Chapter 1372: Clear and Pure Eyes
Chapter 1372: Clear and Pure Eyes
Translator: CinderTL
Song Wen sighed, his face etched with a mixture of admiration and helpless resignation.
"The path of cultivation is long and treacherous," he said. "A single misstep can lead to eternal damnation; a moment’s lapse in judgment can leave one’s bones scattered and their soul scattered to the winds. As a rogue cultivator, I am like a rootless duckweed, forced to tread cautiously day after day, as if walking on thin ice. To facilitate my affairs, I’ve had to adopt several daoist titles."
Ying Wu’s eyes flickered slightly, ripples of thought passing through them.
"In the cultivation world, it’s the law of the jungle. If rogue cultivators don’t adapt, they truly can’t make any progress..."
She suddenly paused, as if a realization had struck her, her gaze sharpening.
"I suspect you’ve committed many misdeeds, forcing you to use false names to deceive others. Since the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword is in your possession, Jian Xiao’s death must be connected to you, right? Your visit to me was likely not as innocent as you claimed?"
Song Wen’s expression darkened, a flicker of anguish crossing his eyes.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, your words are truly... chilling to the sincerity in my heart. I came to visit you solely to inquire about the Zhenhou. When I first met you, your cloud-like hair and flower-like face, so pure and peerlessly beautiful, made me think even the Jade Terrace Fairy could not surpass you. Later, after enjoying our conversations and witnessing your modifications of those demon beasts, I developed a deep admiration for you and offered the Bodhi Spirit Core and the Beauty Serpent as gifts. I ask you, in the more than a year since we’ve known each other, have I ever harbored ill intentions or sought to exploit you?"
Song Wen drew the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword and offered it to Yingwu.
"If you are interested in this treasure, I am willing to gift it to you."
Yingwu gazed into Song Wen’s eyes, clear and bright. Then she looked at the short sword in his hand, its blade’s edge contained within the sheath.
"Are you truly willing to give me this sword?" Yingwu asked, her voice filled with doubt.
Song Wen replied, "You protected me with your sword formation earlier. It is only right that I offer you this treasured blade in return. I believe this sword will truly unleash its full power in your hands."
Yingwu countered, "Even without my sword formation, you would likely have been fine. As you said yourself, even if you couldn’t defeat your opponent, you could still escape."
"I’m not giving you this sword simply because you saved my life," Song Wen said. "It’s because, in my three thousand years of existence, no one has ever treated me with such sincerity."
Ying Wu remained silent, her gaze steadily fixed on Song Wen.
The Azure Phoenix Sword hung behind her, emitting a faint, chilling light.
A strong sense of unease surged through Song Wen. Ying Wu was not as easily deceived as Bai Wei and Ye Bing. Moreover, he had a premonition that if she grew angry, she would truly kill him without hesitation.
Facing Ying Wu, Song Wen knew he had no chance of winning. His only option was to flee.
But he wondered if any of her strange demon beasts might be skilled trackers.
"Hmph!"
Ying Wu snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"Though the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword possesses considerable power, using it once would drain all my spiritual power as a Body Integration Stage cultivator. It’s useless to me. Keep it for yourself."
Song Wen inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. This trouble seemed to have been temporarily averted.
"If Fellow Daoist Yingwu doesn’t value it, I’ll keep it for safekeeping. If you ever want it back, you know where to find me."
With that, Song Wen resumed collecting the Corpse Coffins.
The sheer number of Corpse Coffins was overwhelming.
It took Song Wen twenty storage rings to collect them all.
While dividing the storage rings of Consort Xi and Wen Xuan, he and Ying Wu discovered two identical jade slips, both containing information and requirements for corpse refinement.
Song Wen realized that the ten thousand Corpse Puppets in the underwater corpse refinement cave had been crafted according to these specifications.
In other words, these ten thousand Corpse Puppets differed slightly from ordinary ones. As for their specific purpose, only Gong Tianzong likely knew for sure. But Gong Tianzong’s ambitions must be vast; otherwise, he wouldn’t have paid Gu Huang nine million high-grade spirit stones to refine the corpses.
Unfortunately, the ten thousand Corpse Puppets were not yet fully refined. They currently possessed only third-tier strength, failing to reach the fourth-tier level Gong Tianzong required.
After collecting all the Corpse Puppets, Song Wen casually eliminated the three divine transformation stage cultivators remaining in the corpse refinement cave.
At that moment, Ying Wu suddenly asked, "Gou Jun is probably another alias of yours, isn’t it? What’s your real name?"
"Ji Yin," Song Wen replied.
"Ji Yin?" Ying Wu frowned slightly. "Could that be another alias?"
Song Wen gently tapped the blood sea below. The blood sea immediately began to shrink, transforming in an instant into a seal barely larger than a thumb.
He flipped the seal over, revealing its bottom.
"Fellow Daoist, please take a look?"
Yingwu focused her gaze and saw the characters ’Ji Yin’ clearly engraved on the seal’s bottom.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, what are your plans now?" Without waiting for Yingwu to press further about his identity, Song Wen changed the subject.
Yingwu replied, "The person sent to report to Wen Xuan is still alive. Although we’ve both used aliases, our appearances and auras have been exposed. We shouldn’t remain here any longer."
Song Wen said, "Then you should return to the Southern Nether Continent first. I still need to venture deep into the Abyss of Extinction to search for the Zhenhou."
The information about the Zhenhou provided by Wen Xuan earlier should be accurate, and Song Wen intended to try his luck.
Yingwu fell silent for a moment before speaking.
"According to Wen Xuan’s information, the three Zhenhou that Kong Letian encountered were a peak seventh-tier, a late seventh-tier, and an early fourth-tier. Zhenhou are thunder-attribute demon beasts with divine beast bloodlines. In the Abyss of Extinction, they are even more formidable. You probably can’t handle three Zhenhou alone. I should accompany you."
Song Wen was momentarily stunned, then his face lit up with wild joy.
"I would be most grateful for your assistance, fellow daoist."
Following the intelligence, the two pressed deeper into the Abyss of Extinction.
Song Wen estimated they had already entered its core region.
Thunderbolts several zhang thick crashed down around them incessantly. The deafening roar illuminated the pitch-black environment, while the Blackwater below churned violently under the onslaught, sending massive waves crashing upward.
To evade the falling lightning, Song Wen’s profound black wings beat continuously, carrying his body in a series of evasive maneuvers. Ying Wu, meanwhile, rode her Azure Phoenix Sword, weaving through the lightning like a spirit butterfly.
"The location indicated in the intelligence should be around here," Song Wen said, frowning.
With no landmarks to guide them, they could only estimate their position based on how far they had ventured and the underwater scenery. The constant lightning strikes from above severely disrupted their divine sense, making it difficult to accurately perceive their surroundings.
Consequently, Song Wen wasn’t entirely confident they had reached the place described in the intelligence.
"Let’s search the area. Perhaps the Three-Headed Zenhou is lurking here," Ying Wu suggested.
(End of the Chapter)
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