138: Chapter 138 This bird is extraordinary; does it possess the bearing of an emperor?

"This bird is extraordinary; I actually cannot deduce its destiny!"

Zhuge Yu manifested. Floating above his palm was a tattered Yin-Yang Bagua Dao Disk. At this moment, Dao patterns flowed across it, evolving into a sun totem as he attempted to deduce the little bird's destiny.

Yet, he couldn't deduce it at all.

He even staggered backward as if struck by lightning.

"Strange, how strange! With my current strength, I can even deduce a First Tribulation Great Emperor, yet I cannot deduce a mere bird?"

His face was filled with astonishment.

"The aura on this bird is even stronger than mine... It has already reached the Saint King realm... Yet just moments ago, its down hadn't even shed yet; it was just a bird that had just hatched from its egg!"

Jiang Mo looked at the little bird from the side, his brows slightly furrowed and his expression solemn.

He took a deep breath, his expression very serious.

He was a half-step Saint King and could also be considered a regional overlord.

Stepping into the Saint King realm in the future was just around the corner, and he had a bit of arrogance in his bones.

Yet recently...

The geniuses he encountered became more monstrous one after another.

He was practically driving himself to despair.

Now, encountering a bird, it was actually so Heaven-Defying?

He had already begun to doubt life and ponder the meaning of his Cultivate.

"This bird is extraordinary, with the potential of a Great Emperor!"

Within Jiang Nianyang's Sea of Consciousness, the spirit of tianyang treasure mirror spoke leisurely.

"Potential of a Great Emperor?"

Jiang Nianyang looked at the little bird with a serious face.

At this moment, the little bird finished drinking a bottle of precious liquid. She let out a burp, then turned around, looking at Xie Wushang with a silly smile.

That appearance clearly showed she wanted another bottle.

However, as soon as the little fellow turned around with her silly smile, she noticed gazes looking straight at her, all of them burning with fervor.

"Ya!"

The little fellow immediately bristled all over her feathers, looking extremely vigilant as her wings protected herself like she was guarding against a bad uncle.

Seeing this, everyone was stunned.

"Little bird, big sister is not a bad person, oh!"

Seeing this, Jiang Ruoxi smiled brightly, stepped forward, and squatted down.

"Big sister has a lollipop here, oh! It's refined from a Saint fruit, oh!"

Jiang Ruoxi took out a lollipop and handed it to the little bird.

This candy was permeated with a rich medicinal fragrance that refreshed the heart and mind.

"Ya, ya!"

Then, the little bird retreated with a face full of vigilance.

She waved her wings, seemingly rejecting Jiang Ruoxi.

"This?"

Jiang Ruoxi wore a look of astonishment, tilting her head. "Where did I go wrong? Why could Daddy do it?"

"This is a bottle of precious liquid..."

Her eyes lit up. She took out a bottle of precious liquid, opened it, and handed it over.

The little bird still wore a look of complete vigilance, turning around directly and presenting her backside to Jiang Ruoxi.

"This..."

Jiang Ruoxi completely gave up.

"Hehe, let me do it!"

The Holy Spirit Bird flew out, heading toward the little bird.

"Little bird, we are of the same clan, oh! Look, we both have seven-colored tail feathers. Come, big brother will give you a hug!"

The Holy Spirit Bird stretched out its wings and chuckled foolishly.

"Ya!"

The colorful little bird turned around, her wings horizontal like blades slicing toward the Holy Spirit Bird.

Instantly, strands of Law power between her wings were like blades, slashing toward the Holy Spirit Bird.

Taken by surprise, the Holy Spirit Bird was slashed away.

"My goodness, if you won't let me hug you, don't sneak attack this Saint, alright?"

The Holy Spirit Bird did a flip in the air with a speechless expression.

"What a cute little fellow."

Seeing this, Xie Wushang grew even more fond of this little bird.

She had just hatched.

Yet she could already send the Holy Spirit Bird flying with a strike.

You must know that the Holy Spirit Bird had already reached the Saint King realm.

It was only a step away from the Great Saint realm.

One could imagine how Heaven-Defying the little bird right now was.

If she wasn't taken under his command, wouldn't that be benefiting outsiders?

"Little fellow, they are not bad people."

Xie Wushang squatted down and looked at the little bird, saying.

The little bird wore a look of vigilance, seemingly not trusting anyone else.

Xie Wushang stepped forward and extended both hands. "Are you willing to go with uncle?"

"Ya!"

The little bird nodded, waved her wings again, pointed at Xie Wushang's hand, and cried out babbling noises.

After undergoing transformation, the little fellow seemed to have gained a bit more spirituality.

"Master, she is saying, if she follows you, will there still be precious liquid to drink?"

The Holy Spirit Bird flew over and translated.

"Hehe, naturally enough to satisfy you."

Xie Wushang smiled and took out another bottle of precious liquid.

The little bird immediately pulled it into her embrace, opened the bottle, and then looked at Xie Wushang with a silly smile.

Xie Wushang held the little bird in the palm of his hand, reached out to gently tap the little fellow's head, and gently stroked her feathers.

"Little fellow, what is your name?"

Xie Wushang asked.

"Ya?"

The little fellow raised her head, blinking her eyes as she looked at Xie Wushang with a suspicious expression, seemingly not knowing what a name was.

"You don't have a name? Then let me give you one!"

Xie Wushang said.

"Ya!"

The little fellow looked full of anticipation, blinking her gemstone-like eyes at Xie Wushang.

"Your feathers are like cold jade... snowflakes drift within your Law phenomenon, so I shall call you Piaoxue..."

Xie Wushang said.

"Ya, ya!"

The little fellow blinked her eyes, seeming to really like this name.

Suddenly, Jiang Mo on the side took out a waist token.

His mind sank into it, and his expression darkened.

Xie Wushang turned his head, looked at Jiang Mo, and said, "What happened?"

"Our clan's First Saint, Jiang Zhouyan, has been trapped in a formation by the Yao Race and is in imminent danger. He is currently asking for reinforcements from nearby members of the Jiang Clan."

Jiang Mo said.

"Since that is the case, let us go take a look."

Xie Wushang said.

"In that case, sorry to trouble the Divine Son!"

Jiang Mo bowed to express his gratitude.

This First Saint, Jiang Zhouyan, was precisely a member of their lineage—the son of one of his paternal cousins.

Xie Wushang didn't say much more, taking large strides forward to step into the treasure ship.

Jiang Mo, along with Jiang Nianyang and Jiang Ruoxi, followed closely behind.

"In that direction..."

On the treasure ship, Jiang Mo determined the direction using the coordinates displayed on the waist token, pointing to the northeast ahead.

The flying ship sped away.

...

In the Sea of Annihilation, on an island radiating colorful auspicious light.

At this moment, high above the island, golden Dao patterns turned into a heavenly canopy, enveloping a radius of a thousand miles.

From the Golden-Winged Roc Clan, nine Saints stood suspended in mid-air, coldly looking down at the seven Cultivator of the Jiang Clan below.

In front of them, a massive Golden-Winged Roc Sword Diagram extended outward.

This formation diagram could be as long as a thousand meters, seemingly containing a realm within it.

The Golden-Winged Roc Clan Saint King, Saint King Peng Shijiu, along with four Saint Kings and three Saints, stood proudly beneath the formation diagram.

Together, they guided hand seals, injecting boundless magical power into the sword diagram.

Rumble, rumble!

Inside the Golden-Winged Roc Sword Diagram, boundless Law power churned, as if thousands of feather swords were trembling and clanging like striking metals. The sword diagram's light flowed, revealing feather swords all over the sky, which then whistled out from the sword diagram like a river of swords.

Feather swords filled the sky, hanging high in the air.

Dense and numerous, they were practically like countless raindrops suspended in the air, ready to strike at any moment.

"Ninety thousand sword rivers descend from the heavens, sweeping away all mortal dust for ten thousand miles!"

Saint King Peng Shijiu's gaze condensed. With a guidance of his hand seals, the feather swords moved, transforming into a river of swords that poured down to slaughter the seven Jiang Clan Cultivator below. Sword Qi churned, fierce gale winds blew wildly, shattering the Void Realm.

At the same time.

Beneath the canopy, two giant Golden-Winged Rocs circled in the air, overlooking the seven Jiang Clan Cultivator on the island in the lake below.

At this moment, the seven members of the Jiang Clan stood above the island, a massive solar light shield evolving above their heads to protect their bodies.

These seven individuals were:

The Jiang Clan's current First Saint, Jiang Zhouyan: Now thirty-six years old, he was already at the Major Achievement of the Ninth Realm.

Third Saint Jiang Luoye: He was over thirty-two years old and had also stepped into the Saint realm.

Ninth Saintess Jiang Yupin: At twenty-six years of age, she was in the half-step Saint realm.