Urban Cultivation with a Demonic System-Chapter 322 - 267: Flame River: So, Are You the Demon, or Am I the Demon?

Chapter 322: Chapter 267: Flame River: So, Are You the Demon, or Am I the Demon?

Flame River cautiously observed the Golden Core Tutor guarding the gate.

Being a Golden Core himself, he was fully aware of the vast sensory range of Golden Core Cultivators, making it a daunting task to infiltrate the wooden house under the tutor’s surveillance.

After a brief thought, Flame River immediately controlled the body of the Sand Scorpion to burrow into the soil, diving deep all the way.

Ten meters, fifty meters, a hundred meters... Until he reached over a thousand meters underground before he began digging a tunnel towards the wooden house.

When he arrived directly below the wooden house, Flame River slowly ascended while concealing all the Demonic Qi and cultivation aura from the Sand Scorpion.

It took him over an hour to crawl into the interior of the wooden house through the gap at its base.

Its body further shrank, until it was only about a centimeter in size.

In this way, Flame River silently climbed to the location where he sensed Feng Wuya’s presence and indeed saw the scene he had anticipated.

A pink-haired girl was sitting cross-legged on the ground, her eyes closed, with a Cyan Treasure Pearl suspended in front of her forehead.

Strands of cyan light flowed out from the Cyan Treasure Pearl, connecting with the girl’s forehead, seemingly pouring vast amounts of knowledge into her Sea of Consciousness at every moment.

The glow of the Treasure Pearl had dimmed to an almost exhausted state, with the transmission of power likely ending at any moment.

"Great, made it just in time!"

Flame River felt a surge of excitement within.

He suppressed the urge to celebrate prematurely and ghostly moved to Qi Hanyan’s side, aiming at the girl’s hand resting on her knee, and struck like lightning.

The poison needle, resembling a purple flying sword, deeply pierced the girl’s thumb, injecting venom as if it cost nothing.

The deep purple toxin spread throughout the girl’s body in the blink of an eye.

"Wha..."

Qi Hanyan abruptly opened her eyes, shocked at the poison scorpion that had somehow crawled onto her hand, a flash of surprise in her beautiful eyes.

Instinctively, she flung it aside and was about to say something when her pretty face turned blue and purple.

Covering her paralyzed and swollen throat, blood slowly seeped from her seven orifices, and she soon fell heavily to the ground, her beautiful eyes gradually dimming.

The Cyan Treasure Pearl, realizing the girl’s tragic situation belatedly, remained dazed in place as if dumbfounded.

The cyan light on the surface of the Treasure Pearl dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if Feng Wuya’s Dao Heart shattered, losing the will to live.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, Flame River was enveloped in overwhelming joy:

"I did it! Hahaha! I killed this brat who stole my legacy!"

"She’s dead!"

"The threat is gone, now who can find my true body? I’m completely safe." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

After reveling in the joy for half a second, Flame River suppressed his excitement and was about to quietly leave.

After all, a Personal Sword Slave’s body and one of his Split Souls were quite valuable, so leaving intact would be best.

But at that moment, a voice he was all too familiar with sounded:

"Oh? So the true body of the third Personal Sword Slave is a scorpion."

"That’s good, I was worried you wouldn’t be able to infiltrate this trap specially set for you."

"Since you’re here, stay."

As he spoke, Su Yuan’s figure pushed open the door, stepped inside with a smile, and stared at the Sand Scorpion that Flame River had transformed into.

Seeing this brat who ruined his grand plan again, Flame River felt a surge of anger burn within him.

But then, he sneered coldly:

"Trap? Youngling, stop trying to save face."

"Feng Wuya is about to die, I’ve been his disciple for years, I wouldn’t mistake this!"

"And that pink-haired girl, she too was killed by my poison needle. I bet when you designed this trap, you didn’t expect me to be so discreet."

"Now the outcome is determined, even if you kill this Sword Slave body of mine, so what?"

But before Flame River could finish, a pink-haired figure emerged behind Su Yuan:

"Oh dear, I just heard someone spreading rumors about my death? That’s too bad."

Flame River’s sneer froze instantly.

Seeing Qi Hanyan standing there perfectly fine, he turned abruptly to look at the dead pink-haired girl.

Due to being poisoned, the girl’s body was forcibly corroded, and after the flesh dissolved into pus, only a metal-glossed skeleton remained.

That was the skeleton of a female Foundation Establishment Sword Slave, and being the creator of Sword Slaves, Flame River was all too familiar with this.

Yet, Flame River was still somewhat dazed.

So... is this Qi Hanyan a fake?

He could understand the fact that it was fake, but wasn’t the method of creating a decoy a bit too outrageous?

Using the skeleton of a Foundation Establishment Sword Slave as a base, they refined a heap of living flesh, sewed on facial features, and crafted a puppet identical to Qi Hanyan.

This... what kind of sinister Demon Technique is this?

The Evil Extermination Sword Sect has always claimed to be a Righteous Sect, haven’t they?

This is supposed to be Righteous Dao?

For a moment, Flame River was left speechless, immersed in silence.

A while later, he turned to Su Yuan and began to laugh again:

"I admit I fell into your trap; indeed, you all are a step ahead."

"But so what? The fact that you lured me here proves you have no real means to locate my true body; at most, you’ll just destroy one of my avatars."

"A mere avatar, I can afford to lose."

Su Yuan waited calmly for him to finish laughing before speaking:

"Have you finished laughing? Now it’s my turn to laugh."

Flame River’s laughter abruptly halted:

"What do you mean?"

Su Yuan slowly smiled and said:

"The more someone schemes, the more likely they are to fall into an unexpected trap."

"If you hadn’t initially thought about assassinating Qi Hanyan and Senior Feng, we indeed wouldn’t have been able to do anything to you, but you just had to come."

"And after you came, it meant that the method to lock onto your true body changed from falsehood to reality!"

"What?"

Flame River’s heart suddenly skipped a beat, an immense sense of crisis instinctively arising.

He didn’t dare hesitate for even a moment and wanted to escape.

But Su Yuan’s actions were faster than his.

"Having met the Demon Lord, why do you not bow?"

Su Yuan’s tone was calm, yet every word felt like a mountain heavily crashing onto Flame River.

This overwhelming pressure forced his scorpion body to prostrate on the ground, kneeling and saluting Su Yuan.

In this state, he couldn’t even think about escaping, let alone trying to extract his Split Soul.

Only after completing the entire set of ceremonial bows could he regain control over his body.

This grand courtesy of paying respect would last at least three seconds to complete, meaning he would be completely controlled for those three seconds.

In those three seconds, the enemy could do so much.

And just as expected, under Flame River’s fearful gaze, Su Yuan made another move.

Su Yuan took something out from his robe and casually tossed it onto the ground, where it deeply embedded itself into the wooden floor, standing unwaveringly.

Flame River focused his gaze and saw that it was a silver-white metal rod, from which hung a seemingly cute and innocent headless cloth doll.

It appeared harmless.

But in the eyes of someone like Flame River, knowledgeable about these things, he immediately recognized the true nature of the metal rod and the doll.

It was clearly the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and a demonic toy made from the body of a cultivator with unmatched talent.

For goodness’ sake... he, Flame River, had ruled the Absolute Sword World for years, yet had never managed to create a Ten Thousand Souls Banner... After all, Feng Wuya never taught him how to craft one.

Let alone a more sinister human puppet.

So where did this junior from the Evil Extermination Sword Sect acquire so many Demon Dao techniques?

Could it be that the vast Blue Star Federation had already become a haven for demons?

But what shocked and terrified Flame River even more was what followed.

A tremendous amount of Spiritual Power surged from within the doll, quickly being infused into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and then channeled through it into the wooden floor.

Immediately, complex and sinister blood-red patterns appeared rapidly on the ordinary wooden board, growing brighter and brighter, as though about to activate.

Initially, looking at the blood-red glow covering the entire hut, Flame River didn’t quite understand what the great array was for.

But when a sacrificial force locked onto his scorpion body and faintly linked to his true form, he understood.

It was an extremely evil Blood Sacrifice Array!

How many Demon Techniques does this Su Yuan kid possess?

This is not banishing demons and devils, it’s clearly one dark force preying on another.

What utterly baffled Flame River, however, was why this Blood Sacrifice Array’s summoning target could so precisely locate his true form?

Even if such a highly accurate Blood Sacrifice Array existed, surely it couldn’t be controlled by a mere Foundation Establishment Cultivator!

Seemingly seeing Flame River’s bewilderment and shock, Su Yuan explained with a smile:

"The reason the array can directly lock onto you is quite simple."

"Because your Split Soul makes an excellent anchor, serving as one of the Holy Relics to summon your true form."

Flame River: "One... of them?"

Su Yuan: "That’s right, just using your one Split Soul has a chance of letting you escape, and as a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, I can’t forcibly summon someone at the level of a Golden Core Cultivator like you."

"Therefore, I chose to have your master, Senior Feng Wuya himself act."

"The karma between Senior Feng and you is enormous, with him as the Array Master and supplemented by your Split Soul, you will undoubtedly be locked onto."

"At the same time, though Senior Feng is now just a single data fragment, his ranking was always Golden Core, even Half-Step Nascent Soul."

"With him controlling the Blood Sacrifice Array, there naturally won’t be any level restrictions."

Having said this, Su Yuan stood with his hands on his hips, satisfied, saying:

"Flame River, Flame River, after plotting for so long, you absolutely cannot escape, today is your day of doom!"

Flame River: "..."

He looked in shock towards the silent Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

So, did that old Feng Wuya sell his soul to a demon to kill him?

No wonder the Cyan Treasure Pearl appeared so weak, it wasn’t because of transferring power, but because he had moved his soul!

This is too deceitful!

But now, in this situation, there was no point to regretting.

Even if he wanted to resist, wanted to struggle, Su Yuan had more than one way to forcibly make him bow, what could he use to fight back?

Finally, the Holy Sect Blood Sacrifice Array was complete, the blood light burst forth.

Wrapped in a blood-red sun, Flame River’s true body was forcibly summoned!