Record of a Demon’s Cultivation

 

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Lei Tianyu struggled to prop himself up, breathing heavily as he spoke.

 

“Lei Hong, you’re attacking a member of your own family, targeting me, the direct descendant of the family head. Do you think this is right? Aren’t you afraid of the family and my father seeking revenge?”

 

Lei Hong, sitting cross-legged in front of the altar, placed his hands on the altar’s depressions and sneered disdainfully.

 

“Heh, the family!”

 

“I’ve devoted myself to the family for so long, diligently managing family affairs, collecting countless spirit stones and treasures for the family. In the end, what did I get?”

 

“Just because my cultivation aptitude is slightly inferior to your father Lei Jun’s, all the top-grade spirit materials were given to him, and I only received a few of the leftovers.”

 

“Your father is over twenty years younger than me. Now he is at the mid-Golden Core stage, while I, at two hundred years old, am still stuck at the late Foundation Establishment stage. If I don’t take a risk, I’ll never have a chance to break through to the Golden Core stage. In a few decades, I’ll become a pile of dust.”

 

“As long as I devour the lightning essence from Azure Beast, I might be able to break through the bottleneck that has plagued me for so long, reaching the peak of the late Foundation Establishment stage and gaining a chance to challenge the Golden Core.”

 

“Don’t worry, I will also devour the spiritual essence in you.”

 

After saying this, Lei Hong ignored Lei Tianyu and began to activate his lightning techniques, preparing to consume Azure Beast’s essence.

 

At that moment, another unexpected event occurred!

 

From the depths of the cave, a silver-gray figure sped towards them. This figure was emitting a thick, corpse-like aura and murderous intent—it was Song Wen’s pseudo-Third Stage silver corpse.

 

Lei Hong’s eyes narrowed, his heart filled with alarm.

 

The existence of this cave was known only to a few core members of the Lei family. Where did this corpse puppet come from?

 

Could there be other cultivators who discovered the cave and the altar?

 

His mind was racing with thoughts, but his actions remained swift.

 

A pseudo-Third Stage corpse puppet had an overwhelming advantage against other late Foundation Establishment cultivators.

 

But against Lei Hong, a late Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Lei family, the pseudo-Third Stage corpse puppet was merely a slightly stronger evil being.

 

Before the supreme lightning techniques of the Lei family, all evil beings would be purged.

 

“Great Cave Thunder!”

 

A bolt of lightning, twisted like a tree branch, appeared out of thin air, illuminating the entire cave.

 

“Boom!”

 

The lightning struck the corpse puppet, enveloping it in silver.

 

“Roar... Roar...”

 

The silver corpse emitted mournful howls as its rock-like flesh was instantly penetrated by the lightning. The flesh flew apart, revealing a silver gleaming skeleton.

 

The silver corpse was blasted backward by the immense force of the thunder.

 

Before Lei Hong could catch his breath, another figure charged forward.

 

This figure was wrapped in dense blood and yin energy, holding a ghost flag about ten feet long, adorned with eight flags.

 

Using the first layer of the Blood Escape Technique, Song Wen, aided by the Ghost Flag’s escape, moved with extreme speed, pressing against the late Foundation Establishment cultivator.

 

Taking advantage of the silver corpse’s distraction, Song Wen successfully approached Lei Hong.

 

With a wave of the Ghost Flag, two high-level ghost generals comparable to the late Foundation Establishment appeared, surrounded by boundless yin wind and ghostly energy.

 

The Lei techniques were too effective against ghostly entities, and Song Wen did not summon the countless ghosts in the Ghost Flag. In the face of Lei techniques, these ghosts were insufficient.

 

“Hmph! Mere ghosts, what can they do to me!”

 

Lei Hong roared angrily and was about to cast another lightning spell.

 

Suddenly, a flash of cold light shot towards him, aiming for his face.

 

“Trivial techniques!”

 

A ball of lightning formed in front of him, slowly becoming a small shield that blocked the Cold Moon Blade.

 

“Great Cave Thunder! Fall!”

 

Thunder reappeared, rushing towards the blue-faced ghost general.

 

The lightning charged forward, dispersing layers of yin energy, and struck the blue-faced ghost general.

 

The ghost general melted away like frost under the scorching sun, quickly turning to dust and vanishing into wisps of blue smoke.

 

At this moment, Song Wen and the other ghost general had arrived right in front of Lei Hong. Song Wen’s withered, corpse-like claws reached out to grab him.

 

The small lightning shield in front of Lei Hong suddenly dispersed, turning into countless tiny sparks that wrapped around Song Wen's ghostly claws.

 

Song Wen’s body instantly glowed with a large bronze shield.

 

The lightning struck the bronze shield, producing a powerful burst of energy.

 

The bronze shield shattered, and the lightning dissipated completely. Song Wen was enveloped by the intense energy and was thrown backward.

 

Although Song Wen was repelled, there were still the Red-Haired Ghost General and the Cold Moon Blade attacking.

 

The Red-Haired Ghost General clawed at Lei Hong's waist from the side.

 

The Cold Moon Blade aimed directly at his head.

 

Lightning flickered in Lei Hong’s hand as he gathered the thunder but did not release it. He swung a palm at the Red-Haired Ghost General.

 

He spat out a green sword, which flew upwards towards the Cold Moon Blade.

 

“Clang!”

 

The sword tip clashed with the blade.

 

The Cold Moon Blade was defeated and flew away, disappearing out of sight.

 

The Red-Haired Ghost General's claw struck Lei Hong’s side, tearing away a large chunk of flesh and exposing his red internal organs.

 

Lei Hong smacked the Red-Haired Ghost General’s face with a palm, activating the thunder within his palm to send the ghost general flying. The ghostly energy dispersed, and its soul became somewhat transparent.

 

Song Wen, astonished by Lei Hong’s power, realized that despite using all his techniques, he could not overcome him.

 

But now was not the time for hesitation; having started, there was no turning back.

 

Song Wen activated the bronze shield again and advanced, accompanied by the silver corpse, which had lost much of its flesh, revealing its skeletal frame.

 

At this moment, Lei Hong was also in a difficult situation. The Red-Haired Ghost General’s claw had not only torn away a significant portion of his flesh but also injected a large amount of ghostly energy into his body, rapidly eroding his internal organs.

 

He had to continuously use his spiritual power to dispel the ghostly energy inside while fending off Song Wen's relentless attacks.

 

“Great Cave Thunder!”

 

The thunder reformed, but just as it was about to strike, it suddenly scattered.

 

Lei Hong covered his left chest with one hand, his face showing extreme pain.

 

Just then, as he was channeling his thunder technique, he felt a sudden sharp pain in his heart, which interrupted his casting.

 

Upon inspecting with his spiritual sense, he discovered that two tiny insect-like creatures were clinging to his heart, their jaws tearing at it, trying to burrow into his heart.

 

Lei Hong’s face turned alarmed, and he hurriedly used his spiritual power to crush the two insects.

 

However, Song Wen would not let him easily escape and miss this excellent opportunity.

 

The Cold Moon Blade became a streak of light and stabbed towards the back of Lei Hong’s head.

 

Song Wen, holding the spiritual flying sword, aimed directly at Lei Hong’s face.

 

The silver corpse swung its remaining bony hands and pounced at Lei Hong’s left side.

 

The wounded Red-Haired Ghost General charged from the right.

 

Surrounded on all sides.

 

In this perilous situation, Lei Hong’s eyes flashed with a fierce resolve. He gritted his teeth.

 

“Thunder Burst!”

 

A massive amount of lightning surged from Lei Hong’s body, enveloping him like a deity descending from the heavens surrounded by lightning.

 

First to be struck were the two black-scaled insects inside him, instantly crushed by the power of the lightning.

 

Seeing the situation, the Red-Haired Ghost General immediately turned to flee.

 

The silver corpse also stopped its advance, turning to retreat. However, it was not as agile as a ghost, and its movements were a step too slow.

 

The countless lightning bolts erupting from Lei Hong struck the silver corpse’s back, blasting it away.

 

The Cold Moon Blade was also hit by the raging lightning power, its momentum broken and swept away by the residual force.

 

Only Song Wen advanced further without retreating!

 

In a narrow escape, the brave would win!

 

(End of the Chapter)

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