The Great Demon King Who Terrifies Planar Martial Artists
The Eternal Sect Disciples were all very disciplined. Every morning, they rose on time, attended morning drills, ate breakfast, and then began a day of cultivation. There was absolutely no need for a rooster to crow.
However, the little fellow that had hatched possessed a voice that refreshed the mind and calmed the heart. So having it stretch its throat and crow once every day was actually quite nice.
"Cock-a-doodle-doo—"
The next day, when the sky had only just begun to brighten, Little Rooster was already on duty. Standing alone atop the Main Hall, he raised his head and crowed, his voice rippling through the air and instantly spreading throughout the entire sect.
The disciples who had been asleep rose one after another upon hearing the crowing. After washing up, they gathered at the Training Ground, each brimming with vigor.
"Not bad, not bad."
Standing before the Main Hall, Jun Changxiao smiled as he watched their spirited appearance.
The sect had many Martial Dao facilities that could help disciples break through faster, but only by pouring all their energy into cultivation could they grow stronger.
"Ahhh!"
"Master, save me!"
At that moment, cries for help came from atop the Main Hall.
"Where did this wild chicken come from? How dare it disturb this auntie's sleep!"
Wearing a loose sleeping robe and barefoot, Little Demoness grabbed the rooster and rubbed him madly against the roof tiles. Feathers flew everywhere for a time.
"Move aside."
Little Dragon Dragon leaped over and said coldly, "Let me teach him a lesson!"
"Tch."
Little Demoness rolled her eyes at him, casually tossed Little Rooster aside, then took a deep breath and said, "Master said I must be reserved and ladylike."
Whoosh!
Little Dragon Dragon waved his