Demon's Diary


Demon's Diary Chapter 3

“Brat, you dare hurt my wife! You’re definitely dead now.” The man’s face was shown to be somewhat twisted under the reflection of the bone sword in his hand. He quickly threw away the crossbow in his other hand, took out a red pill and shoved it into his mouth.

Obviously that logic-defying attack wasn’t something that he could easily perform.

Seeing that, Liu Ming screamed, “Projectile incoming.” He then threw a white blob towards the still twitching woman on the ground while leaping backwards and scrambled into the forest besides him.
Seeing this, the man paused before going into a fit of rage. He couldn’t leave the woman on the ground alone and so had to shift sideways and use the bone sword to stab into the air in front the incoming projectile.

With a hong, the white blob was hit by an invisible thing mid-air and exploded.

A glob of gray-white powder spread out and covered everything within a few meters.

Seeing this, the blue-robed man became cautious and didn’t dare let the powder touch him. He quickly held the bone sword in front of his chest. His other hand lightly pushed outwards while he said the two words: “Elemental Wall.”

With the words, the bone sword let out a faint light as an invisible air wave came from it and pushed away the surrounding powder.

Then, the man quickly knelt down and ran his finger across the powder-covered floor. He smelled his finger and immediately stood up in a fit of rage.

“It was only common flour. Brat, I will cut you into a thousand pieces.”

The blue-robed man cursed a few more times before running over to check on the ugly woman.

The woman was tightly holding onto her neck with both hands. Her breath had already slowed to become indiscernible; there was no hope in her recovery.

“Darling, rest easy. I am going to kill that brat and have him accompany you to the afterlife.”

The blue-robed man gritted his teeth as he spoke. He stood up once again and tightened his grip onto the bone dagger. He yelled “Lighten” and ran in the direction that the young man ran off in.

His movements changed to become much faster than before: he seems just like a ghost flashing through the field.

Although his body did not have much Yuan Li, he was drawing support from the red pill that he ingested earlier; he could use four or five more spells for another quarter of an hour. This was more than enough to chase and kill any normal person.
TL: Think of Yuan Li as a special strength and


Liu Ming was violently running in the forest while his legs felt heavier and heavier. At the same, his chest was burning as the violent activity made blood flow profusely from the wound.

As for the shoulder wound from before, it had completely reopened, leaving half of his body numb.

Liu Ming had no intention of stopping to bind his wounds and kept running towards a single direction.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as the dense shrubbery was replaced by a large field.

At the end of the field was a huge river that had roaring waters flowing through.

Seeing this, Liu Ming felt a sense of happiness but suddenly his eyes darkened. With a stumble, he almost fell down.

With a sense of urgency, he quickly bit his tongue, causing a hint of blood to fill his mouth. Only then was he able regain his senses and not fall.

But right then, the bitter voice of the blue-robed man came from the forest behind him.

“Brat, where do you think you’re going!”

Right when the voice died down, the blue-robed man came out from behind a tree and quickly ran toward Liu Ming.

Looking back, Liu Ming saw how fast the blue-robed man was coming and quickly threw his silver blade backwards while sprinting towards the river.

The blue-robed man flicked his bone sword and deflected the incoming Silver Blade. In addition, he didn’t so much as pause because of the parry.

With one running and the other chasing, the two ran forward a dozen meters.

After another few leaps, Liu Ming finally got to the side of the river. Making a huge jump, he was about to land right into the river.

Seeing that, the blue-robed man had only a few meters left to catch up to Liu Ming but he knew that he wouldn’t make it before Liu Ming sank into the river. Thus, he used all of his Yuan Li and pushed them into his bone sword.

Instantly, the bone sword shone so bright that it hurt to look straight at it!

The man roared lowly and slashed forward, causing an almost invisible sword projection to jump out of the sword. With one blink, it strangely got right behind Liu Ming and plunged into him.


Liu Ming was pierced through the stomach and dropped heavily into the river. Afterwards, he disappeared under a white wave.

Only then did the blue-robed man get to the side of the river, and seeing the raging waves, he furrowed his brow.

He believed that combined with his bone sword’s attack and the ferocity of the river, Liu Ming had no chance of survival. However, he couldn’t be so sure without seeing the corpse.

But, he didn’t know how to swim and this river water’s power was enough to run the corpse to a far, far place.

The man thought about it for a while and then looked at the bone sword in his hand.

The weapon, which was called a Practitioner Weapon, no longer had the bright shine it did before and was back to its original state.

The blue-robed man lingered for a moment and when Liu Ming’s body didn’t float, he could only leave in frustration.


Three days later, at a river along the border between Chu Zhou and Feng Yun state, two men in yellow robes, one tall and one short, were blankly staring at a well-dressed corpse.

Besides the corpse in front of the two, there were seven or eight more corpses that all had grey jumpsuits. However, unlike the well-dressed corpse, these corpses all had horrible wounds such as being cut in half or having their head bashed in.

“What do we do? Since young master died so easily, what do we say to our family head?” The speaker was a short and skinny man that had a sword behind his back. His face was quite narrow and his eyes were triangular, giving off an impression of him being quite deadly. However, his face was full of worry as he asked his companion.

“Gu Lao San, if you ask me, who do I ask? Who knew that this ‘young master’ was so stupid. To let a thief get close to him and cut his throat when he’s a low level practitioner. Even though we had quite a few spirit medicines that the family head gave us, he still didn’t have a chance of survival.” The tall companion had a square face but also showed an frustrated face.
TL: Lao San = Third brother – Usually not related by blood

“Guan Lao Da, no matter how stupid he is, he’s still the family head’s adopted son. In addition, the family head paid a huge price to get the place for him in the ceremony. Now that he died halfway there, how are we going to tell the family head!? I fear that us getting beat is inevitable.” Gu Lao San sighed as a vague sense of fear appears on his face.
TL: Lao Da = First brother or Elder brother

“Hmpn, If getting beat is enough punishment for this; I’ll be burning incense.” Guan Lao Da face muscles shuddered and said a sentence that Gu Lao San did not expect.
TL: In china, you burn incense for the dead so hes implying they are going to die.

“Guan Lao Da, what do you mean by that? You and I are true middle level practitioners. Even if the family head loved his adopted son dearly…. Don’t tell me that we really have to repay this with our lives?” Gu Lao San looks at his fat companion with his eyes wide.

“You think this youngster’s identity is simply the adopted son of the head? Although this ‘young master’ has a spiritual pulse, his attitude is horrible and he’s quite brutal. He has almost no chance to approach the family head. Why do you think such a person would be adopted by our family head!? Let me tell you. This ‘young master’ is the family head’s illegitimate child born from a mistress. The ‘adopted son’ just an excuse for this kid to become the family head’s son.” Guan Lao Da sneered as Gu La San stared dumbstruck at him.

“What? ‘Young master’ is really the family head’s own flesh and blood? Guan Lao Da, how do you know such a crucial thing?” The thin person shuddered as he started to stutter.

“Whatever, I guess there is no reason to hide it from you now. You know that my relationship with family head’s wife’s personal maid was pretty good. Once she protested about the family head’s injustices and with a slip of her tongue, she spoke this secret to me. This could not be fake!” Guan Lao Da sighed.

“So it is like that. I was thinking that even though the Barbarian Ghost Sect was ranked quite back in the largest of Sects in Da Xuan Country, the Spiritual Opening Ceremony is quite expensive. Why would our Bai Clan let someone that isn’t closely related to the family take that spot. If the kid actually had their spiritual pulse opened, he would be a true Spiritual Student and become much, much more powerful than either of us. If he gets some special chance and becomes a Spiritual Master, the even if the current emperor sees him, the emperor would have to greet him with much respect.” Finally, Gu Lao San realized the inside story.

“Spiritual Students aren’t that easy to become! Not only do you have to have a Spiritual Pulse, you can’t be older than 15 when you participate in the Spiritual Opening Ceremony. Every year, only a handful of participants pass the ceremony and a majority of them die in the ceremony. Even if one luckily survives, one has to work under the Sect as a normal practitioner for twenty years. Head’s decision to send his son this time was probably a bet. Even though Bai Clan had quite a few Spiritual Pulse members, most of them have failed in the Spiritual Opening Ceremony. Those that survived are stuck in the Sect and being used as raw labor. Only Lady Yan had a success Spiritual Opening and became a Sky Moon Sect’s Spiritual Student. Unfortunately, Lady Yan is a girl and will marry someone one day. Head definitely wants his own son to become a Spiritual Student so that Bai Clan can keep it’s Practitioner Clan status for another few dozen years.” Guan Lao Da explained even more.

“Looks like family head put great hope into this young master. But the more hope put into this young master, the more chance that we’ll die when we go back. How about let’s escape from Da Xuan Country and never return to Bai Clan. With our status as Middle Tier Practitioners, we’d be respected everywhere.” Gu Lao San’s eyes rolled quickly and he stated through closed teeth.

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