Chapter 575: Chapter 536: In This World, Is There Truly Immortality?

Song Ciwan and Wen Tingyu returned to Xun Wind Camp together.

Upon returning, the two went straight to see Grand General Guo. The Grand General greeted Song Ciwan warmly, his gaze sharp and intense as he looked at her.

Generals admire the brave and mighty, and Guo Wanjun was no exception.

He took the initiative and said, "Tingyu sent word that you let the little dragon go. That was handled exceptionally well. Inspector Sun Qiong of Demon Suppression City sent me a message, worried you weren’t level-headed enough and might have been too quick to slaughter the little dragon. If that had really happened, things would have gotten messy."

Wen Tingyu chimed in, "Grand General, if you thought slaughtering the dragon was a bad idea, why didn’t you say so earlier? Weren’t you afraid Xing Lan Fairy might have been too fast and actually killed it?"

Guo Wanjun laughed heartily. "Who’s to blame but that stuffy old scholar, Sun? He’s too slow! The little dragon had been at Demon Suppression Pass for a while before he finally messaged me. By then, Xing Lan had already beaten it into submission! What else could I have said?"

Wen Tingyu couldn’t complain any further.

Guo Wanjun then brought up the Canglang Demon’s corpse, asking Song Ciwan, "I hear you have a Demon Corpse to show me. Is that right?"

Song Ciwan nodded and retrieved the wolf corpse from her Vast Sea Grotto Heaven.

The twenty-foot-long wolf corpse landed on the ground with a soft THUD. No dust was kicked up, but an indescribable, vicious aura emanated from its body.

This wasn’t the Malice of a Demon; Song Ciwan had already absorbed the Wolf Demon’s Malice.

This vicious aura seemed to radiate from the Wolf Demon’s Dantian. But the Wolf Demon was clearly dead, so its Dantian should have been dead as well. Why would it still possess a vicious aura as if it were alive?

Guo Wanjun instantly saw the problem. He circled the wolf corpse, frowning. "This demon... it’s a Wolf Demon from the Howling Moon Demon Country. But something’s wrong. An ordinary Wolf Demon, even one at the Demon King Stage, shouldn’t have such a baleful aura after death. This aura... it’s almost as if it had fallen into the Demon Realm before it died."

As he spoke, Guo Wanjun’s eyes suddenly lit up. He looked at Song Ciwan and asked, "Was it your Void Illusion Demon Sword?"

The Ten Thousand Spirits Celestial Pride List clearly states that Song Ciwan has an Ultimate Skill: the Void Illusion Demon Sword.

This was no longer a secret, so Guo Wanjun asked without reservation.

But Song Ciwan shook her head. "It’s not because of the Void Illusion Demon Sword. Grand General, why don’t we cut out this Wolf Demon’s Demon Core and take a look?"

This time, she didn’t plan on doing it herself.

She wanted to guide a Martial Arts Grandmaster and see what would happen if he was the one to extract an Insect Pill.

That’s right. Since this Wolf Demon had cultivated the Insect Race’s Golden Core Dao, its Demon Core was no longer a normal Demon Core. It had become an Insect Pill!

The Wolf Demon’s own Cultivation was at the Demon King Stage, equivalent to a Martial Artist’s Innate Fourth Transformation or a Cultivator’s Divine Refining Stage. But compared to Zhang Ping, the Divine Refining Stage cultivator Song Ciwan had previously encountered, this Wolf Demon’s cultivation ability was clearly much weaker.

Unlike Zhang Ping, it had not formed a Nascent Soul. It had merely merged the Golden Core from the Golden Core Technique with its own Demon Core in its cultivation.

Killing the Wolf Demon was also far less difficult for Song Ciwan than killing Zhang Ping had been.

Of course, this also had to do with Song Ciwan having grown stronger, so one couldn’t say for certain that the Wolf Demon was that much weaker than Zhang Ping.

Guo Wanjun moved quickly. With almost no wind-up, he suddenly plunged his hand into the top of the Wolf Demon’s hard head—

A Wolf Demon’s Demon Core, unlike a human’s Golden Core in the abdominal Dantian, was hidden within the hardest bone in its entire body: its skull!

Guo Wanjun remarked casually, "Demon Cores... In my life, I’ve cut out eight thousand, if not ten thousand of them. But a Demon Core with a secret..."

Before he could finish, Guo Wanjun pulled a bloody, fleshy ball from the Wolf Demon’s skull.

He held the fleshy ball in his palm. At first glance, it was about the size of an egg.

The bloody sphere was covered in purple veins, and it even pulsed, like a beating heart!

A dense Qi Blood Power, as potent as the scorching sun, instantly flared up in Guo Wanjun’s hand. He had subconsciously tried to use his Qi Blood to crush the bizarre, fleshy ball.

In the next moment, however, that dense Qi Blood suddenly vanished—

No, it hadn’t vanished. The dense, scorching, and extremely aggressive Qi Blood Power had been swallowed by the fleshy ball!

Guo Wanjun’s Qi Blood was of such quality that ordinary Demons would die on contact, and even those at the Demon King Stage couldn’t escape unscathed. Yet, at this moment, his Qi Blood had been devoured by a fleshy ball that should have been a lifeless, rootless object.

Devouring it wasn’t enough. The fleshy ball pulsed and throbbed, letting out a strange, indiscernible shriek.

Drawn in by the shriek, Grand General Guo somehow found himself lifting the fleshy ball in his hand toward his own mouth!

At the same time, Wen Tingyu stood frozen, suddenly raising a hand to strike her own Dantian. Song Ciwan, who had been on guard, reacted with extreme speed.

She flicked her hand, casting a Forbidden Rune Technique to restrain Wen Tingyu. Then, her voice laced with the sound of wind and thunder, she barked at Guo Wanjun, "Grand General Guo!"

Guo Wanjun snapped out of it instantly. "Vile creature!" he roared. "You can’t tempt me!"

As he roared, the muscles all over his body bulged. His surging True Martial Arts erupted, instantly creating a tidal wave of Sword Qi within a thirty-foot radius around him.

So Guo Wanjun’s True Martial Arts was the Sword Dao!

Sharp, domineering, unyielding in the face of death, and refusing to bend rather than break—this was Guo Wanjun’s Dao.

There were no fancy, wondrous Dharma Gates, no fantastical displays beyond imagination—only a domineering, tyrannical power that crushed everything in its path, forging ever forward!

Song Ciwan immediately pulled Wen Tingyu away.

And where Guo Wanjun stood, within that thirty-foot radius, the wolf corpse disintegrated and the floorboards shattered. The pulsing, fleshy ball in his hand let out a faint, bizarre cry, and then, with a BANG, it exploded in his palm.

The intent of the sword strangled and crushed the fragments of the exploded ball into ash, which then vaporized into nothingness.

Just like that, it was over. Guo Wanjun turned, looking at Song Ciwan with an indescribable shock.

Song Ciwan asked, "Grand General Guo, what did you feel?"

Guo Wanjun pondered for a moment, then said with lingering fear, "That thing... it’s not a normal Demon Core! Though the Wolf Demon is dead, its Demon Core is still active. Unbelievable. A moment ago, that thing... it was even trying to tempt me!"

Song Ciwan asked, "What temptation did you hear, General?"

Guo Wanjun replied, "There were no words, only a chaotic Thought being transmitted. It seemed to be telling me that if I devoured it, absorbed it, and coexisted with it, I could achieve eternal life!"

In this world, for the short-lived Human Race, what could be more tempting than eternal life?

Guo Wanjun took a deep breath. "Even I was almost taken in! But where in this world is there true eternal life? Even if there were, it would only be a monstrous deception!"

He turned to Song Ciwan and asked, "You knew this thing was strange all along?"

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