The Journey of Immortal Cultivation-Chapter 709 - 399: A Visitor from Afar

So, despite the absence of a fully formed Spiritual Sense, Tusk still sensed the crisis.

Another 15 minutes passed and the devouring was finally complete. She held Tusk in her hand and with a thought, it immediately took on the appearance of the Demon Skull. She tried chopping at the Black Stone Pillar, and a deep scratch appeared on it immediately as if seared by high temperatures. Both Lord Changtian and she expressed satisfaction, indicating that Tusk had perfectly inherited the features of the Demon Skull. Next, it was time to choose the right essence blood for the Demon Skull.

Where is this place? God Demon Prison, of course. With over two hundred demon inmates to choose from, it couldn’t be more convenient to select the right Talent Attributes to bestow upon the weapon. Her gaze shifted as she came up with an idea, focusing on the leader of all monsters - Lord Changtian himself.

"What are your Talent Attributes?" she asked with a sly smile.

This girl actually set her sights on him. "I’m afraid I’ll disappoint you. I have only two Talent Abilities: Python Strangling Force and the Power of Growth," he said lazily, "The former increases the physical strength of the body, and you have already witnessed the effects of the latter in the Ba Snake Mountain Range."

"Ah? Your talents are not the least bit awesome?" She was indeed disappointed.

"Silly girl, the so-called overpowering strength can subdue ten skills. My True Body’s strength is already formidable; with just this one talent, I nearly have no adversaries. The critical thing for you is how to match and utilize the characteristics you draw for Tusk," he took the opportunity to guide her, "Battles are unpredictable, and if you use the method correctly, you can surely harm the enemy." As soon as he finished speaking, he had produced a glaze bottle in his hand, containing a few drops of his golden blood, "Take this. You will figure out how to use it."

That day, she walked back and forth in front of the cells, and the prisoners looked at the Prison Chief with trepidation in their eyes.

The battle during the daytime had been too intense; she had also struggled with the black smoke in her Sea of Consciousness for quite some time and was indeed tired. She took a nice bath and then fell asleep. It was a sweet, dreamless sleep until three or four hours later when Qi Zai returned and woke her from her slumber.

Qi Zai was very annoyed. The Hidden Stream base was too vast. Qingluan had flown only a third of the way when the effects of the Soul Loss Potion wore off, and she passed out, so Qi Zai had to carry her back to her place. To his chagrin, her many Bird Demon subordinates looked at him with wary eyes, as if guarding against a wolf. After taking over Qingluan, they didn’t exactly shoo him away, but they were none too friendly towards him either. "If it weren’t for the fact that they’re all females, I would have flattened them with one punch each!" he huffed indignantly.

She covered her mouth and laughed. Temperament is something that is 30% innate, and despite Qi Zai becoming a Great Demon, his rogue nature didn’t diminish at all. Combined with his formidable presence among the bird-like creatures, aside from individual cases such as the Roc, Sea Dongqing, and the giant vulture, most Bird Demons specialized in magic rather than close combat, which made Qi Zai’s bold and fearsome blood energy even more intimidating. The bird-like subordinates of Qingluan simply assumed he had ill intentions towards their leader, so it was no surprise they wouldn’t take kindly to him.

Ning Xiaoxian deliberately ruffled the feathers on the neck of the Chongming Bird, eliciting a resentful look from him, "Qingluan will be unconscious for a few more days, and if you visit her every time and end up in an argument with those Banshees, even if Qingluan likes you, she will waver sooner or later with so many ’sisters’ speaking ill of you in unison."

Qi Zai’s anger subsided, replaced by worry, "Could that really happen?"

"Qingluan has lived in this mountain for nearly a thousand years; countless demons have sought her affection, yet she never showed interest. Have you ever thought about why?" she prompted the youngster, "Have you considered this issue?"

His two-tone eyes stopped moving, and after a long pause he said blankly, "No!" and quickly sent a transmission to Lord Changtian for advice, "Lord Changtian, please enlighten me quickly?"

Lord Changtian replied irritably: "How would I know? A woman’s heart is as inscrutable as the bottom of the sea. If I could figure it out, wouldn’t I have already completely won over Ning Xiaoxian by now, would I still be waiting?"

She pursed her lips and smiled. How would these men know that there is a kind of love that can be born from compassion and sympathy?

She took out several bottles of Ningxiang Dew from her breast: "The next time you go over - and I suspect you will within half a day - take these bottles of Ningxiang Dew as gifts. Not only does Ningxiang Dew smell fragrant, it also accelerates Cultivation Speed, and is irresistible to any Banshee. Qi Zai could use it to win their hearts entirely," she said. "Be a bit sweeter with your words, call them ’sister’ more often. And don’t forget the pastries made fresh this morning on the Fifth Floor; take them too to curry favor with them."