novelapdf Chapter 178 Breaking Free from the Cocoon and Becoming a Butterfly
Chapter 178 Breaking Free from the Cocoon and Becoming a Butterfly
It got wet with river water.
She began to act as the most arrogant and proud caregiver in the cultivation world.
"I'll smear you to death, you bastard."
"Once you recover, I will make you kneel and sing 'Conquer'."
A damp cloth was wiped across the charred flesh.
The dead, carbonized tissue fell off with a soft rustling sound.
The newly formed skin underneath is exposed.
Jin Qiaoqiao's hand stopped.
That's not ordinary flesh and blood.
The newborn skin is fair and delicate.
The surface is interwoven with mysterious dark gold thunder patterns.
This is a law imprint left after absorbing the extraterrestrial lightning.
A powerful physical aura emanated from the body, which even made a fully-formed demon feel uneasy.
This guy's current physique.
It's even more monstrous than those savage beasts that specialize in cultivating their physical bodies.
Wiping room.
Jin Qiaoqiao's fingers accidentally brushed against Mo Chengyue's dantian.
A powerful, black-and-white vitality was slowly rotating there.
Mutant Tai Chi Thunder Golden Elixir.
At the very moment of contact.
A soft "click" sound came from the depths of Jin Qiaoqiao's mind.
That reverse slave mark that tightly bound her soul.
It's actually starting to loosen up a bit.
Jin Qiaoqiao tested him again with her demonic powers.
That's right.
It's really loosened up.
This deadly contract.
Essentially, it's the blood-sucking survival mechanism that Mo Chengyue activated when he was on the verge of death.
He was too weak at the time.
The only option is to forcibly bind a fully-formed demon to a blood-drawing stage.
He is not weak at all now.
It even formed an ancient elixir that even the heavens envied.
The balance of power between the master and the servant was completely broken.
Mo Chengyue no longer needs to drink her blood to prolong his life.
The underlying mechanisms for the enforcement and constraint of contracts have been found to have vulnerabilities.
Jin Qiaoqiao was so excited she almost jumped up.
The logic is complete.
"As long as this bastard fully recovers his fighting strength."
"He has the ability to protect himself."
"The contract no longer strongly binds me."
"Then I will regain my freedom!"
Inside the dark cave.
Princess Peacock smiled.
She looked at Mo Chengyue on the ground.
His eyes had completely changed.
It's no longer about watching the owner's frustration.
Instead, it's about watching a superb, top-notch tool.
"Wake up, my good ally."
"Wait until your battery is fully charged."
"Let's go our separate ways."
The following three days.
The cave was so quiet that only the sound of the underground river flowing could be heard.
Jin Qiaoqiao's mindset underwent a complete transformation.
She even took the initiative to use the essence of the peacock to help Mo Chengyue regulate his meridians.
The main focus is on providing meticulous cyber pig farming services.
We're just hoping this top-quality pig will be ready for market soon.
On the morning of the fourth day.
Mo Chengyue, who was in a deep sleep, frowned slightly.
He muttered something unconsciously.
"Senior sister...stop fooling around."
"I absolutely refuse to work overtime without triple pay."
Jin Qiaoqiao rolled her eyes.
"What a load of nonsense."
"I dream about that seductive vixen."
"Men really are all big pigs."
The entire underground cavern suddenly began to shake violently.
It wasn't thunder.
It wasn't a battle of magic between old monsters.
It was an ancient tremor originating from deep underground.
Stones were falling from the rock face overhead with a soft rustling sound.
Jin Qiaoqiao staggered backward.
They nimbly dodged several falling boulders.
She looked up.
Through a huge crack that was shaken open at the top of the cave.
She witnessed a scene she would never forget.
Beneath the far-off sky.
The most central area of the ruins.
Seven beams of colorful light, stretching from the sky to the ground, violently tore through the gray firmament.
The ancient pressure spanned millions of miles.
It strikes straight to the soul.
Within the pillar of light.
The faint phantoms of ancient immortals and demons could be seen fighting and roaring.
A sign that an unparalleled treasure has been born.
The laws governing the entire Immortal and Demonic Ruins trembled in response.
Jin Qiaoqiao stared intently at the seven beams of light.
The blood of the Peacock King within her body was completely boiling.
The ambition to revive the ethnic group has regained its footing.
There is something there that can allow her to defy fate.
It possesses absolute power that can make the Roc clan kneel and kowtow.
Inside the underground cave, the sound of dripping water was amplified infinitely.
Jin Qiaoqiao sat on the rock, hugging her knees.
Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were staring blankly at the "human-shaped charcoal" on the ground.
Just now, those seven beams of light shooting into the sky outside had thrown her mind into turmoil.
That is the hope for the revival of the peacock clan.
It was also her only straw to escape the fate of an arranged marriage.
But now, she's tied up here by this half-dead man.
"What if you just die like this..."
"Will I be buried with them?"
Jin Qiaoqiao muttered to herself, her fingers fidgeting with the ends of her hair in frustration.
Sudden.
A very faint cracking sound broke the silence.
"Click."
The sound was very soft, but it sounded particularly jarring in the enclosed cave.
Jin Qiaoqiao's body suddenly stiffened.
She held her breath, her gaze fixed on Mo Chengyue's charred chest.
There, a hair-thin crack appeared on the originally hard carbonized shell.
No blood flowed out.
There was no putrid smell either.
Deep within the crack, a faint, breathtakingly pure golden light seeped out.
The light was not dazzling, but it carried an indescribable sense of weight.
"It's...it's come back to life?"
Jin Qiaoqiao swallowed, her throat feeling a little dry.
Before she could react...
"Click, click, click."
A series of cracking sounds rang out.
Mo Chengyue's charred skin began to crack extensively.
A terrifying, dormant aura leaked out uncontrollably from the cracks.
This aura is strange.
It was no longer the weak fluctuation of a human cultivator in the Foundation Establishment stage.
It's not simply the domineering power of the peacock demon.
Rather, it is a mixture of destructive thunder and boundless vitality, a blend of raging fury and the revival of all things.
Two completely opposite forces have now strangely merged together.
As a powerful demon in the transformation stage, Jin Qiaoqiao instinctively felt a chill run down her spine.
This feeling.
She was facing those old monsters in seclusion within her clan.
Or, face an ancient ferocious beast awakening from hibernation.
"This isn't right..."
"This is absolutely not the kind of noise you should see when someone has just formed their core!"
Jin Qiaoqiao took half a step back.
Her colorful wings unfolded automatically upon stimulation, each feather taut and straight.
That's a defensive stance when faced with a deadly threat.
"Splash—"
A soft sound.
The largest patch of charred, dead skin on Mo Chengyue's chest completely peeled off.
The dead skin turned into ashes and drifted in the murky air.
Under the faint glow of the fluorescent moss, the newborn body was revealed.
Jin Qiaoqiao was stunned.
It wasn't the kind of exaggerated, bulging muscle; there was no sense of bulkiness whatsoever.
Rather, it is an extremely smooth and tight streamlined aesthetic.
Every inch of its texture has been meticulously crafted, containing explosive power.
The bluish veins beneath the once fair skin are no longer visible.
Instead, it faintly flows with dark golden lightning patterns and the unique azure spiritual charm of the peacock clan.
These lines seem to breathe and move beneath the skin like living things.
The originally incompatible human true essence and demon blood essence were perfectly locked within this physical body.
This is a powerful body comparable to that of a divine beast of the same level.
It is also the true capital to navigate this cruel world of cultivation.
Consciousness returned to its proper place amidst the chaos.
Mo Chengyue did not gasp for breath like an ordinary person, nor did he feel relieved to have survived the ordeal.
He didn't even open his eyes immediately.
His years of experience in the underworld had instilled in him an absolute level of vigilance.
In the instant the brain reboots, countless streams of information rush through it.
"He's not dead."
"It seems even the King of Hell is afraid to take in a menace like me."
Mo Chengyue chuckled to himself.
He forcibly sealed the memory of his senior sister Yu Jianhuan's death in the coldest corner of his mind.