“We can’t let that wicked bastard get away like this. Let’s go find him right now. Even if he’s already fled, there must be some clues to track him down.”
The young man’s voice was cold, unable to suppress his anger. The black-armored giant hesitated before nodding, but Han Li shook his head.
“I’m already incredibly fortunate to have survived this time. I don’t know what might happen if I get involved any further, so I’m sorry, but I’ll be taking my leave first.”
At those words, the giant and the young man were stunned.
“Brother Han, that bastard played us for fools. Are you really going to just let it go? Even if his cultivation is high, he must have greatly depleted his vitality to take the Thunder Spirit Soul. If we join forces, there’s nothing to fear. If it really comes down to it, how about the three of us go to the elders? No matter how great that guy is, he can’t be greater than the elders.”
The young man gritted his teeth, urging him to join.
“Is there really a need to trouble the elders? It seems better to handle this ourselves.”
The black-armored giant’s expression changed at the mention of the elders.
“I’m really fine. I have important matters to attend to in Star City, and it was difficult to make time for this. So, I’ll be going now.”
Han Li cupped his fist in farewell, flapped his wings, and rose into the air.
“To be so spineless! Fine, the two of us are enough.”
The young man watched Han Li disappear, then turned to the giant.
“That’s right. A mere Spirit Transformation cultivator, it’s good if he comes along, but it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t. But that bastard, he wouldn’t have done this without any preparations. I wonder if we can really catch him…”
The black-armored giant revealed his concern.
“We won’t know until we go. Let’s hurry.”
“That makes sense. Let’s go quickly.”
Thus, the two Celestial Pengs flew towards the master’s residence, while Han Li returned to the guest house and entered his room.
For the remaining time, he sat cross-legged, secluded, stabilizing his late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation and studying the Shocking Sting Incantation, trying to grasp the transformation incantation of the Peng Transformation Technique. [Peng is a mythical bird]
He needed to master the transformation divine ability as soon as possible to use it in actual combat. Time passed, and two months went by.
Han Li, who had been sitting on the wooden bed, opened his eyes amidst a surge of blue energy. Almost simultaneously, a clear voice was heard from outside.
“I am called Bai Bi. I have come under the Great Elder’s orders to escort Senior.”
He withdrew his energy and silently stepped off the bed. As he practiced the Peng Transformation Technique of the Shocking Sting Incantation, his movements became faster and his body felt incredibly light. He left the bedroom and went to the main hall, where a young man in a yellow robe was waiting with his hands behind his back.
He wasn’t particularly handsome, but his eyebrows were thick and his eyes were clear. He saw Han Li and immediately asked warmly,
“Are you Senior Han? I have come under the Great Elder’s orders, so please come with me.”
His cultivation wasn’t high, but his dignified demeanor and speech gave him a unique presence.
“Bai Bi? Your energy is extraordinary, you must be one of the Holy Sons.”
Han Li examined the young man and smiled lightly.
“I am ashamed. I have become so under the care of the elders. Actually, I’ve heard about Senior from the elders of my family. I don’t know how to thank you for saving my family’s elders.”
“Family elders…”
“I’m referring to Uncle Bai Lei and Aunt Bai Ying.”
“So you’re Bai Lei’s nephew.”
Han Li’s gaze swept over the young man’s golden wings.
“After reaching adulthood, the Kun Peng True Bloodline in my body manifested, and my wings changed color like this.” [Kun Peng is a mythical bird]
Seeing the questioning look, Bai Bi smiled and explained.
“You were born with extraordinary luck.”
Han Li smiled calmly and followed him out of the residence.
Several hours later, Han Li arrived at a magnificent hall built of white stone. The hall was solemn and majestic, with a long white stone table in the middle and five chairs on each side.
Besides Jin Lie, Old Man Xu, and Madam Mei, there was also a tall, thin man in a black robe sitting in one of the chairs. The man emitted a faint black light, making his face difficult to see, and his black wings shimmered strangely.
On the white stone table was a bright red box, strangely wrapped with tangled green tree leaves.
Han Li stood before them, silent in the solemn atmosphere. It seemed they were waiting for someone. While waiting, the black-robed man looked at Han Li with interest for a long time.
After a little more time, a white-winged girl in a silver robe entered the hall with light steps. Her white face and clear eyes gave her a clean impression.
“Lei Lan, you’re late.”
Jin Lie looked at the girl, slightly furrowing her brow.
“Reporting to the Great Elder, I was practicing some incantations and was delayed by a breakthrough. Please forgive me.”
“You were practicing incantations, that’s good.”
At those words, Jin Lie’s face relaxed, and the girl bowed and stood to the side.
“You all know why I’ve called you here. This trial of destiny is a matter of life and death for our clan, so no matter what, one of you must pass the trial and inherit the position of Holy Lord! However, according to recent news, the Di Rong Clan and others who harbor hostility towards our Celestial Peng Clan will not miss this opportunity. This means that those participating in this trial will secretly try to sabotage it.
Since you two have only recently become Holy Sons, if other clans’ Holy Sons interfere, you will surely not survive this trial. Therefore, we have specially invited Fellow Daoist Han to our Celestial Peng Clan and temporarily appointed him as the third Holy Son.”
Jin Lie slowly looked at the three of them and spoke in a pleasant voice. Bai Bi and the girl Lei Lan slightly raised their heads to look at Han Li. The young man’s eyes were warm, and the silver-robed girl’s eyes were as clear as water.
Han Li also smiled at them.
“Fellow Daoist Han has refined the Kun Peng’s feathers himself and, with our help, has merged the Kun Peng True Blood and the relic. Therefore, he is no different from our Celestial Peng Clan. However, to avoid unnecessary problems, Fellow Daoist Han’s identity will be that of a clan member cultivated overseas. Do you understand?”
Jin Lie did not forget to remind them.
“Understood!”
Bai Bi and Lei Lan answered in unison. Jin Lie nodded in satisfaction and then looked at Han Li.
“Fellow Daoist Han, I have instructed them to prepare the Celestial Peng Oath Talisman. Elder Shi has returned, so he will participate in unsealing the scroll. Prepare to have your name added to the Celestial Peng Oath.”
The ‘Elder Shi’ that Jin Lie mentioned must be the black-robed man.
“Then I will leave it to you.”
Han Li answered politely and looked at the table. Jin Lie reached out, and the wooden box flew into her hand with a whoosh. Jin Lie ran her fingers over the leaves tangled around the jade box.
*Paat.*
Soon, a great green light flared, and the leaves fell lightly.
*Hwareuk!*
As the leaves that had been suppressing the energy disappeared, the wooden box burst into flames and turned into a ball of fire.
Jin Lie then reached into the ball of fire. The flames subsided, and a half-foot-long red scroll appeared, with blue and red skull heads biting each end of the scroll.
As she chanted an incantation, the scroll floated up. Then, Jin Lie flapped her wings, and a feather turned golden and flew into the scroll.
“Elders, please begin the unsealing.”
Jin Lie, having finished her spell, spoke to the black-robed man and the others.
“This is a matter of our clan’s survival, so we will do our best.”
The black-robed man smiled and flapped his black wings, sending a feather flying. Old Man Xu and Madam Mei did the same.
As the four Celestial Peng elders’ feathers disappeared into the scroll, a change began.
The red scroll flashed and grew several times larger, and the skull heads at each end opened their eyes, rolling their bloodshot pupils before opening their mouths. The scroll, which had been rolled up, was now unfurled.
The scroll was filled with red energy, and large and small incantation characters pulsed. Han Li examined it with a flash of blue light. The small characters densely written in the red light were mostly names.
And at the very top of the scroll, in Spirit Race script, was written ‘Celestial Peng Oath.’ As he had seen in the scriptures, the oath content was densely written in silver characters below, and below that, dark blue names began to be listed.
Han Li quickly scanned the scroll with his consciousness. The moment his consciousness touched the red energy, a clear cry was heard, and a phantom of a blue Peng bird appeared above the scroll. The small Peng bird, about a foot in size, emitted light and instantly grew as large as a mountain, filling the hall.
Han Li and Bai Bi were surprised, but the elders, including Jin Lie, seemed unfazed, as if they had seen it before. Jin Lie raised her hand and held up a blue bronze mirror, reflecting the Peng bird’s phantom.
At the same time, the phantom cried out softly and shattered, returning into the scroll.
“Use your own essence blood to add your name. You must use your real name to avoid being cursed. From now on, no matter what happens, no one can help you.”
Jin Lie, having put away the bronze mirror, spoke meaningfully to Han Li. Han Li felt a chill in his heart, but he discarded any unnecessary thoughts. He took a deep breath and opened his mouth.
A thin golden thread emerged from his mouth and grazed his index finger, using his spiritual power to draw a drop of golden essence blood from the wound.
“Hmm.”
Elder Shi, who was sitting closest, showed curiosity.
“Did you find anything strange?”
Old Man Xu stroked his beard and asked.
“No. Fellow Daoist Han has probably mastered a special technique or consumed a strange fruit. Otherwise, how could his blood be this color?”
“Golden blood, how unusual. Usually, such a phenomenon only appears when the physical body has become strong to a certain extent.”
Old Man Xu scanned Han Li, agreeing with Elder Shi’s words. However, Elder Shi just smiled and did not reply. At that moment, Han Li, standing before the scroll, wrote his name in the blank space with his index finger.
The golden blood touched the scroll and seeped in, then flashed and turned into a dark blue name, floating up. It was as dry as if it had been written long ago. At the same time, Han Li felt for a brief moment that his nascent soul was being watched by something.
‘The Celestial Peng Oath is quite something!’
He was a little surprised, but this only made him feel more at ease. If he was bound by the Celestial Peng Oath, even the Celestial Peng elders would not be able to harm him. While he was lost in thought, Jin Lie and the other elders cast spells, and the scroll vibrated, then rolled up again, with the skulls biting the ends to seal it.
Soon, the shrunken scroll disappeared into Jin Lie’s sleeve.
“It is done. Now, Elder Xu will tell you about the trial of destiny and the places to be careful of, so listen carefully. Every word can save your lives during the trial.”
Jin Lie, having retrieved the Celestial Peng Oath Talisman, spoke calmly.
“The trial of destiny is something that our Spirit Race’s 72 branches must conduct once every 300 years…”
As Old Man Xu began to speak, the Celestial Peng Holy Sons, including Han Li, listened intently.
* * *
A few days later, several giant birds flew out of the Star City’s restrictions and headed somewhere. Han Li was sitting on one of them. The white bird flew about twenty feet with each flap of its wings, and soon it became a small dot at the end of the sky and disappeared.
Three months later, at the top of a huge mountain peak.
In a plaza surrounded by light green buildings, over a hundred Spirit Race members were gathered. And in the middle, a giant crane-like bird and a multicolored strange bird were fighting.