Chapter 510: Chapter 18: I Run First as a Salute
The Great Demon Body is indeed different from that of mortals. No poison in the mortal world could possibly cause her any harm.
The only thing capable of poisoning her would be the Great Dao Poison.
Furthermore, fatal injuries feared by mortals, such as beheading or heart extraction, are not deadly for a Great Demon.
To kill a demon, one must completely obliterate the Demonic Thoughts.
The most fundamental power of a demon comes from Demonic Thoughts. As a core that absorbs Demonic Qi to power itself, it can reconstruct the demon’s body. Even if the demon’s body is chopped into pieces, it doesn’t matter; as long as the Demonic Thoughts are not extinguished, they can be revived.
Of course, this is an ability only possessed by demons above the level of Great Demons. For ordinary demons, like Hu Yuling, once killed, that’s the end.
Even so, Hu Yuling’s vitality is much stronger than that of mortals; decapitation, if not prolonged beyond a certain time, might allow her head to be reattached.
In comparison, mortals are indeed much more fragile, and even practitioners of the same cultivation level still have fatal weaknesses. Lin Yu is feared precisely because her sword is swift enough to decapitate someone before they can react. Once the head is gone, so is the person.
Ancient Great Demons, or Heavenly Demons, were not killed by humans but were sealed because the Human Race could not destroy Demonic Thoughts. They could disfigure the demons in every possible way, but they couldn’t kill them.
At that time, the cunning humans turned their thoughts to time.
Time can erase everything, and although humans can’t kill Demonic Thoughts instantly, they can scrape it off layer by layer.
The Demonic Thoughts of the Six Desires Celestial Demon, for example, were suppressed by the Vermilion Bird Feather Fan. Day by day, year by year, its Demonic Thoughts and body were burned by fire until, through the long passage of time, the demon was worn out to death.
Humans certainly can’t live that long, but formations and inanimate objects can last for that duration.
That is the wisdom of the Human Race.
The paths of runes and formations were developed by the Human Race. Lacking strong physiques and long lifespans, humans developed ways to enhance their own strength with runes, formations, pills, and instruments—methods even demons had to learn.
Also, due to the ease of historial interruptions within the Human Race, many paths of runes and formations are lost to them, yet retained by the Demon Race.
Among these is the Slave Mark Secret Seal.
It was developed by humans to enslave Spirit Beasts and was initially called the Spirit Commanding Curse. Later, it was discovered that this rune was also effective on humans, thus becoming a means for humans to control slaves and came to be known as the Slave Mark Secret Seal.
As it turns out, this thing also works on demons.
However, demons have an instinct to seek benefits and avoid harm, making it difficult to directly imprint it into a demon’s body.
Wu Xin would have never expected to be tainted by such a droplet of blood.
At first, she indeed rejected it, but the blood was too fragrant, too tempting, causing her to lose control. She even comforted herself by rationalizing that her dislike might have been because the blood was touched by an insect. To make herself feel better, she reassured herself that the insect wasn’t dirty—what can’t demons eat, right?
That faint sense of crisis was then overwhelmed by the intense temptation.
And now, that droplet of blood had completely entered her body.
If it had merely mixed with her blood, the problem wouldn’t have been so severe. If worst came to worst, she could just dig out her heart, liver, spleen, and lungs and throw them away. Wherever the contamination was, she could discard that part. That wouldn’t have been a big issue.
But she felt the power within it to heal wounds, and could not wait to consume all the blood, and just as eagerly to refine it, integrating it into her own strength.
Magic Power and Demonic Thoughts are not the same thing, but they depend on each other so closely that Lin Yun’s Slave Mark was directly imprinted onto her Demonic Thoughts.
To expel the Slave Mark, she would have to disperse her own Demonic Thoughts. Dispersing Demonic Thoughts would mean immediate death for the demon.
Fortunately, she detected it in time, and the Slave Mark had not yet taken full effect.
Wu Xin hurriedly used her Demonic Thoughts to suppress the Slave Mark, preventing it from contaminating more of her Demonic Thoughts.
With her cultivation level, this was the only step she could take for the moment, and that was because Lin Yun was far away, not controlling the Slave Mark. If Lin Yun had been nearby, Wu Xin would have had to dedicate all her mental focus to suppressing the Slave Mark, and even that might not have worked.
Despite this, the permeation of the Slave Mark into her continued.
Seeing Wu Xin’s expression growing darker, the High Priest didn’t dare to speak. After a long while, feeling that the atmosphere couldn’t continue like this, she tentatively spoke up, "Your Highness, could it be that the blood was not sufficient? Should your servant capture Lin Yun and bring her here?"
This is really bringing up the very issue I hoped to avoid.
Why call Lin Yun over now? To capture me on the spot?
I shouldn’t have been so naively complacent in the first place.
Wu Xin’s heart had sunk to the very bottom, but she had not given up.
The Demon Race will never be slaves!
A mere member of the Human Race, don’t dream of subjugating her!
She remembered how she fell into Lin Yun’s hands, how he pinched her face, hugged her and lifted her high, and the prospect of being reduced to his plaything in the future, an even worse fate.
No, I must run away quickly!
As long as she was far enough from Lin Yun, she could still suppress this Slave Mark for now.
Once she made a breakthrough in growth, there would be a chance to turn the tables.
Wu Xin had a premonition that this clump of blood, while a challenge for her, might also become an opportunity. The power in Lin Yun’s blood seemed capable of taking her to the next level.
As long as she became a Heavenly Demon, the Slave Mark would naturally break on its own.
It’s just...
Why would Lin Yun’s blood enable her, a member of the Demon Race, to advance...
Wu Xin dared not think too deeply about this question.
She looked at the High Priest and said coldly, "There’s no need to bother with Lin Yun anymore. I advise you to be cautious, and also, don’t let Lin Yun see you like this, it could be dangerous."
Wu Xin was already prepared to flee. Since Lin Yun had arrived at the Southern Border, if she couldn’t confront him, she could always hide.
After all, Lin Yun was poisoned, and as long as he didn’t survive, the Slave Mark on her would naturally break on its own.
This Slave Mark was meant to bind servant to the master’s life, but since Wu Xin had resisted, the mark was in her but not fully embedded, so its effect wasn’t as strong. Yet, if Lin Yun died, she might suffer some damage.
If it weren’t for this drop of blood, she could easily capture Lin Yun now and do to him as she pleased. Unfortunately, it’s all a matter of timing and destiny, everything changed because of a single drop of blood.
However, Wu Xin didn’t blame everything on the High Priest. This female slave was loyally devoted, acting with good intentions that led to bad results. Wu Xin didn’t wish for her death, which is why she offered a few words of caution.
"Your Highness, are you saying that..."
The High Priest sensed Wu Xin’s intent to leave. Wu Xin waved her hand and said, "Don’t ask too many questions. Right, immediately go and destroy all the Oblivion Gu worms. Make sure that Lin Yun succumbs to the poison."
Having said that, Wu Xin disappeared.
With a flicker of Demonic Thoughts, she traveled thousands of miles in an instant.
As for where to go, Wu Xin had already made plans.
Given how special Lin Yun’s blood was, there was no guarantee he would actually die from the spider’s poison.
If he died from the poison, so much the better, but if he didn’t, she had to prepare for the worst, avoiding Lin Yun and quietly eliminating the Slave Mark.
As long as she didn’t encounter Lin Yun or stayed outside his range, she was confident she wouldn’t be subjugated.
But nowadays, the world was abuzz with conflicts, and Lin Yun could be anywhere.
The safest place was one and only.
Mount Heavenly Dragon was a place normal people wouldn’t visit without good reason.
That’s the decision then!
