Most Body Refining Skills from the Taoist Sects extend one’s lifespan. Only a few shortsighted techniques focused on quick gains will shorten it. The Cultivation Techniques of the Demon Sect, however, are the complete opposite, as most severely drain the body’s Vitality.
Among Demon Cultivators of the same Realm, those who specialize in Body Refinement typically have a lifespan one-quarter shorter than their peers. Moreover, while other Demon Cultivators’ Power may weaken after they ascend to the Outer Realm, they can easily regain it. But for a Body Refining Demon Cultivator like him, abandoning his meticulously tempered physical body would leave him with less than a tenth of his original Power, making him easy prey to be devoured as sustenance by the Nascent Soul Great Demons of the Outer Realm.
Although the White Bone Demon was the Tribulation Sea Old Demon’s junior martial brother, he had only a little over eighty years of life left. His craving for the Xuyu Coral far surpassed that of the other Nascent Soul Old Demons.
If not for the fact that Demon Sect disciples all possessed countermeasures against Soul Search—making the effort likely to come up empty-handed—he would have seized this martial nephew on the spot and ripped out his Divine Soul to search it.
"Junior Martial Uncle, that day my master used the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Locking Mirror to lock onto the culprit’s trail. He pursued him, but unfortunately fell for the man’s treacherous plot, which lured out the Moon Demon King. My master met his end, his very soul scattered."
The youth said leisurely,
"The culprit still bears my master’s mark. He thought he was home free just because the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Locking Mirror was damaged, but he never expected that Master had given me a sub-mirror years ago."
The White Bone Demon’s eyes lit up.
As the signature Magical Treasure of the Tribulation Sea Old Demon, the White Bone Demon, being a Nascent Soul of the same sect, had naturally heard of the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Locking Mirror. The Sea Demon of Tribulation Sea had relied on this Treasure Mirror to chase souls for thousands of miles, earning him quite a reputation across the entire Northern Continent.
He had never heard of a sub-mirror for the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Locking Mirror. ’But this mere Golden Core Cultivator before me has neither the guts nor the reason to deceive me.’
"Well? Bring it here, quickly!"
the White Bone Demon said urgently.
With a single gesture from the youth, a Treasure Mirror like a full moon rose into the air.
The White Bone Demon had only ever seen the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Chasing Mirror from a distance. Looking at this sub-mirror now, he felt that while it was seventy or eighty percent similar, there were subtle differences. Its aura was also far weaker than the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Chasing Mirror’s.
’This is a sub-mirror, after all. It’s perfectly normal for its aura to be slightly different.’
As he thought this, his eyes flashed, and he turned to the youth.
"Since you have this sub-mirror, then hurry up and find that culprit’s location!"
If he weren’t afraid that the Treasure Mirror required a special technique to activate, the White Bone Demon would have just snatched it for himself.
The young Demon Cultivator put the Treasure Mirror away and said to the White Bone Demon,
"This is a sub-mirror, after all. It can only sense the mark’s location within a thirty-mile radius. It’s only a slight improvement over searching for a needle in a haystack. To avenge my master, I am willing to destroy this mirror, turn it into a Talisman Treasure, and give them to all of you."
At these words, not only did the White Bone Demon’s eyes widen in shock, but even the disciples bound to the Copper Pillars stared in disbelief.
Even though Demon Sect Treasures were much simpler to refine than ordinary Magical Treasures, the value of a single Magical Treasure was still extremely high. What’s more, this was the sub-mirror of the Ten Thousand Miles Soul-Locking Mirror, its value far beyond that of any common Magical Treasure.
If it were turned into a Talisman Treasure, the Treasure Mirror would be completely ruined. Even the Spiritual Materials used in its refining would be drained of their Spiritual Mechanism, becoming mundane objects.
Within the Demon Sect, for the sake of advancing one’s Cultivation, it was common for masters and disciples to see each other as mortal enemies and slaughter one another. Most Demon Cultivators directly treated their disciples as cultivation resources.
As disciples of the Demon Sect, most would celebrate with glee upon their master’s death, then immediately scheme to seize the resources and concubines he left behind.
Sacrificing a Magical Treasure to avenge one’s master was simply unbelievable.
The youth boldly met the White Bone Demon’s gaze.
"I offer this treasure with only one request: when Junior Martial Uncle obtains the Xuyu Coral, you give me a single Coral Fruit in return."
A flash of understanding crossed the White Bone Demon’s eyes. ’Now *this* makes sense,’ he thought. His senior martial brother was no saint; he loved nothing more than refining his disciples into Powerful White Bone Demons.
"Of course, that is no issue. As long as we can find that culprit and get the Xuyu Coral, I will naturally give you a Coral Fruit."
he said, feigning generosity, but he had no intention of keeping his promise. ’A mere Golden Core Cultivator wants to make a fair trade with me? How naive.’
The youth said,
"It’s not that I don’t trust you, Junior Martial Uncle. I only ask that you make a Heart-Demon Oath, that if you go back on the agreement between us, you will perish by Celestial Demon Disintegration."
The White Bone Demon’s face darkened instantly, becoming as black as thunder. But just as quickly, his gentle expression returned. The disciples in the hall trembled uncontrollably. As his disciples and grand-disciples, they had served the old demon for many years; those who had failed to learn how to read his expressions had long ago been processed into various Demonic Materials.
An expression like that clearly meant the old demon had already resolved to kill.
He had never expected the youth before him to be so audacious, daring to force a Nascent Soul Cultivator like himself to swear a Heart-Demon Oath—and one as severe as Celestial Demon Disintegration at that.
When a Demon Cultivator reached the Nascent Soul Realm, their Divine Soul completely transformed into a Celestial Demon. Therefore, Celestial Demon Disintegration was equivalent to Soul Scattering for Righteous Cultivators. Furthermore, a Heart-Demon Oath was an oath sworn to one’s own Natal Celestial Demon. If the oath was broken, even a Body Cultivator like the White Bone Demon would face certain death.
"It seems my nephew doesn’t trust me. But what’s so difficult about a mere Heart-Demon Oath?"
With almost no hesitation, the White Bone Demon swore the Heart-Demon Oath.
The youth’s expression relaxed, and he put on a look of being moved to tears with gratitude.
"Since you’ve sworn the Heart-Demon Oath, Junior Martial Uncle, I will certainly give it my all and make this mirror into a Talisman Treasure as soon as possible."
Soon, a servant led him into a Quiet Chamber.
Although creating a Talisman Treasure was much simpler than Talisman Making or Artifact Refining—one only needed to draw out the power within a Magical Treasure and seal it in a Talisman—the process still couldn’t be disturbed in the slightest and required complete concentration.
Upon entering the Quiet Chamber, the youth immediately set up a portable Array he carried, sealing off the room from the outside.
Given the White Bone Demon’s character, the Quiet Chamber was undoubtedly rigged with all sorts of measures. If he had carelessly begun creating the Talisman Treasure, all his secrets would likely be exposed, and he might even fall prey to some silent, insidious trap.
"He truly is a good disciple, just as my Senior Martial Brother Tribulation Sea would have taught. Far more cautious than you pack of useless gluttons."
The White Bone Demon sensed that his measures in the Quiet Chamber had been rendered ineffective. He praised the youth with a smile, but his tone was ice-cold.
Inside the Array, the youth’s form flickered and he appeared in a world thick with somber Yin Qi.
A tall palace stood, majestic and imposing. Intricately carved upon its walls were images of various Celestial Demons. But contrary to the scenes of Celestial Demons slaughtering the mortal world found in a Demon Palace, the carvings here all depicted Celestial Demons being suppressed and annihilated.
The faces of these Celestial Demons were filled with terror, so lifelike it was as if real Celestial Demons had been sealed into the walls themselves.
With a turn, the youth appeared within a prison cell. Inside, several Ox Power Demons were torturing a prisoner. When they saw the youth enter, they immediately dropped to one knee.
"Greetings, Great King!"
The man being tortured hurriedly lifted his head, revealing a face that was identical to the youth’s.
"I’ve already told you everything I know! I even recited most of the Sect’s Demon Scripture for you! Why are you going back on your word?"
The Ox Power Demons might look simple and foolish, but they were Celestial Demons nonetheless and were naturally masters of torture. Although this prisoner was a true disciple of the Demon Sect, after being subjected to the Ox Power Demons’ methods, every inch of his body was now screaming in agony.
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