Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 282: A Debt as Heavy as a Mountain



Translator: Cinder Translations

Seven days later.

Song Wen's appointment as an elder deacon was officially announced.

At that time, Song Wen was refining pills in the Xuan Alchemy Room.

News of his promotion spread quickly.

Soon, all the alchemists in the room learned of this news.

Regardless of their familiarity with Song Wen, they all congratulated him.

Even Huo Ding, who hadn't met him in a long time, specially left the alchemy room to offer his congratulations.

It was quite rare for someone like Song Wen, who had just joined the Beastmaster Sect for only four months, to be promoted to elder deacon so quickly.

In the world of cultivation, interpersonal relationships were equally important. Regardless of whether the other party could help you in the future, leaving a good impression was always beneficial.

Among the many figures, one stood out.

Zuo Shuiyun stood at a distance, watching Song Wen with a hint of jealousy in her eyes.

Since becoming the honorary elder of the Xuan Alchemy Room, she had been plotting and flattering others, even sacrificing her appearance, and diligently practicing alchemy, all to become an elder deacon and secure her place in the Alchemy Peak.

What she hadn't anticipated was that the three who became honorary elders alongside her were quite different.

Huo Ding, with outstanding talent in alchemy, was a disciple of the peak master, and didn't need to vie for power; as long as he practiced diligently, fame and fortune would come eventually.

Zhou Siyi, this generation's seventh disciple, didn't seem too concerned about alchemy; after completing a single mission, she inexplicably advanced to the position of elder deacon.

Zuo Shuiyun always believed that Zhou Siyi's rapid promotion was entirely due to the favor of her vice-peak master father.

Now, even "Wu Sheng," a casual cultivator who had joined the sect midway, had become an elder deacon.

This made Zuo Shuiyun feel extremely dissatisfied.

Sheng's talent in alchemy was mediocre, and he hadn't practiced as diligently as she had. How could he advance so quickly and become an elder deacon before her?

Song Wen, unaware of Zuo Shuiyun's resentment, chatted briefly with the congratulators before returning to his cave.

The Sacred Gu he had been feeding with meat balls had consumed a total of fifteen meat balls over the past ten days, showing signs of breaking through its early-stage bottleneck.

Song Wen took out four meat balls and placed them in front of the Sacred Gu. This was the largest amount he could spare at the moment.

The Sacred Gu gobbled them up, quickly consuming three and a half meat balls.

Stuffed, the Sacred Gu lay down on the spot, not moving at all.

After about an hour, the Sacred Gu suddenly began to absorb the spiritual energy from its surroundings.

Seeing this, Song Wen's eyes brightened; he knew this was a sign of the Sacred Gu advancing.

He quickly took out dozens of spirit stones and forcibly crushed them.

The rich and pure spiritual energy immediately filled the cave and was quickly absorbed by the Sacred Gu.

Two days later.

Song Wen had crushed more than four thousand three hundred spirit stones, and the Sacred Gu finally stopped absorbing external spiritual energy and fell into a deep sleep.

Ten days later.

The human-snake's condition had stabilized, and they could begin refining corpses again.

With each refinement, the recovery time for the human-snake's physical body gradually increased.

The first time took thirteen days; this time it took seventy days.

Song Wen left his cave and went to the human-snake cave to collect seventy meat balls.

Returning to his cave, Song Wen began refining corpses on the human-snake.

Two days later, the corpse refinement was completed.

Song Wen didn't rush out of the cave; instead, he started the furnace to refine Blood Spirit Pills, planning to take the pills to improve his cultivation.

Four days later, Song Wen finally left the cave.

With that, he had closed himself off in the cave for six days, which was precisely the time required for a novice to refine a corpse.

Song Wen arrived at the square in front of the Xuan Alchemy Room.

After waiting for a moment in a corner of the square, Wang Ming arrived flying through the

air.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Song Wen handed a storage bag to Wang Ming.

Wang Ming used his spiritual sense to probe into the storage bag. After checking it, he tucked

it into his robes.

Then, he took out a bag of spirit stones and handed it to Song Wen.

"Elder Wu, the delivery time for this batch of pills is a full two months later than we originally

agreed," Wang Ming said, his expression slightly dissatisfied.

"Lately, I've been very busy; I truly haven't had time to refine pills," Song Wen replied

calmly.

Wang Ming handed over a note. "Elder Wu, on this note are the pills I need. I hope you can gather all of them within three months."

Song Wen did not reach for the note; he shook his head and said, "Elder Wang, let's end our transaction here."

The pills Wang Ming needed were primarily the Essence Nurturing Pill, Fire Cloud Pill, and Beast Essence Pill.

Song Wen had refined these three types of pills many times; he didn't want to waste too much

time on familiar pills.

Wang Ming's expression suddenly darkened.

"Elder Wu, what do you mean by this? Are you trying to turn against me now? Don't forget

that I vouched for you so you could smoothly join the Beastmaster Sect."

"You just became an elder deacon, and you're already turning your back on me!"

Song Wen replied, "Elder Wang's kindness, I naturally remember, but the sect has assigned

me a new task, and I truly cannot spare the time to refine pills."

Wang Ming said coldly, "Elder Wu, you should think carefully. Are you really going to refuse

me?"

"Elder Wang, talking more is pointless; you should seek help elsewhere."

With that, Song Wen turned to leave.

"Elder Wu, regarding the matter you asked me to investigate, I already have news. Don't you

want to hear it?" Wang Ming said.

Hearing this, Song Wen stopped in his tracks.

Although he had joined the Beastmaster Sect, he didn't feel completely safe; the threat from

the Corpse Demon Sect had not disappeared.

Song Wen couldn't frequently go out, so to keep track of the latest movements regarding the

Corpse Demon Sect's purge of traitors, he devised a plan to have Wang Ming help him gather information.

To gain Wang Ming's trust, Song Wen fabricated a story:

His master, who had raised him since childhood, was harmed by a demonic corpse cultivator.

He had been pursuing the murderer of his master for a long time.

But alone, his power was limited, and after several inquiries, he had obtained nothing.

Thus, he asked Wang Ming to help keep an eye on the area near East Huafang Market for information about demonic corpse cultivators.

Prior to this, Wang Ming had also provided some information about corpse cultivators to Song Wen, but those were merely about rogue cultivators and had no real value.

"What news do you have? Is it just more information about low-level corpse cultivators? Myn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

master is a ninth-layer Qi Refining cultivator; those low-level rogue corpse cultivators can't harm him at all," Song Wen asked.

"This time is different; this news is related to the Corpse Demon Sect."

Song Wen's brows furrowed slightly, and his expression became serious.

"Elder Wang, can you explain it in detail?"

A playful expression appeared on Wang Ming's face as he raised the note in his hand.

"What about the alchemy matter?"

Song Wen replied decisively, "Elder Wang has shown me great kindness; I will certainly do my

utmost to assist you."

(End of the Chapter)

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