Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 419: Double Poisoning

Translator: Cinder Translations

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The Poison Old Ghost wore a smug smile on his face.

"Miss Xing, please wait a moment. I'll fetch the flower for you right away."

The Poison Old Ghost quickly moved to the spiritual garden.

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He did not immediately pluck the Illusory Love Flower. Instead, he used his hand like a shovel to loosen the soil around the flower, about two feet deep.

He then took out a large flower pot, about two feet in size, and carefully placed the plant along with its surrounding soil into the pot.

Holding the pot, the Poison Old Ghost walked back to Xing Xinxin.

"To prevent the scent from dissipating, it's best not to store it in a storage ring. Moving the entire plant back will preserve the scent most effectively."

"But Miss Xing, be careful. It's best to close your nose and mouth. If you inhale even a little by accident, well..."

As he spoke, the Poison Old Ghost's expression turned lecherous.

Xing Xinxin's face flushed slightly. Before the Poison Old Ghost's warning, she had already inhaled a small amount of the flower's scent.

She felt an overwhelming surge of desire rise within her. In her mind, uncontrollable images of intimate encounters with men and women began to appear.

Even the ugly face of the Poison Old Ghost in front of her started to look handsome.

Fortunately, she had only inhaled a little of the scent, and she could still force herself to suppress her desires.

Xing Xinxin glared at the Poison Old Ghost angrily.

"Poison Old Ghost, you'd better behave yourself. If you try any tricks again, I'll destroy your poison lair."

After speaking, she counted out 100,000 spiritual stones and handed them to the Poison Old Ghost.

Receiving the spiritual stones, the Poison Old Ghost immediately grinned widely.

His hunched figure bent even further, and he looked even more pleased.

"Thank you, Miss Xing, for your generosity. Please, go ahead. I'll carry the Illusory Love Flower for you."

Xing Xinxin gave him a disdainful glance.

In the end, he was just someone who was greedy for money!

She took a step forward, passed through the stone door, and returned to the poison lair.

However, when she stepped into the poison lair, her expression suddenly changed in shock.

Inside the lair stood a young male cultivator.

Neither she nor the Poison Old Ghost had noticed when this person had entered the lair!

"Who are you? How dare you break into my poison lair?" the Poison Old Ghost asked in a guarded tone, his voice stern.

The cave in the poison lair stretched for several miles and was filled with various poisonous creatures. It was impossible for an ordinary cultivator to sneak in unnoticed.

The young male cultivator was Song Wen, and he wore a mocking smile on his face.

"It's just a few poisonous creatures. Do you really think this place is a dragon's den or tiger's lair?"

TL/N: Dude, that's so uncharacteristic of you...

The Poison Old Ghost's expression became serious. "It seems you are a poison cultivator as well! But you've dared to break into my lair. I'll see how many poisonous creatures you can withstand."

As his words fell, countless poisonous insects and snakes crawled out from every corner, swarming toward Song Wen.

Facing the poisonous creatures coming from all directions, Song Wen remained calm.

He raised his arm casually and slapped lightly.

A spider rushing toward him immediately exploded into pieces, with green liquid splattering everywhere.

Along with the explosion, a cloud of green poisonous mist was released.

Song Wen took a deep breath, and the poisonous mist was completely absorbed into his body.

Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on the Poison Old Ghost's face.

Each of the poisonous insects and snakes in this lair was something he had spent great effort to cultivate, and they all contained lethal poison.

The young cultivator in front of him only had cultivation in the late Foundation Establishment stage, yet he arrogantly inhaled the poisonous mist. It seemed like he was walking straight to his death.

However, the Poison Old Ghost's joy quickly faded.

After absorbing all the poisonous mist, Song Wen showed no signs of suffering from the poison. Instead, he looked quite satisfied, as though he was enjoying the experience.

It was as if the deadly mist was sweet nectar.

"Such petty tricks, fellow cultivator. You should spare yourself the embarrassment of showing them off," Song Wen said with a teasing smile.

A Sacred Gu flew out, charging at the poisonous insects and snakes.

In an instant, many of the poisonous creatures were killed or severely injured.

The Poison Old Ghost was deeply pained, shouting loudly.

"Stop! Stop it!"

However, Song Wen would not heed his orders.

Except for a few poisonous insects and snakes that managed to flee into cracks, the rest were all exterminated without mercy.

The Poison Old Ghost was so furious that he pounded his chest and stamped his feet, but there was nothing he could do to stop Song Wen.

His most prized weapons were his numerous, deadly poisons.

But these poisons posed no threat to Song Wen.

As countless poisonous insects perished, the toxic mist they released was beginning to envelop Song Wen.

Yet, he remained calm, not even bothering to pay attention to the mist. Instead, he took out a jade vial and began collecting the mist.

Meanwhile, Xing Xinxin recognized the Sacred Gu nearby and her expression grew serious.

"It's you!" she said, eyeing Song Wen warily.

Song Wen replied, "Miss Xing, it's nice to see you again."

Xing Xinxin asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Naturally, you led me here, Miss Xing."

"You've been following me?"

Xing Xinxin felt a twinge of regret. Had she known this would happen, she should have listened to Granny Jin and returned to her clan sooner.

"Why have you been trying to get close to me?" she asked, now realizing that Song Wen's second visit to her was definitely not as simple as seeking spiritual stones.

"I wanted to borrow Focused Spirit Stab from you," Song Wen answered.

Xing Xinxin responded, "You're out of luck. I've never cultivated Focused Spirit Stab, and I don't even have the technique for it."

Song Wen furrowed his brows. "You don't have it!?"

Xing Xinxin explained, "The Corpse King Blood Refining Technique I practiced has defects. My body started turning uncontrollably into a corpse, so I haven't had the energy to focus on cultivating Focused Spirit Stab."

Song Wen's brow tightened.

This was a situation he hadn't expected.

He had assumed that, given Xing Xinxin's talent and her status as the direct descendant of the Xing family's ancestor, she would have already cultivated the Xing family's secret technique, Focused Spirit Stab.

"Miss Xing, why are you wasting time talking to him? Kill him!" the Poison Old Ghost suddenly shouted, interrupting the conversation.

"You fool! He's a Golden Core cultivator!" Xing Xinxin instinctively retorted.

She turned to look at the Poison Old Ghost, only to realize something was wrong.

A flush had appeared on the Poison Old Ghost's withered and ugly face.

His eyes, which were as dark as black holes, kept roaming over Xing Xinxin's body.

His gaze was filled with an uncontrollable desire, as fiery and intense as a flame.

Xing Xinxin's heart tightened.

She was all too familiar with the Poison Old Ghost's current state.

It was the same as what she had experienced earlier.

He was under the influence of Illusory Love Flower's poison!

However, the Poison Old Ghost's condition was far more severe than hers.

While she could suppress her desires with reason, the Poison Old Ghost was already on the verge of losing control.

The Poison Old Ghost had been holding the Illusory Love Flower all along. At first, he consciously sealed his mouth and nose, fearing that he might accidentally inhale its scent.

But after Song Wen killed the poisonous snakes and insects, the Poison Old Ghost became disoriented. He forgot about the Illusory Love Flower's effects and, in his carelessness, inhaled several deep breaths of its fragrance.

Xing Xinxin instinctively took a step back.

As she moved, her chest, tightly bound by her clothes, shifted and wobbled slightly.

It was just these few small movements that caused the last bit of the Poison Old Ghost's sanity to completely shatter.

He suddenly leapt forward with all his strength, aiming for Xing Xinxin.

Xing Xinxin, still retreating, had no time to avoid the charge, and the Poison Old Ghost knocked her to the ground.

The Poison Old Ghost pressed his body on top of her, his hands roaming uncontrollably.

His ugly face was buried in her chest as he lasciviously groped.

(End of the Chapter)

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