Record of a Demon's Cultivation-Chapter 581: The Peaceful Nascent Soul Cultivator

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Zi Yun glanced at Song Wen and Zhu Yin before picking up the cup of spiritual wine she had not yet drunk, and took a sip.

"Alright, I agree. But you must swear an oath, that after exploring the Illusory Spirit Valley secret realm, regardless of whether you obtain enough Purple Spirit Ginseng, you must give me the complete Nascent Spirit Pill formula."

Song Wen responded, "Agreed."

After Song Wen and Zhu Yin swore their oaths, Zi Yun handed Zhu Yin a jade slip for communication.

"Once my master returns to the sect, I will notify you. At that time, you can come to meet my master, and I will persuade her to allow you to enter the secret realm."

After bidding farewell to Zi Yun, Zhu Yin and Song Wen left the tavern.

"Do you think Zi Yun will use her master's influence against us when we meet Daoist Lan Yin?" Song Wen asked.

Zhu Yin replied, "I don't think so. Zi Yun has already sworn an oath not to reveal today's matters. Therefore, Daoist Lan Yin has no reason to act against us. Furthermore, based on Daoist Lan Yin's character, she wouldn't act against us without reason."

"What kind of person is Daoist Lan Yin?" Song Wen asked.

"You'll understand once you meet her," Zhu Yin responded.

Two months later.

Zhu Yin received a communication from Zi Yun, informing her that Daoist Lan Yin had returned to the Liangyi Sect and invited both Zhu Yin and Song Wen to visit her cave dwelling.

Daoist Lan Yin had the appearance of a graceful and beautiful middle-aged woman. She was a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, yet she gave off no aura of a Nascent Soul powerhouse. Instead, she exuded a peaceful and serene presence.

"Junior Zhu Yin (Ji Yin), pays respects to Senior Lan Yin," Zhu Yin and Song Wen greeted.

Daoist Lan Yin didn't respond to Song Wen, but instead focused her gaze on Zhu Yin.

"You are the only direct disciple of Yin Shuo?" she asked.

"Yes, I am," Zhu Yin answered respectfully.

Daoist Lan Yin continued to gaze at Zhu Yin, her eyes distant, as though searching for some long-lost memory.

"Is your master still doing well?" she asked.

Zhu Yin answered, "Master is doing well, thank you for your concern, Senior."

"Is he still pursuing a breakthrough to the peak of Nascent Soul?" Daoist Lan Yin continued to ask.

"My master's lifelong wish is to ascend to the upper realms, and he has never wavered in this goal," Zhu Yin replied.

A smile appeared on Daoist Lan Yin's gentle face, a mixture of disdain and perhaps self-mockery.

"He's still so obsessed. Little does he know, he is just one of many cultivators chasing the same path. Even if he reaches the peak of Nascent Soul, so what? Senior Brother Xuan Cheng has been at the peak of Nascent Soul for many years and still cannot find the opportunity to break through to the Transformation God stage."

She paused for a moment before continuing.

"Perhaps this world can no longer allow cultivators to ascend. Mortal beings call us 'immortals,' admiring our ability to fly and transcend, but they don't realize that we, the cultivators, are just ants trapped in this world."

Zhu Yin replied, "As for my master's pursuits, I do not dare to comment."

Daoist Lan Yin glanced at Zhu Yin and then at her own disciple, Zi Yun, her tone filled with some melancholy.

"This matter is closely related to both of you. You two are both at the peak of the Golden Core stage now, and with your talents, there is a high chance you can successfully form a baby. When the time comes, you will face the same dilemma."

Song Wen, who had been listening quietly, was taken aback.

Zhu Yin had already reached the peak of the Golden Core stage!

He had always thought that Zhu Yin was only at the late stage of the Golden Core.

"It seems Zhu Yin has been hiding her true cultivation level. Is she hiding it from me, or from someone else?" Song Wen thought to himself.

Upon hearing this, a look of shock flashed in Zhu Yin's eyes.

It seemed Daoist Lan Yin's words had unintentionally revealed a deeply hidden secret, causing her to fall into fear.

"Senior... can you see through my true cultivation level?" Zhu Yin's voice trembled, filled with disbelief and deep fear.

Daoist Lan Yin pointed to her own eyes. "I have cultivated a type of eye technique that allows me to see through certain illusions. Although your concealment method is skillful, other Nascent Soul cultivators may not see through it, but it cannot escape my eyes."

Zhu Yin cupped her hands and bowed deeply.

"Please, Senior, keep this secret. Do not reveal this matter to others."

Daoist Lan Yin reassured her, "Don't worry, I am not one to gossip. I won't tell anyone. Zi Yun is my disciple, and I can guarantee she won't reveal it either. The question is, can this Ji Yin friend keep this secret?"

Song Wen immediately became serious and declared loudly, "I swear upon my soul that I will not reveal a word of this matter to anyone."

Daoist Lan Yin smiled slightly, "Zhu Yin, now you can rest assured."

Zhu Yin's expression softened, and she bowed again.

"Thank you, Senior Lan Yin. Thank you, Senior Zi Yun. Thank you, Ji Yin."

Zi Yun gave Zhu Yin a suspicious glance, clearly puzzled, but she did not press further and continued with the previous topic.

"Master, has the path to ascension truly been cut off?"

Lan Yin looked toward the north, her gaze seemingly piercing through thousands of mountains and rivers.

"On the other side of the Endless Desert, there is a place called the Tianyuan Continent. It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the Nether Shrine, which governed the entire chaotic sea cultivation world, came from the Tianyuan Continent. Perhaps the cultivators from Tianyuan Continent still possess a way to break through the current deadlock. However, the spiritual energy in the Endless Desert has long been depleted, so crossing it is not an easy task."

The atmosphere in the cave suddenly became heavy.

Lan Yin noticed the change and shifted the topic.

"Zhu Yin, is there something special that brings you and Ji Yin to visit?"

Zhu Yin replied, "Senior, we wish to enter the Illusory Spirit Valley secret realm."

Lan Yin asked, "Why do you wish to enter the Illusory Spirit Valley?"

"We seek the Purple Spirit Ginseng," Zhu Yin answered honestly.

A trace of confusion appeared on Lan Yin's face. She didn't immediately respond but instead asked another question.

"Purple Spirit Ginseng? What do you need this spiritual herb for?"

Zhu Yin hesitated for a moment. Her lips parted but she didn't speak.

"Master, please just agree to let them enter the Illusory Spirit Valley," Zi Yun suddenly interjected.

Lan Yin looked at Zhu Yin and Zi Yun for a moment, her gaze sharp.

It seemed she suddenly understood something, and she smiled slightly.

"Zhu Yin, you and Ji Yin may enter the secret realm. But you can only take the Purple Spirit Ginseng. You must not touch any other spiritual items, and you must not harm any of the people from the Liangyi Sect."

Zhu Yin and Song Wen's faces brightened with joy. "Thank you, Senior Lan Yin."

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Five months later.

A three-thousand-zhang (Approximately 10km) island to the east of Liangyi Island.

The island was tens of thousands of miles in circumference, but it had sparse spiritual energy and no cultivation sects. Only countless mortals lived and thrived on the island.

In the southwestern part of the island, amidst towering mountains.

Thirteen cultivators stood in a dim cave.

The leader was none other than Daoist Lan Yin.

She sat cross-legged in midair, her eyes closed, ignoring the conversations of the ten Golden Core cultivators in the cave.

"Senior Zi Yun, I didn't expect you to participate in this Illusory Spirit Valley expedition," said a handsome male cultivator in the late stage of the Golden Core, speaking respectfully.

Zi Yun did not respond much to the male cultivator's initiative, merely nodding slightly in acknowledgment.

"Senior Zi Yun, may I ask what brings you to the Illusory Spirit Valley?" asked a beautiful female cultivator standing beside the male cultivator.

Zi Yun glanced at the two, her tone indifferent as she replied, "Junior Hu Gao, Junior Wen Lin, rest assured, my goal is different from yours. We will not interfere with each other."

The male cultivator, Hu Gao, smiled awkwardly.

"Senior Zi Yun, you misunderstand, we had no such intention."

Zi Yun paid little attention to Hu Gao's explanation.

An hour later.

Daoist Lan Yin suddenly opened her eyes and looked at a stone wall ahead.

The stone wall was towering, reaching over several hundred feet. Its surface was pitch-black, as if it could devour light, giving off an oppressive feeling.

Lan Yin took out a blood-colored token and threw it toward the stone wall.

With the power of her immense cultivation, the token immediately radiated bright blood-red light.

Under the blood-red light, the black stone wall gradually turned a deep crimson.

A blood-red entrance to the secret realm appeared on the wall.

"The entrance to the secret realm is now open. Hurry," Lan Yin called out loudly.

The ten Golden Core cultivators from the Liangyi Sect, except for Zi Yun, immediately filed into the entrance.

"Zhu Yin, Ji Yin, you may come out now," Zi Yun called out loudly.

A light barrier appeared in one corner of the cave.

As the light barrier dissipated, the figures of Song Wen and Zhu Yin appeared.

(End of the Chapter)

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