The words had barely left her mouth.
She gave him no chance to react.
Jiang Yuechu raised her right arm high.
Above her fist, the roar of a black bear faintly sounded.
"No—!!!"
Boom—!!!
Her fist fell.
Splurt.
As though ten thousand peach blossoms had burst into bloom.
The headless body twitched twice, then went still.
As its life ebbed away,
the Mirage Pavilion's haze that bound the surroundings slowly dissolved like foam.
[Lotus-Planting Realm creature slain. Gained 3,200 years of Dao Cultivation.] [Unrecorded demon detected. Spend Dao Cultivation to record it?]
Jiang Yuechu paused.
What was going on?
She frowned at the number on the panel.
A mighty Lotus-Planting Realm Demon King had yielded less Dao Cultivation than some Ink-Dotting Realm demons?
On reflection, that feathered beast had possessed a noble bloodline.
Perhaps it really had cultivated much faster than ordinary demons...
But to reach the Lotus-Planting Realm in just over three thousand years—
even among the long-lived Demon Race, that made him a prodigy of dazzling talent.
No wonder he had been so arrogant.
Unfortunately,
he had run into her.
Jiang Yuechu gave it no more thought.
She shook her head, clearing away her distractions.
There was no time to waste.
"Record him."
Dao Cultivation drained away like running water.
A full 8,600 years of Dao Cultivation vanished.
Deep in her mind, an ancient scroll slowly unfurled.
The phantom of a proud, untamed Golden-Winged Peng raised his head and cried out within the scroll. At last, he became a streak of light and was branded upon it.
``` [Successfully created a Shadow Copy of the Demon King Qiankun. Received a demon's gift.]
[Divine ability acquired: Cloud Journey. A cloud journey crosses ten thousand miles; this divine ability is a secret passed down only within the Golden-Winged