When Auspicious Duck was young, he had been kept by people as a pet. His intelligence had yet to fully awaken, and his Bloodline Inheritance remained dormant. He had made a living with his silver tongue, judging poetry and prose.
His miserable early years had shaped his slippery nature.
After his bloodline awakened and he followed Xu Yi into the world of the Northern Sacred Court, Auspicious Duck founded the mysterious and powerful Great Might Great Virtue Divine Hall, relying on his unfathomable divination.
A host of powerful believers had even raised him to the altar, sending his life as a demon to its peak.
From then on, Auspicious Duck and Shaoguang were no more. Only Great Virtue Mighty Young Master remained.
But now, after his dignity had been trampled into the mud during that pursuit, Auspicious Duck had finally returned to his true self.
Xu Yi grabbed the frantically charging Auspicious Duck and laughed. "How can the dignified Great Virtue Mighty Young Master have so little composure? With your abilities, you shouldn't have ended up in such a state."
It was rare to catch a disciple of an Immortal sect, and Xu Yi didn't want Auspicious Duck killing him to vent a personal grudge.
At that moment, Xu Yi lifted the restriction, and Jing Chun and Old Six sprawled on the ground, tears streaming from their eyes.
During those brief ten-odd breaths, the two of them had felt as if they'd rolled through the eighteenth levels of hell several times over.
Auspicious Duck snorted. "Don't worry about anything else. Get me an Ascension Token. I don't want to stay in this cursed place for another moment."
Auspicious Duck's cultivation had never been much to speak of. His ability to command the wind and rain relied entirely on his wondrous