Chapter 430: Chapter 429: Asura and Pretty Girl Chapter 430: Chapter 429: Asura and Pretty Girl A faint silver glow flickered in and out of visibility with the graceful dance of her delicate body, and a mysterious spatial fluctuation quietly erged.
The Heavenly chanism Dance was the most important inheritance of the Peacock Demon Clan and its true core.
It was precisely by mastering the Heavenly chanism Dance that the forr Peacock Demon Emperor was able to ascend to the throne.
However, the inheritance of the dance was extrely difficult, and for many generations, no mber of the Peacock Demon Clan had been able to comprehend the Heavenly chanism Dance.
This was also the true reason why no Great Demon Emperor had erged.
The Heavenly chanism Dance was more suited to the females of the Peacock Demon Clan, although males could also learn it, but with much less effect.
Among the Peacock Demon Clan, however, the innate bloodline power of the males was far stronger than that of the females.
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The forr Peacock Demon Emperor was a female who experienced a mutation in her bloodline, which is what led the Peacock Clan to the first level bloodline.
But in the inheritance process that followed, it was the male Peacock Demons who were stronger, and the female Peacock Demons were also unable to comprehend the Heavenly chanism Dance, leading to the current situation.
Until this generation, Pretty Girl demonstrated extraordinary talent; at a young age, she had already developed the Peacock Golden Crown, and in studying the Heavenly chanism Dance, she finally made initial inroads into this core inheritance of the Peacock Demon Clan.
She knew that this must be the reason, even with her human bloodline, why the Peacock Demon King would pass the patriarch’s position to her.
Once this dance is over, I won’t wait for that guy anymore.
Really, going back on his word!
As Pretty Girl danced gracefully, the circulation of her qi and blood beca increasingly harmonious, and her entire body radiated a crystalline silver glow.
Her divine consciousness expanded outward with her spirit, and she could perceive every subtle change in the surrounding space.
She could even feel so restlessness coming from Jiali City, a response to her Peacock Demon Clan bloodline.
Just then, she seed to sense sothing—an extrely sharp presence was approaching at an astonishing speed.
Pretty Girl’s gaze instantly turned sharp, her body twisted, and a Peacock feather fell into her hand.
Space around her body fluctuated rapidly, ready to strike at any mont.
But just at that mont, that sharp presence quietly subsided, and a figure descended from the sky.
The golden light at its back quickly withdrew, and its landing spot was right in front of her.
Pretty Girl blinked in surprise, that familiar scent…
“Sorry for making you wait so long,” a familiar voice, familiar scent, and that familiar mask and figure.
Asura landed gently, his breathing slightly rapid, his chest still heaving dramatically, showing that he had been traveling at full speed before.
However, his eyes burned with an undeniable fervor, almost as if he was about to rush over to her.
Looking at that familiar figure and hearing his voice, for so reason, the resentnt accumulated during the three-day wait transford into a sense of solidity.
“Did you co from very far away?” Pretty Girl asked softly, gazing at Asura who seed to have grown taller.
But at that mont, Asura’s gaze was as if it could devour her whole.
She had grown taller, and her figure had beco more proportionate.
The youthful aura of the girl was richer, less greenness and more of the soft beauty unique to a young lady, but she seed a bit thinner, yet her eyes were even brighter.
Her dance just now was truly beautiful!
Actually, he had already sensed her with his divine consciousness before he arrived.
Yes, it was with divine consciousness because it wouldn’t be easily detected and could also probe farther distances.
In order to confirm that she was still there, he didn’t care about his own exhaustion.
Then, within the perception of his divine consciousness, he felt that captivating dance, as if it was driving the entire space around it.
This perception of the dance intoxicated him so much that he didn’t conceal the sharp aura brought on by the Golden Peng Transformation.
Finally appearing before her, looking at her stunningly beautiful face and increasingly refined and ethereal deanor, the day and night of urgent travel were worth it.
“Yes, it’s so distance away, but it’s okay.
I was delayed by so things, sorry for making you wait,” Asura said softly, suppressing the impulse to hold her in his embrace.
“You must be tired.” Seeing his travel-worn appearance, Pretty Girl’s resentnt had completely dissipated.
No matter what, she was simply standing here waiting, but he had to rush back from a faraway place.
His hardship was indeed much greater than her own fatigue.
She curiously asked, “How did you know I was waiting for you here?”
Asura smiled slightly and said, “I set up a magic array here.
If soone lingers in this place for a long ti, I can sense it remotely.
Only you would wait here for for such a long ti.
Especially since it’s the second consecutive day, I knew you had co out of seclusion.
You’ve changed a lot!
Your strength has also increased quite a bit, hasn’t it?
Has your seclusion co to a complete end?”
Just a sweep of his divine consciousness allowed him to clearly sense that Pretty Girl’s aura had beco more refined, her cultivation base had settled very well.
Although she was still at the Eighth Stage, she was already at the peak of that stage.
Moreover, there were obvious signs that she was intentionally compressing her bloodline power; otherwise, she should have been able to break through to the Ninth Stage by now.
How old was Pretty Girl?
At about sixteen years of age, she was already approaching Ninth Stage cultivation.
This was extrely rare among humans.
Of course, with the exception of Tang San himself.
He couldn’t be judged by the standards of an ordinary teenager.
“Mm, not bad.
The seclusion isn’t over yet.
I’ve been let out midway to rest for a while.
I’ll have to go and undertake a trial in a few days.”
“A trial?
What kind of trial?” Asura asked anxiously.
Pretty Girl said, “It should be a family trial.
Once I pass it, I should be nearing the end of my seclusion.”
Asura realized and said, “The reason you’ve been suppressing your power is also to wait for the trial to make a breakthrough.”
“That should be the case.
It wasn’t who arranged it.” Pretty Girl nodded her head and said.
If it wasn’t her, it naturally was the Peacock Demon King.
It seed this trial was very important.
A light flickered in Asura’s hands, and he suddenly had two items, which he handed to Pretty Girl.
“I’ve obtained these two items recently.
Take them.
They should be of use when you pass the family assessnt,” he said.
Pretty Girl looked at the two items in his hand, her face showing a look of curiosity: a piece of milky white stone and a small mirror.
“What are these?”
Asura said, “This stone is called Destiny Stone.
Carry it with you, and it will bring you good fortune.
It cos from the Heavenly Fox Holy Mountain in the Ancestral Court.”
“Sothing from Great Demon Emperor Heavenly Fox?” Pretty Girl said, surprised.
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Asura nodded, “The other item, consider it a weapon.
I’ve recorded a bloodline power on it.
When you encounter danger, activate it, and the power within will manifest.
It can display power similar in strength to yours but from that particular bloodline.
You are proficient in Space Manipulation, so I recorded the bloodline power of the Ti Crocodile, Ti Control.
When activated, you can control the acceleration or deceleration of ti within one minute.
Ti and space combined can provide significant help to you.”
Pretty Girl looked at the two items in her hands, then at him, involuntarily took a step back, shook her head, and said, “Thank you, but I cannot accept them.
They are too precious.
I cannot take your things.”
Asura said, “What’s mine is yours between us.
Take them for now, consider them a loan.
You can return them to after your seclusion is over.”
But Pretty Girl still shook her head and said, “How can there not be a distinction?
I haven’t even seen your true face.
We’ve actually only t a few tis.
I don’t even know who you really are, where you co from, or why you’re helping like this.
I can’t keep asking for such sacrifices from you without being able to repay you.”
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