Journey to the End of the Night
Chapter 89 - 89 89 Pure-blood Descendant

89: Chapter 89: Pure-blood Descendant 89: Chapter 89: Pure-blood Descendant The fourth Yuanli, Yun Rong, had a keener insight than Xiao Ming.

She sheathed her Snow Sword, indicating she bore no hostility, and her face resumed its lazy smile, “Thank you, miss, for lending a hand.”

The blood-clad woman narrowed her elongated, fox-like eyes slightly, the tone of her voice dangerous, “You have come to the Demon Cave as well, to vanquish demons and uphold the path, and to seal Corpse King Jiang Chen?”

Yun Rong floated down beside Yin Baishuang and took out a handkerchief to dab the fresh blood from the corner of her mouth.

She laughed softly, “Although it is indeed my destiny and duty to vanquish demons and uphold the path, not all demons are alike.

Moreover, today’s visit to the Demon Cave is only to find someone.

My Sect Master has said that we should not intervene rashly in matters concerning the awakening of the Corpse King.

Everything must…

follow fate.”

The blood-clad woman’s thinly pursed lips curved upward in satisfaction, “Well said, ‘following fate.’ I can tell you very clearly, Yuanli of Tianxi, the person you are looking for is not here.”

As she spoke, she casually flung a dead Yin Crow from her blood-red sleeves.

Yun Rong caught the Yin Crow’s body and looked at it intently for a moment, then chuckled with a hint of sarcasm, “Impressive tactic, hiding the sword seal of the Yuanli Sword within the Yin Crow to lure me here.”

With a palm strike, she crushed the Yin Crow’s body, holding a fiercely burning sword seal between her fingertips, and remarked disdainfully, “My thirteenth brother is really getting more and more incompetent.”

The blood-clad woman looked down upon the three below her with superiority, her robe fluttering in the crimson moonlight, “Leave this place quickly.

The presence of people from the Immortal Sect is unwelcome!”

Watching the blood-clad woman dissipate like a mist of blood, Xiao Ming couldn’t help but swallow hard, his voice shaky with shock,

“Who exactly is this woman?

Her strength is so formidable that she could so easily repel the Primordial Demon Saint, Emperor Jiang?”

Could even his Sect Master achieve this?

Yun Rong leisurely unbound the white cloth from her wrist, slowly wrapping her Snow Sword and said:

“What’s with the shock?

didn’t you hear what she said?

This Demon Cave is her territory.

And as for who truly owns the Demon Cave…

hasn’t your Sect Master already deduced it when the natural phenomenon occurred?”

Xiao Ming suddenly said, “You mean she is Corpse King Jiang Chen?”

Yun Rong looked at him as if he were a fool, her eyes filled with disdain, “Corpse King Jiang Chen was a man, clearly recorded in the ancient texts.

How exactly do you attend your Taixuan lessons from the Immortal Demon Dao Classic?”

Xiao Ming uttered an embarrassed sound, his cold face showing a trace of awkwardness.

It was then that Yin Baishuang spoke indifferently, “If I’m not mistaken, that trick she pulled earlier, the ‘Devouring’ technique with her sleeves engulfing the Demon Fire and thunder, is likely one of the ‘awakened’ Talents of the Corpse Demon Clan.”

Yun Rong agreed, “That’s right, she may not be Corpse King Jiang Chen, but she must certainly be directly connected to him.”

Yin Baishuang continued, “And this direct connection can be easily guessed; she is the legendary ancient Bloodline, the so-called descendant and kin of Jiang Chen.”

Xiao Ming’s gaze wandered back and forth between the two, but he couldn’t help asking, “What is an awakened Talent?”

Yin Baishuang glanced at the white-clad woman with rare approval, nodded, and said, “I also think he should go back to Nanze Mountain to properly supplement his knowledge on God Demons.”

Yun Rong rubbed her forehead with a self-deprecating smile and explained, “In this Mortal World, our proper practice in the Immortal Sect is the Taoist Technique, using the Spirit Root to absorb the Five Elements Primordial Power, and cultivate our own suitable spiritual formulas.

It’s the same for the Demon Sect practitioners.

“However, the Corpse Demon Clan is different.

Their cultivation is arduous; they are bodies of the dead, without Spirit Roots in their bodies, able only to absorb the essence of the moon over extremely long periods, amassing the energy of yin, and nurturing the corpse body.

“To become a Corpse Demon is an anomaly, a one in ten thousand chance throughout the ages.

Xiao Ming, let me ask you a fundamental question, do you know how the levels of Corpse Demons are classified?”

Xiao Ming frowned unhappily, “I am aware of that basic knowledge, the ranks of Corpse Demons from low to high are: Mortal Corpse, Hopping Corpse, Shadow Corpse, Flying Corpse, Absolute Corpse, Corpse King, Corpse Emperor, Corpse Ancestor, and Corpse God.”

Yun Rong looked at him with a ‘not completely hopeless’ gaze and nodded,

“Correct, it’s recorded that a Mortal Corpse appears every two hundred years, a Hopping Corpse every four hundred years, a Shadow Corpse every eight hundred years, a Flying Corpse every millennium, an Absolute Corpse every three thousand years, a Corpse King every ten thousand years, a Corpse Emperor every hundred thousand years, a Corpse Ancestor every million years, and a Corpse God every ten million years.

“When a Corpse Demon evolves into a Shadow Corpse, its strength becomes comparable to that of a human cultivator at the expansive sea realm.

However, no matter how they cultivate, Corpse Demons do not have Spirit Roots to store Spiritual Power, so they switch to another method to replace the Spirit Root.”

Xiao Ming, not too dull, quickly grasped the concept, and said with a frown, “You mean they use awakened Talents to substitute for the Spirit Root?”

Yun Rong responded, “Exactly, just as Talents, which come in ten grades of quality for Spirit Roots, the Talents of Corpse Demons are also varied.

Just now, with her sleeve encompassing the cosmos, if I’m not mistaken, it’s the extremely rare ‘Devour’ Talent within the Corpse Demon clan.”

“Devour?” Yin Baishuang’s eyes flickered, noticeably moved.

“Indeed, and it’s no ordinary ‘Devour’ Talent.

She can completely absorb the attacks of the other party and return them in kind.

Only a pure-blood descendant of the Corpse Demon Clan would have such a powerful Talent.”

Yun Rong’s gaze turned toward the pitch-black Abyss, “She can’t be Jiang Chen, leaving us with only one possibility.”

Yin Baishuang stated firmly, “Jiang Chen’s descendant.”

Xiao Ming was utterly puzzled, “If she’s a descendant of Jiang Chen, why did she help us?”

Yun Rong did not answer his question but waved her wide sleeve, and a silver ring glinted, summoning the pitiful deer to become her mount as she lazily sprawled upon its back.

“Mulling over these matters is pointless now.

And you, miss, should stop wandering aimlessly.

That abandoned Demon Cultivator from the Demon Sect has an oddly profound cultivation level.

You should return to your Sect and focus on your retreat and cultivation.

After all, you are the person designated by the Emperor for ascension, the hope of the Mortal World.”

Yin Baishuang scoffed, “Didn’t another person also become designated for ascension by the Emperor a hundred years ago?

How come only I am restrained by this?”

Xiao Ming coughed lightly, managing a wry smile, “My Young Sect Master is not as free as you; he spends most of his time in seclusion at the back mountain.”

Unsaid was, ‘My Young Master is not as reckless and wayward as you.’

She, being strict with herself and diligent in her cultivation, needed no one else to constrain her.

Yin Baishuang’s gaze was cool with a hint of a smile: “Only your kind would say such things.

Su Jing, that madman’s overbearing and selfish nature, has remained unchanged for two hundred years.

When has he ever changed for anyone?

Strict with himself?

Sounds to me like he’s just avoiding reality.”

Faced with no choice, Yun Rong held her forehead, about to bid farewell.

“Miss Yun Rong, please wait.” Xiao Ming’s usually pale cheeks showed signs of anxiety.

He hesitated before producing a box, saying, “This…

this is Soul Nourishing Sand I inadvertently obtained from Penglai Immortal Island.

Yue…

Miss Yue once suffered a severe soul injury and has now been tainted with Corpse Poison.

There’s nothing more suitable than this Soul Nourishing Sand for her recuperation.

I hope Miss Yun Rong can deliver it for me.”