CHAPTER 982: CHAPTER 978: SERVING THE DEVIL WITH HER BODY

In an ancient cave within the Taihang Mountains, a bone-chilling wind gathered from all directions. The local residents said the cave was haunted. In earlier years, people had ventured in to investigate, but not a single one had come out. As time went by, no one dared enter the cave any longer.

At the bottom of the cave, approximately two to three hundred meters deep, there was a small space with only faint phosphorescence. At this moment, a woman was miserably screaming, her body enduring the torture of what felt like purgatory’s flames.

"Hahaha..."

A sharp male laugh echoed, more terrifying than the howling wind.

The woman was none other than the captive Fa Ying, tied by numerous spider web-like ropes. The man, resembling a ghostly figure, was injecting some bizarre aura into her body.

"Such excellent material! You’ve cultivated to the Divinity Transformation Stage and are approaching the Body Integration Realm. Fortunately, you haven’t reached it... Otherwise, your Nascent Soul would have fully fused with your spirit, and making you my cauldron would not have been so easy."

As the ghostly man finished speaking, he extended his hand, releasing the ropes around. The previously insane Fa Ying surprisingly regained her composure, sitting limp on the ground, her inner body still in intense pain, rendering her feeble.

"Who are you?" After a long time, Fa Ying finally asked.

The spiritual energy within her had vanished with the destruction of her Nascent Soul, yet after this ghostly man injected a unique aura into her, her body transformed, a stream of energy circulating. Although not much, it was enough to sustain her life and allow her to continue cultivating. But now she lacked her original spiritual energy and didn’t know what to cultivate.

"Who am I? I am a ghost, hahaha, the most terrifying demon in the world. Others fear me because I only appear at night," the ghostly man cackled. "I’ve never seen such good material like you. Join me, become my woman, help me cultivate, and I’ll make you a demon too... You can possess endless power, far superior to immortal cultivation."

Fa Ying’s heart chilled. Could this person truly not be an immortal cultivator?

"What have you injected into my body?" Fa Ying was horrified. She knew ancient martial arts cultivation used Qi Force, while immortal cultivation used spiritual energy. The third cultivation style, demon cultivation, she had heard of occasionally. However, in the Pan Gu secret realm, demonic Qi was scarce, so no one knew the specific traits of a demon cultivator. But now, such a person suddenly appeared, and she suspected he was a legendary demon cultivator.

The ghostly man laughed, "Of course, it’s something good, granting you the power of immortality... Hahaha, don’t you like it? Even if you dislike it, you have no choice. Without me, you would have died long ago. Could you still be here talking to me?"

Fa Ying felt a wave of sorrow. Immortals and demons were meant to be irreconcilable. Now she had fallen from the righteous path to become a demon cultivator, relying on this terrifying old demon to survive. She couldn’t imagine how tragic her future would be. The best choice was death, but her heart was filled with resentment. She wanted to kill Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun to quell her rage.

"As long as you help me get revenge, no matter what you want me to do or cultivate, I’ll do as you wish!" Fa Ying lifted her head, looking at that face, even oozing pus, with determination.

"Good, good, I like obedient little girls. It makes my heart race. What revenge do you seek? I’ll help you, as long as you... become my cauldron. Hahaha, I want you to willingly do it. It’s been many years since I’ve touched a woman, and starting with a female cultivator at the Divinity Transformation Stage is splendid. You’re a treasure!" The ghostly man eagerly rubbed his hands.

Though Fa Ying was older, for immortal cultivators, age didn’t matter. Her appearance was roughly that of a woman in her forties, retaining her charm. She considered herself less youthful than girls like Li Zhaojun and Min Shang, but she believed she held enough allure in the eyes of such a demonic man.

"I don’t understand... how does your cultivation method work to make me your cauldron?" Fa Ying trembled. The thought of yielding to this demon’s tyranny for revenge was a torture in itself.

The ghostly man laughed, "Just like you immortals, quickly come over, let me savor touching a woman again. It’s been hundreds of years, I’ve forgotten what it’s like."

As he spoke, the ghostly man tore his ragged clothes open next to a faintly glowing night pearl, revealing a body still oozing pus, swarming with maggots. Around, the squeals of rats could be heard.

"What? Does my body disgust you? Hahaha, for you immortal cultivators, the body is indispensable. But for a demon cultivator like me, the body is a shackle. Once I achieve the demonic path, the body becomes immaterial; otherwise, how could I have saved you?" The ghostly man cackled, "Come quickly, I want you willingly to be my woman!"

Fa Ying hesitated for a while, but eventually, she gritted her teeth. Her heart weighed the options: dying now was easy, but she refused to yield. Only by submitting to this man could she regain the opportunity to cultivate, even if it was demon cultivation. She could still seek revenge on Ye Fan and Li Zhaojun, with this man aiding her.

She thought, "At worst, after avenging myself, I will kill him too, and then end my own life!"

With this thought, Fa Ying struggled to stand and move towards him, but her strength failed, forcing her to crawl, inch by inch, towards the ghostly man.

"Hurry, let me see your body, haha," the ghostly man urged impatiently.

As Fa Ying reluctantly opened her clothes, she asked, "Why, with such high cultivation, don’t you seek human women?"

"What fun is that? Those little girls see me and scream, thinking I’m a ghost, not fun. I just like you... hahaha, your body is beautiful, much like my first woman. Sadly, when she discovered I was a demon, she tried to stab me with a knife, so I ate her! You don’t want to be eaten, do you?" The ghostly man’s face turned from disgusting to sinister and terrifying.

Moving closer, Fa Ying said, "I don’t dare."

"Who knows? It looks like... you’re quite delicious too. But I won’t eat you as long as you behave," The ghostly man, like a man with a cherished toy, wouldn’t kill Fa Ying before he tired of her.

Despite her strong will, Fa Ying, facing that oozing, foul-smelling body, had no choice but to kneel, suppressing the urge to vomit, serving the demon with her body.

"Amusing, delightful..." Only the ghostly man’s shrieks echoed in the cave.