Translator: CinderTL
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu," Song Wen said, looking at the demon beast at the bottom of the pit, "this giant centipede is a late-stage seventh-tier demon beast, but how can it help me transform into a demon beast body?"
Ying Wu shook her head slightly, a faint smile playing on her lips.
"It's not just any giant centipede. It's a hybrid I created by crossbreeding a Scarlet Venom Centipede and a Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon. I call it the 'Seven-Blood Centipede.'"
"Scarlet Venom Centipedes and Thousand-Legged Earth Dragons can interbreed?" Song Wen asked, his face etched with astonishment.
His shock stemmed from the fact that while both creatures resembled centipedes in appearance, they were fundamentally different entities with vast disparities in size.
The Scarlet Venom Centipede was a highly venomous insect, typically only about a foot long.
In contrast, the Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon was an earth-attribute demonic beast that could grow to over three hundred meters in length.
Even a newly hatched Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon was dozens of times larger than a Scarlet Venom Centipede.
Song Wen struggled to imagine how these two vastly different creatures could mate and produce offspring.
"The process of hybridization is a long and complicated story," Ying Wu said casually, her smile unwavering. "Let's focus on how it will help you transform into a demon body, shall we?"
Song Wen stared at Ying Wu, a sudden, inexplicable tightness gripping his heart.
The smile on Ying Wu's face always made him feel like she harbored ulterior motives.
Yet it wasn't scheming, nor did it carry malice. It was more like...
a mischievous child discovering an intriguing new toy.
"Fellow Daoist, would you please enlighten me?" Song Wen asked.
Ying Wu didn't answer. Instead, spiritual light flickered at her fingertips as she gently tapped the pit below.
Instantly, a restriction within the pit seemed to dissolve.
The Seven-Blood Centipede, which had been crawling along the pit's bottom, suddenly raised its head. Its eerie purple eyes locked onto the two figures above with chilling intensity.
The centipede's mandibles snapped open and shut violently, releasing a thick, violet Poison Mist from its mouth.
Where the mist touched the pit's rocky floor, it hissed and corroded the stone at a visible rate, the solid rock melting away before their eyes.
The Seven-Blood Centipede's legs moved in unison, its razor-sharp claws piercing the stone with ease as it scaled the pit wall vertically.
Song Wen's pupils constricted, and he instinctively recoiled, but Ying Wu firmly gripped his shoulder.
"Don't move! To transform into a Demon Body, you must allow it to merge with you completely."
In that instant, Song Wen's mind flashed back to the scene in the Lower Realm when Yang Yu and the Blood Wraith Beast had merged into one being.
"Even if we're going to fuse, we should at least subdue it first," Song Wen said. "Otherwise, it'll swallow me whole before we even begin."
"Don't worry," Ying Wu replied. "With me here, it won't harm you in the slightest."
As they spoke, the Seven-Blood Centipede had nearly reached the top of the pit wall.
Sensing that Song Wen was the weaker of the two, the centipede suddenly leaped forward, its mandibles snapping open as it lunged at him.
Feeling Ying Wu's hand pressing down on his shoulder, Song Wen's mind raced. Ultimately, he chose to trust her and remained still.
At worst, I'll just waste a Substitute Puppet, he thought.
Seeing Song Wen's unwavering trust, Ying Wu's eyes softened with affection.
As the centipede closed in, she raised a slender finger and pointed it at the creature.
Before her finger even touched the centipede, a cyan talisman suddenly lit up on the carapace of its head.
The talisman flickered, and the centipede froze mid-air, its mandibles snapping shut and the purple Poison Mist ceasing to spew forth.
The centipede hovered motionless for less than half a breath before resuming its advance, slamming into Song Wen.
The impact made Song Wen stagger slightly, but he remained rooted to the spot.
The Seven-Blood Centipede continued to crawl, eventually coiling around Song Wen's body like a python, its head positioned directly in front of his face.
"Ji Yin, don't move a muscle!" Ying Wu's mischievous grin deepened. "The Seven-Blood Centipede is about to merge with you. But..." Her smile widened further, "the fusion process might be a little... painful."
No sooner had she spoken than Song Wen felt excruciating pain erupt throughout his body.
The centipede's razor-sharp claws pierced through his protective robes and flesh, leaving egg-sized bloody holes.
Blood oozed from the wounds, but it wasn't crimson red—it was a bizarre purplish-brown.
Even the flesh around the holes rapidly turned purple, the discoloration spreading outward like a stain.
Yet the claws didn't stop. They continued to burrow deeper, piercing into Song Wen's bones—his legs, arms, spine... even his skull was pierced by two of the centipede's claws.
Then, the centipede's body suddenly liquefied, its purplish-black marrow seeping through the bloody holes and into Song Wen's body.
Song Wen's face twisted in agony, his eyes instantly bloodshot.
The tearing, searing pain surged through him like a tidal wave, threatening to drown his sanity.
The marrow fluid flowed through the bones of his body.
Song Wen's entire body began to convulse violently, every inch of his flesh twisting and contorting as if something were trying to burst out from within.
His body rapidly expanded, transforming in an instant into a towering figure over six meters tall.
His spine writhed, piercing through his flesh to sprout nine bone spikes. A meter-long tail extended from the base of his spine. The bones of his head twisted and elongated grotesquely.
But Song Wen's physical transformation was far from complete.
A purple fluid seeped from his skin, flowing and writhing across his body, solidifying into a carapace-like armor.
By this point, Song Wen had become a bipedal monster with a long tail, bone spikes erupting from his back, a head resembling a centipede, double mandibles, and a body encased in purple armor.
"Tsk, tsk!"
Ying Wu raised her right hand and patted Song Wen's massive, purplish-black thigh.
"Not bad! Your current physical form is at least comparable to a Body Refinement cultivator in the late Body Integration Stage."
As she spoke, Ying Wu's gaze roamed over Song Wen's body, her expression one of satisfaction, as if admiring a masterpiece of her own creation.
A sinister purple light flickered in Song Wen's eyes as he scrutinized his own form.
At present, his hands were the only remaining human-like features.
Though he stood on two legs, his posture wasn't upright like a human's, but rather hunched forward, resembling a standing wolf.
Song Wen slowly raised his arms, the purplish-black carapace gleaming with a metallic sheen in the sunlight.
As he clenched his five fingers, a bone-grinding "creak" echoed through the air, as if the very fabric of space were being crushed by this immense force.
"Fellow Daoist Yingwu, this fused Demon Body is far more powerful than I imagined. Thank you!"
"My hybrid demon beasts are naturally formidable. Originally, this Seven-Blood Centipede was prepared for myself to enhance my close-combat abilities. However, the fusion process proved excruciatingly painful. After one attempt, I never dared to try again."
Ying Wu's eyes flickered with puzzlement.
"When you fused just now, why didn't you seem to be in much pain? You barely let out a couple of roars?"
(End of the Chapter)
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