Record of a Demon's Cultivation

Chapter 1422: Willow Serpent Beauty

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Translator: CinderTL

"Vile beast, meet your end!" Song Wen roared, the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword materializing in his hand.

The short sword blazed with an intense black light, like a sun scorching the sky, as it struck downward toward the transparent demon beast below.

Before the blade even landed, its chilling aura descended.

Cracks spiderwebbed across the water’s surface around the demon beast, and ripples shimmered across its translucent body.

Just as the black sword light was about to strike, the demon beast suddenly dissolved into clear water, merging seamlessly with the lake as if they were one.

Boom!

The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword cleaved through the lake, splitting the water in two and unleashing towering waves.

Song Wen stared intently at the churning lake below, his brow furrowed in a deep frown.

The moment the demon beast submerged, he lost all trace of its presence.

This creature wasn’t particularly strong, likely around the late seventh-tier, but its forelimbs were exceptionally sharp, comparable to high-grade spirit treasures and ideal materials for crafting such artifacts.

Moreover, when submerged, the demon beast seemed to become invisible—undetectable by sight or perception, making it impossible to target, let alone slay.

Song Wen fell silent, his mind flashing back to the spirit stone-lined walls of the cave beneath the lake.

After a few breaths, he shook his head.

Having already obtained over one hundred and thirty supreme-grade spirit stones, his gains were substantial enough. There was no need to be greedy.

If only Ying Wu were here. She might have a way to deal with this demon. She’d probably try to capture it alive...

With that thought, Song Wen shifted his stance and continued toward the Willow Serpent Clan’s territory.

Cloudfall Plains.

The wind, surging from the world’s edge, swept across the grasslands, rippling through the tips of the grass in undulating waves of green that rolled toward the distant horizon.

The grass shimmered in hues of green and yellow, interspersed with patches of crimson thorn bushes and towering ancient trees.

Occasionally, low hills, jagged ravines, or massive gray-brown boulders jutted abruptly from the flat expanse.

Beneath the seemingly tranquil wilderness lay hidden dangers.

A ten-foot-tall blue ox drinking at a pond’s edge was suddenly dragged into the water by an irresistible force. Murky mud churned upward, punctuated by bursts of bubbles, leaving only a slowly spreading crimson stain on the surface.

A hawk circling high above suddenly swooped down, targeting a massive python coiled among the rocks below. The python’s grinding stone-sized head was instantly torn apart. Its mangled carcass was hoisted into the sky by the hawk’s talons, disappearing into the vast expanse of white clouds.

Without warning, a cyan gale materialized from thin air.

The wind shattered the clouds.

It also shredded the hawk, with its thirty-foot wingspan, and the python’s remains.

A torrential rain of blood cascaded down.

Thick, viscous blood splattered against the grass blades with a crisp, crackling sound.

On a mound of earth dozens of meters high stood several members of the demon race, their bodies human-like above the waist but ending in serpentine tails.

These demons had torsos and heads roughly the same size as humans, but their lower bodies extended into serpentine tails six to nine meters long, their scales jade-green and gleaming with a cold, eerie luster.

Leading them was a female serpent-human hybrid.

Her face was bewitching, her lips as red as blood, and her vertical pupils as cold as a Cold Pool. Long, raven-black hair cascaded down to her waist.

Her slender torso, with skin as pale as snow, shimmered under the crimson rain, resembling a pristine white lotus blooming in a sea of blood.

Her full breasts were covered only by two palm-sized white seashells, revealing the snow-white peaks and deep cleavage.

Her crimson lips parted slightly, revealing a delicate, forked tongue that extended a few centimeters beyond her mouth.

The red tongue licked a drop of blood from her cheek, a corner of her mouth curling upward as a hint of mockery flickered in her vertical pupils.

"The Cloudfall Plains are the Willow Serpent Clan’s grazing grounds," she declared, her crisp, icy voice cutting through the blood-soaked air. "How dare these Flat-Feathered Beasts trespass?"

On a towering tree miles away, a monstrous creature stood amidst the dense foliage. The beast, over six meters tall, stood on two legs, its long tail trailing behind it. Bony spikes lined its back, and its entire body was encased in violet armor.

This creature was none other than Song Wen, fused with the Seven-Blood Centipede.

After being attacked by the flood dragon in the lake, Song Wen had abandoned his human form, transforming into his demon body to conceal his human cultivator aura and avoid further unwanted attention.

A deep surprise flickered in Song Wen’s eyes.

The Willow Serpent Clan woman was speaking in human tongue.

It seems this Willow Serpent holds a high position. Perhaps I can use her to my advantage.

The Willow Serpent woman’s cultivation was only at the early sixth-tier, while her guards’ strength peaked at the mid-seventh-tier.

However, capturing the Willow Serpent woman alive would be no difficult task for Song Wen.

Suddenly, Song Wen recalled Wang Qiuyue’s words: the Willow Serpent Clan, regardless of gender, were renowned for their striking beauty and favored human forms, often choosing to transform into them.

Perhaps I can approach them under the guise of a human.

Having made up his mind, Song Wenyue leaped from the treetop, landing on all fours. He moved silently through the waist-high grass.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

As the blood rain subsided, the Willow Serpent Clan woman swept her serpentine tail, preparing to lead her subordinates away.

Suddenly, a bare-chested male Willow Serpent in the group narrowed his vertical pupils.

"Your Highness, be careful!"

Before his warning could fully register, he had already sprung into action, leaping high from the earthen slope.

A ten-foot-long spear materialized in his hand, which he swung downward, smashing into the swaying grass below.

The grass parted abruptly, revealing a twenty-foot-long monster that charged forward.

With a swipe of its massive claw, the monster deflected the spear’s sharp tip by a third of its length.

Simultaneously, its tail lashed out like a whip, striking at the guard’s waist.

The barbed tail moved with lightning speed, leaving the guard no time to evade. He could only jerk his body upward slightly.

Thud!

The monster’s tail struck the guard’s blue-scaled serpentine body.

Blue scales shattered, and crimson blood splattered.

The guard was sent flying, crashing into the grassland several miles away, crushing countless blades of grass and carving a deep furrow into the earth.

Seizing the opportunity, the monster surged forward, transforming into a blur of motion. Before the guard could even rise, its clawed feet slammed down on the serpent’s tail, pinning it firmly into the mud.

Thwack!

Razor-sharp claws pierced the guard’s chest.

With a twist of its wrist, the monster tore out a still-beating heart.

The guard’s vertical pupils widened in terror.

A purple claw loomed larger and larger in its vision, before crashing down on its skull.

The human head exploded instantly.

Fragments of bone and brain matter sprayed outward, leaving dozens of crimson trails arcing through the sunlight.

(End of the Chapter)

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