Translator: Cinder Translations
---
"Ten years ago, I began searching for people with five-elent spiritual roots and good root quality, to whom I could impart the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique.'"
"To ensure the purity of the cultivators' blood essence, I removed the thod of devouring others' blood essence to enhance spiritual power from the publicly taught technique. To prevent leakage of the technique, I also removed the content related to refining corpse aura."
"This formation beneath us is called the 'Nine Curves Devouring Spirit Formation.' It's a formation recorded in the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique,' used to extract spiritual power and refine blood essence. It took three years to comprehend and set up this formation."
"I taught thirty-two people, but so died halfway, so had poor opportunities and comprehension, and their progress was extrely slow, so I dealt with them. In the end, only you nine are left."
"Among you nine, one is my wife, one is my disciple, three are affiliated family cultivators from the Corpse Demon Sect, two are wandering cultivators, and two are outer disciples of the Corpse Demon Sect."
"All nine of you are at the sixth level of Qi Refining."
"However, one of you is only at the fifth level of Qi Refining. Originally, my plan had to be delayed."
At this point, Shi Shou paused and walked to his wife's side, speaking gently.
"I didn't expect that Wan Rou, you would suddenly break through to the seventh level of Qi Refining half a month ago, perfectly compensating for the deficiency in the other person's cultivation. This allowed to advance my plan."
"I must thank you, my dear wife."
After hearing Shi Shou's explanation, Wan Rou did not show anger or hatred, but only sadness and concern.
"Husband, stop this. You've already gone astray. You're not practicing a technique, but are controlled by it, becoming a puppet that only knows how to cultivate."
"Even if your cultivation reaches great heights, what's the point if you sacrifice your wife and disciples? You've lost your humanity entirely. No matter how long you live, you will just be a living corpse."
"Don't you rember the carefree and happy days when we were wandering cultivators? Stop this, let's leave the Corpse Demon Sect together and find a place in the mortal world to live as a mortal couple."
Shi Shou smiled bitterly and said, "There's no turning back. Since the day I found the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique,' everything has been set in stone."
"For the sake of immortality and stronger cultivation, I'm willing to pay any price."
As he spoke the last few words, Shi Shou's expression grew sowhat frenzied, as if using this madness to mask the remaining traces of conscience and guilt within him.
He continued to address Wan Rou.
"I originally didn't want to involve you, but twenty years ago, after I established my foundation, you were afraid of aging before and being left alone in this world. You voluntarily dispersed your cultivation, switched to the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique,' hoping to establish a foundation like ."
"But you didn't know the cost I paid for practicing the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique,' how many people I killed."
"And you just happened to have five-elent spiritual roots, perfect for practicing the 'Corpse King Blood Refinent Technique.'"
"Don't bla . Perhaps it's fate. To beco a strong cultivator, especially a demonic one, it's destined to be heartless and ruthless."
"Alright, Wan Rou. Now you understand the situation and consequences. You can be clear about everything."
With that, Shi Shou walked to the center of the formation and sat down cross-legged.
Seeing the impending disaster, the bound people began to curse loudly.
Only Wan Rou cried out in pain and tears.
"Husband, stop this. I am carrying your child. The child is just beginning to form. You might not sense it with your spiritual sense, but I can clearly feel a small life growing inside ."
In front of Shi Shou, a formation disk was floating, and he was making hand seals to prepare for the formation.
Hearing his wife's words, he suddenly froze.
His wife was pregnant!
This was sothing he had never expected.
They had been married for over thirty years and had never had a child. He had always thought they would never have descendants in this lifeti, yet now, at this critical mont, his wife suddenly told him she was pregnant with his child.
Shi Shou looked up at his bound wife with a complex and unreadable expression—sotis harsh, sotis tender, sotis pained, and sotis guilty.
After many changes in expression, Shi Shou's eyes eventually turned cold and devoid of emotion.
Looking at his wife of thirty years as if she were a stranger.
Shi Shou used his spiritual power to block his hearing, afraid that his wife's desperate pleas might sway his heart.
If it's for immortality, both familial bonds and personal emotions can be discarded, and must be discarded.
Sever all emotions! Only then can one seek the supre path.
From now on, Shi Shou's heart would hold only the pursuit of immortality.
Shi Shou perford several hand seals on the formation disk, which emitted a green light.
The formation patterns on the ground began to light up one by one, shining with green brilliance.
Thirty-six mid-grade spirit stones flew out from Shi Shou's storage ring and fell into the grooves at the edge of the formation.
In an instant!
The green light within the formation surged greatly, illuminating the entire cave with a bright green glow.
The nine people on the stone pillars gradually felt a trendous force enveloping them, as if it were going to crush them into pieces and drain all their blood, leaving not a trace behind.
Shi Shou was focused and intent, his eyes fixed on the formation disk as he executed one hand seal after another, with beads of sweat beginning to appear on his forehead.
Clearly, controlling the 'Nine Curves Devouring Spirit Formation' was not an easy task for Shi Shou; it consud a large amount of his ntal energy.
Except for Song Wen, the others bound to the stone pillars showed expressions of intense pain under the enormous pressure, their skin starting to seep blood, staining the eight of them as blood-soaked figures.
Among the eight, only Wan Rou, who had the highest cultivation, was in slightly better condition.
For Song Wen, the pressure from the formation was not enough to harm his physical body.
"It's ti to act!"
Song Wen's gaze was sharp, his muscles swelling as he forcefully struggled with his arms.
"Crack!"
The sound of breaking chains echoed.
The chains binding Song Wen snapped into several pieces, falling to the ground.
At the sa ti, a cold gleam flashed, reaching Shi Shou in an instant.
After breaking through to the Foundation Establishnt stage, Song Wen had refined the Cold Moon Blade, which was now able to fully exert its power as a spiritual weapon.
Song Wen was confident that, if he encountered the pseudo-Daoist-level copper corpse in the Blood Secret Realm again, he could kill it solely with the Cold Moon Blade.
Caught off guard by the sudden change, Shi Shou had no way to block the extrely sharp Cold Moon Blade in his hurried state.
Forced into a corner, he could only raise the formation disk in front of him to block the Cold Moon Blade.
"Clang!"
The Cold Moon Blade struck the formation disk.
The formation disk imdiately shattered into pieces, turning into fragnts.
The Cold Moon Blade was also blocked, its power greatly diminished, no longer a threat to Shi Shou.
With the formation disk shattered, the formation's operation stopped imdiately, and the green light vanished without a trace.
Shi Shou was also affected by the backlash from the broken formation disk, with a trace of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.
His eyes were fierce, like burning flas, and he gritted his teeth, saying:
"Ji Yin, it's you! You've actually reached Foundation Establishnt!"
As he spoke, a Daoist-level corpse puppet was summoned by Shi Shou.
"Poof!"
The Cold Moon Blade, which ca swirling back, was blocked by the corpse puppet's resilient hand, leaving only a deep scar.
Shi Shou looked around the cave with increasing fury. With the formation broken, apart from Song Wen, seven of the remaining eight had died, leaving only his wife Wan Rou still breathing.
This ant that the ten years of planning he had prepared were all in vain.
(End of the Chapter)
---
FUN FACT! You can now support and read advanced Chapters of RDC!
Currently up to 200 as of 26Sep24.
Just visit my p atreon: Pa /CinderTL
If you are content with the free Chapters, you can show your appreciation by joining for as low as $1. You can read this and other series (more coming in the future) on my Pa treon.
AND PLEASE LEAVE SO REVIEWS, NEED MORE REVIEWS
User Comments
0 comments from readers