Chapter 399 - 378: Life Is Full of Surprises

That night, as Song Ciwan rode the goose through the air, it was a poet’s dream—gazing at the nine smoky peaks of Qi State, seeing the vast sea shrink to the size of a teacup. It was a flight swift enough to pass the Jade Rabbit on the moon, yet so high as to brush the Golden Rooster of the sun.

The Big White Goose savored the freedom of flight, soaring to altitudes far greater than any ordinary avian Demon Beast. This, it seemed, was one of its innate talents.

The Golden-winged Roc, for instance, possessed the world’s greatest speed, capable of covering thousands of miles with a single flap of its wings. The Big White Goose’s talent, by contrast, was primarily focused on altitude.

Of course, while the Big White Goose was flying high now, that was only in comparison to common avian Demon Beasts.

When compared to a uniquely gifted prodigy among demons like the Golden-winged Roc, there was simply no contest.

Song Ciwan, however, was nothing but encouraging toward the Big White Goose. ’So what if it didn’t possess a top-tier bloodline or talent? Today it can fly high. Tomorrow, it can fly both high and fast.’

One day, the white goose would beat its wings and cross thousands of miles in an instant. Traveling from the North Sea in the morning to Cangwu at dusk would no longer be a dream.

Today, the Big White Goose carried Song Ciwan into the sky; in the future, Song Ciwan would lift it to fly even farther.

As long as Song Ciwan improved, she would be sure to bring it along with her.

The night flew by. On their journey, the girl and the goose occasionally encountered other things in the sky, such as Cultivators flying on their Magical Artifacts—

In these encounters, both parties would typically spot each other from afar and give a wide berth. Even if the Big White Goose didn’t swerve, the other party would.

Conflicts arising from such chance meetings were actually quite rare.

The sky was vast. It wasn’t like a narrow path on the ground where one was forced into a confrontation. What was there to argue about? Even the most vile dandies wouldn’t rashly provoke a strange Cultivator they met flying at night.

No one was a fool. Who knew the background of a random stranger? What if you picked a fight with someone you couldn’t afford to offend?

Of course, this wasn’t to say that flying at night was completely safe.

When rational people met, they would generally keep their distance. But there were others in this world... or rather, things that weren’t Human, that possessed no reason.

When you ran into them, there was nothing to say. There was only one word for it: Fight!

Song Ciwan sat cross-legged on the goose’s broad back, not acting rashly. She stood guard for the Big White Goose.

During their flight, the Big White Goose unleashed its Wind Saber Technique, shredding two avian Demon Beasts that had suddenly attacked. Then, they encountered a Demon Cultivator riding a billowing cloud of black ink.

The Demon Cultivator saw the white goose carrying a person and spat, "A fine Demon Beast, overflowing with Qi Blood! You’ll make a perfect ingredient for my grand medicine!"

The ink-black cloud unfurled and lunged at them in an instant.

The Big White Goose’s Divine Soul was stunned by a mysterious voice from within the cloud. For a moment, the goose froze completely. Just as it was about to be swallowed by the dark cloud, Song Ciwan waved her hand, and ten thousand bolts of lightning descended from the heavens.

RUMBLE! The lightning struck, instantly killing the Demon Cultivator.

The Demon Cultivator didn’t even last a single exchange, his entire body turning into a charred corpse as it plummeted downward.

The Heaven and Earth Scale appeared, collecting a mass of human desires and a mass of Death Qi: [Human Desires: The shock, fear, and resentment of a Demonized Early-Stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator. Four and six-tenths pounds. Exchangeable.]

[Death Qi: The death of a Demonized Early-Stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator. Three and nine-tenths pounds. Exchangeable.]

So this Demon Cultivator they’d run into was actually at the Divinity Transformation Stage!

No wonder he had been so arrogant, ready to kill any living thing he saw on a whim.

The Big White Goose had only just entered the Spirit Communication Realm. Despite its large size, it was an easy mark for a Divinity Transformation Stage expert. And since Song Ciwan, sitting on its back, concealed her aura, common sense dictated that a rider’s power wouldn’t be much greater than their Spirit Communication Stage mount.

Demon Cultivators were by nature violent, arrogant, and unrestrained.

Moreover, having entered the Demon Dao, his combat prowess far exceeded that of other Cultivators at the same stage.

But he never could have imagined that Song Ciwan, who had not yet even broken through to the Divinity Transformation Stage, could still kill him so effortlessly in a single blow!

She didn’t know when it had happened, but Divinity Transformation, which had once seemed so impossibly distant in her eyes, now appeared as fragile as paper.

It wasn’t that Divinity Transformation had gotten weaker; it was that Song Ciwan herself had progressed to a level beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

Song Ciwan summoned the Heaven and Earth Scale again, drawing the Demon Cultivator’s corpse and all his miscellaneous belongings into it.

The Big White Goose let out a cheerful cry, flapped its wings, and shot forward thousands of feet in an instant.

With a gentle beat of its white wings, the figures of the girl and the goose quickly vanished into the night. The thunderous execution of the demon seemed as if it had never happened. In a few moments, all trace of the commotion had dissipated into the air.

Midnight had just passed, so Song Ciwan took the opportunity to sell the Demon Cultivator’s corpse and all his various belongings she had just collected.

[You have sold: one Divinity Transformation Stage Demon Corpse, ten Storage Pouches, one Cloud Sea Storage Ring (a Storage Treasure), ninety-two Qi Cultivation Stage Puppet Demon Corpses, three Divinity Transformation Stage Puppet Demon Corpses, five hundred cubic units of Seven Evils Bewitching Smoke, twenty Thunder Demon Pearls...]

The Heaven and Earth Scale displayed a long list, leaving Song Ciwan momentarily dazzled.

So the Demon Cultivator had been carrying such a long list of items. Just by looking at the scale’s description, especially the variety of Demon Corpses, she could tell he must have died an incredibly frustrating death—

A proper Divinity Transformation Demon Cultivator had the misfortune of running into her, and he’d lost his life so decisively without being able to use even a fraction of his skills.

Song Ciwan even saw items like the Soul Reviving Jade and Demon-Resolving Blood Pearl on the list. Both were clearly life-saving treasures for a Demon Cultivator, but tragically, he never had the chance to use them.

There were also various Demon Dao and Immortal Dao treasures, and even a Scholar’s Talent Brush and a Buddhist Cultivator’s kasaya robe, along with a large number of Cultivator corpses that had not yet been refined into Puppet Demon Corpses...

There were also thirteen thousand Primordial Pearls, not to mention other miscellaneous items.

All in all, this Divinity Transformation Stage Demon Cultivator had been fabulously wealthy. Killing him just once, putting aside the human desires—after all, he had died too quickly to provide her with a large amount—

In terms of material gains alone, the loot from this Demon Cultivator far surpassed what she had gotten from the Second Young Master back then.

How times have changed. The feeling was strange and wondrous.

After she sold everything in one go, the Heaven and Earth Scale prompted: [You have obtained a Five-star Level Marvel: one Celestial Fiend Incarnation.]

Celestial Fiend Incarnation: This is an incarnation Puppet with no consciousness. After Refining and Recognizing the Master, a Soul Spirit imprint can be projected into it to allow for remote control.

It possesses the ability to commune with heaven and earth and absorb Vitality. It has the combat power of a typical Late-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator and can be controlled remotely from up to a thousand li away.

Note: This Celestial Fiend Incarnation requires a user to be at least in the Divinity Transformation Stage. This Celestial Fiend Incarnation can be nurtured and can grow.

After reading this description, Song Ciwan fell silent for a moment.

’So this Celestial Fiend Incarnation is a type of Outer Body Incarnation—that’s right, the kind of Outer Body Incarnation exclusive to masters at the Earth Immortal Level and above!’

And she, Song Ciwan, actually possessed one now. Although she couldn’t use it yet, she still possessed it!

’What is this? Life is full of surprises?’