In the blink of an eye, he had transformed from a monk into a robust body-refining cultivator.

He then followed the woman into the dense forest, vanishing.

The five cultivators hidden in the treetops also disappeared without a trace.

...

The night passed in silence.

The next morning, as the sun began to rise, it illuminated the entire secret realm.

At the same time, it dispelled the thick fog, making the view much clearer.

Song Wen, with a few branches stuck in his hair, stood atop the tree crown, not moving immediately.

After about a quarter of an hour, seven cultivators flew by, riding their swords toward the direction of a distant mountain.

After waiting for another half-hour or so, three more figures flew past a few li away, heading in the same direction toward the mountain.

Song Wen watched as Feng Qi and the others disappeared into the distance, staring for a long time.

Even after their figures had completely vanished from his sight, Song Wen still did not leave. He waited for nearly half an hour longer, but saw no other figures appear.

Only then did Song Wen release the Sacred Gu to scout ahead. After that, he quickly slipped into the dense forest, flying through the trees on his sword.

He flew through the dense forest for two days before finally arriving near the mountain.

This mountain was the highest and largest peak Song Wen had ever seen.

Even the Corpse Demon Peak, with its hundred thousand disciples, was not as towering as this

mountain.

It stood majestically, piercing the clouds, resembling a giant that loomed between heaven

and earth.

The mountain was covered with countless forests and streams, intricately intertwined.

Most of the mountain peak was shrouded in clouds and mist, sometimes revealing a jagged corner and at other times completely disappearing into the vast sea of clouds.

When the winds rose and clouds surged, the peak appeared even more imposing, as if it were a ferocious beast about to awaken, instilling fear in those who looked upon it.

Surrounding the foot of the mountain were several lakes of varying sizes.

In one of the lakes, several dozen li across, two gigantic beasts were locked in fierce combat.

One was a tiger over ten feet long, sporting wings on its back.

The other was a crocodile dragon several feet in length.

The crocodile dragon was covered in thick, shiny scales that emitted a cold gleam.

Its tail and limbs were powerful; each swing could stir up towering waves.

The crocodile dragon swung its thick tail, attempting to sweep the tiger into the water.

The tiger was agile and quick, its wings shimmering with a bluish light.

With a gentle flap of its wings, it traced a graceful arc in the air, skillfully avoiding the

crocodile's attacks.

It leapt high at times and dove down at others, its claws like blades, fiercely striking at the

giant crocodile.

The two beasts wrestled in the lake, neither gaining the upper hand.

The crocodile dragon, relying on its strong defense and striking power, continuously pressured the tiger, while the tiger cleverly dodged and counterattacked with its speed and

agility.

Ultimately, the crocodile dragon, leveraging its advantage in the water, successfully drove

the tiger back.

The tiger let out an unwilling roar, spilling a great deal of blood as it flapped its wings and

flew high into the sky, disappearing into the clouds.

The crocodile dragon fixed its gaze on the direction the tiger had vanished, slowly

submerging its body into the lake.

The battle between the two third-grade demon beasts attracted the attention of many

external cultivators.

At least twenty or thirty people, including Song Wen, were aware of the two beasts' fight.

These people regarded the lake and the misty mountain peak as forbidden areas.

The territory of third-grade demon beasts was not something these foundational cultivators could intrude upon.

Once the two beasts finished fighting, the hidden cultivators began to reveal themselves.

At the foot of the high mountain, there were huge entrances located to the southeast, southwest, northeast, and northwest.

These entrances were ten zhang high (33.33m or 109.35ft), all leading into the mountain's

interior.

Cultivators either flew high above or sneaked through the dense forest, almost all heading toward these four entrances.

After waiting for an hour without seeing any cultivators nearby, Song Wen dashed toward the

nearest entrance.

The entrance was built with grandeur and regulation, but countless years had passed, leaving

it in ruins.

The once smooth ground had become severely cracked and broken.

Stepping into the entrance, the surroundings abruptly turned pitch black.

Moreover, with his spiritual sense restricted, Song Wen could only release the Sacred Gu to

guard his front and back.

The passage was winding and inclined downward.

After walking a short distance, Song Wen suddenly felt a sensation of being spied upon.

Looking up, he noticed two bats hidden in the crevices of the passage's ceiling, without any spiritual energy aura.

These ordinary bats were kept by a cultivator for reconnaissance.

Since they emitted no spiritual energy, Song Wen had subconsciously overlooked them.

Being spied upon by ordinary birds and beasts was indeed quite unexpected.

At that moment.

From the dark passage ahead, dozens of black needles, thin as hairs, silently shot toward Song

Wen like the wind.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

If it hadn't been for the Sacred Gu extending Song Wen's spiritual sense range to four hundred

meters, he might not have even had time to summon a defensive barrier upon realizing the

threat.

(End of the Chapter)

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