A sharp wind whistled past her ears. As she ascended rapidly, Mo Xiaoxing glanced to both sides. The white wings were magnificent and elegant, and with a gentle flap, they whipped up a gale.
After a short while, they soared above the cliff. Suddenly, the giant creature glided downward and, as if losing control, slammed into the ground with a “bang!”
Fortunately, it had released her early, and Mo Xiaoxing landed safely at a height of five or six meters above the ground.
Before she could even be surprised by the spiritual power she had instinctively used, she immediately turned her attention to the giant creature!
Its magnificent feathers were draped against its sides, trailing long, even more dazzling tail plumes, with mysterious and beautiful eye-shaped markings. As the wind stirred, its plumage shimmered as if holy light were flowing through it.
It was a white peacock!
But it was completely unlike any peacock Mo Xiaoxing had ever seen! It was huge, and it was so beautiful that she couldn’t tear her eyes away.
Is this… a demonic beast?
However, its elegant neck was slumped on the ground, its eyes tightly closed. Looking closely, the feathers under its belly were stained with splashes of crimson blood.
“It’s hurt!”
Mo Xiaoxing came to her senses and was about to run over.
However, Hanyan’s serious voice sounded: [Don’t go over! This person is heavily injured; if you leave now, there is nothing he can do to you.]
Mo Xiaoxing: “But it just saved me! Wait, isn’t it a demonic beast? Why do you call it a person?”
Hanyan’s voice remained solemn: [This is a demonic beast that has attained a human form. It must have been severely wounded, forcing it to revert to its original body. Demonic beasts and humans have been at odds since ancient times. It caught you and brought you up mostly to eat you.]
Mo Xiaoxing took a step back, startled.
Hanyan urged: [Run!]
Mo Xiaoxing was hesitant, but she was new here, and listening to Sister Hanyan was surely the right move. She turned, ready to run, when she suddenly heard a cold, clear, masculine voice:
“Child, go fetch some water.”
Mo Xiaoxing paused. The voice was exceptionally beautiful, and she couldn’t help but look back.
“Is, is that you speaking?”
The white peacock’s long eyelashes trembled, but it didn’t open its eyes.
“Is there anyone else here?”
Mo Xiaoxing tried to steady herself. “You, do you only want water?”
“Yes.”
Mo Xiaoxing turned and ran for her life.
There was a waterfall in the back mountain, and she headed straight for it. Fortunately, Qin Yu’s storage bag contained tools for holding water. She retrieved a large bucket and ran back.
Hanyan: [You are no match for him; killing you would be as easy as taking something out of a bag. Why are you going back?]
Mo Xiaoxing said as she ran: “Sister Hanyan, this back mountain is a forbidden zone. To leave, one must have ropes lowered from the front mountain. Where could I run to right now? Since that white peacock is so powerful, I especially cannot run. If he wants to kill me, he can do it at any time, so I might as well follow his wishes. He is injured, so perhaps he needs me. As long as he needs me, I will be safe for the time being.”
Hanyan did not speak, but she acknowledged the truth in her words; she was quite clever.
“The water is here, drink up!”
Mo Xiaoxing looked at the white peacock’s closed eyes; their curved arc was truly beautiful.
“I am not drinking it. Wash the blood from my body.”
Mo Xiaoxing: “Ah?”
So, he didn’t want to drink it!
She carried the bucket to the side of the white peacock. At this moment, the peacock’s left wing shifted slightly, revealing a pitch-black wound. It was no longer bleeding, but a ring of black mist coiled around it—it was truly sinister.
Mo Xiaoxing simply cleaned the blood-stained feathers honestly. In fact, she was quite willing; such beautiful feathers—she didn’t want to see them “dirty.”
Hanyan: [This is demonic energy; this person has clashed with the Demon Race.]
Mo Xiaoxing: “Then the person who hurt him must be very strong, right?”
Hanyan pondered: [That is correct.]
Mo Xiaoxing assumed the peacock wanted the water to drink, so she hadn’t taken much; the bucket was quickly emptied. She ran back and forth to the waterfall six or seven times, sweating profusely, until the blood on its body was washed clean.
However, she could do nothing about that black wound.
“Sigh, this wound is truly hideous.”
Just as she turned her head, she was unexpectedly met with two large eyes! They were as clear as a mountain stream, shimmering slightly in the sunlight. Dense white lashes covered the eyes, making them beautiful and arrogant.
They reflected her own stunned expression…
“Who are you? Why are you in this forbidden place?”
The cold, clear voice pulled Mo Xiaoxing back to her senses. She stood straight and replied quickly: “I am naturally a disciple of the Changtian Sect! And who are you?”
Mo Xiaoxing stood tall with her chest puffed out, harboring a little scheme: this continent was called the Yuan Yu Continent, and the Changtian Sect was the head of the seven great sects. Even if this white peacock was powerful, he should be wary of the Changtian Sect, and thus wouldn’t dare eat her so casually!
“Oh? I fear you are a disobedient child. What mistake did you commit to be locked away here?”
The cold, clear voice actually carried a trace of laughter?
It must be mockery!
This peacock was quite well-informed about the affairs of other sects!
Mo Xiaoxing: “I, I only made a tiny mistake that any human might make.”
“I have never heard of a ‘tiny mistake’ resulting in being punished here.”
Mo Xiaoxing: “What do you know? Our sect rules are strict!”
The peacock… seemed to chuckle lightly.
Mo Xiaoxing glanced at the pitch-black wound. “You are injured like this, and you can still laugh?”
“Otherwise, should I weep?”
Mo Xiaoxing was speechless, looking at the peacock with a strange expression.
This demonic beast… seemed quite easy to talk to; it didn’t look like it wanted to eat her. However, for the sake of caution, she silently retreated, backing away until she reached the edge of the cliff.
She opened her eyes wide and strained to look across. Beyond the thick clouds and mist, she couldn’t see the end at all.
In her memories, the Senior Brothers would send her food once a week. She didn’t know what was happening lately; it had been more than ten days, and they hadn’t come.
It was while she was picking spirit fruits that Qin Yu had fallen off the cliff and died…
Qin Yu wasn’t just a disciple of the Changtian Sect; she was a student of the Sect Leader, Qu Feibai!
And Qu Feibai, as the youngest Nascent Soul powerhouse in the history of the Yuan Yu Continent, was said to have founded the Changtian Sect at the age of sixteen. He had once used his sword to seal the gate to the Demon Realm, ensuring a thousand years of peace for humanity! Legends of him were everywhere on the Yuan Yu Continent.
The legend said: His sword dances across the sky, shattering the firmament; a gentleman without guile, for whom half the city would die of longing.
The first two lines meant his swordsmanship was divine, and the latter two meant he was indifferent to women; it was said half the city’s women would never marry because of him, and the other half were men.
The reason it was a legend was that even Qin Yu had never met this Master!
It was said the ancestor of the Qin family had once done a favor for Qu Feibai, resulting in a verbal agreement that he would one day take a Qin family descendant as his disciple. After Qin Yu entered the Changtian Sect, the Master had been in seclusion the entire time, so she died without ever knowing what her Master looked like.
Qin Yu also had six Senior Brothers; they were each incredibly gifted, truly worthy of the title of Qu Feibai’s disciples.
But Qin Yu didn’t have a good relationship with her Senior Brothers… The reason was simple: the six Senior Brothers were all exceptionally handsome, and after each had been harassed by Qin Yu, they all kept her at arm’s length…
I hope the Senior Brothers haven’t abandoned me to die here on my own! Mo Xiaoxing thought with concern.