As the Thunder Roc was about to disappear from sight, a wave of disappointnt surged through the hearts of the group.
Just when despair was about to take hold, the Thunder Roc let out a sorrowful cry, and its Thunder Flash Escape technique was abruptly interrupted. It plumted from the sky, crashing onto the wilderness below.
Elian's face lit up with surprise, and he hurriedly flew over on his sword. He found the Purple Mansion Thunder Roc covered in blood, with wisps of West Pole tal Fla erging from its wounds, relentlessly burning its flesh.
It turned out that during its battle with the group, the Thunder Roc had repeatedly forced itself to use magical treasures and techniques, exacerbating its injuries and resulting in a devastating backlash.
"Caw—"
At the brink of death, the Thunder Roc's eyes showed a sorrowful plea as it gazed at Elian. Unable to resist any further, it knew that even if Elian refrained from acting, the exhaustion of its life essence and spiritual energy would lead to a slow, agonizing death under the West Pole tal Fla's tornt.
The process promised to be excruciating and prolonged, so it now begged Elian for a swift end.
"Ring—"
The sound of a sword rang out. With a calm expression, Elian activated the Fiery Void Sword, ending the Thunder Roc's life on the wilderness ground.
In the vast wilderness, humans and beasts were sworn enemies. The demon race preyed on humans, and a Purple Mansion demon like this one would never have spared mortals.
If Elian spared the beast today, it might one day feast on millions of innocents. As a human cultivator, Elian would never show rcy.
After slaying the Thunder Roc and extracting its demon core, the old patriarch and the others suppressed their injuries and approached with joy on their faces.
Chen Changxuan, unable to contain his excitent, looked at the demon core in Elian's hand and said, "Elian, this victory and the spoils are thanks to you."
"It wasn't just ," Elian responded seriously despite his joy.
"This battle was a collective effort. Without everyone, we might not have been able to slay this demon. It's not just my achievent."
"True," the old patriarch nodded, still sowhat shaken.
"No one expected this demon to wield the Thunderfire Sword."
As he spoke, the old patriarch handed the Thunderfire Sword to Elian.
"Your Purple Sun Furnace was nearly destroyed in this battle. Even if repaired, its power will likely diminish by thirty to forty percent."
"But with the Thunderfire Sword, the Purple Sun Furnace becos less significant."
Elian didn't refuse. The old patriarch, already equipped with the Blazing Fire Divine Flags and two high-grade second-tier magical treasures, had no capacity to wield the Thunderfire Sword. Elian was the only one in the family capable of utilizing such a weapon.
Taking the Thunderfire Sword, Elian couldn't hide his excitent. A lower-tier third-grade magical treasure typically started at a value of thirty thousand spirit stones, and flying swords were the most expensive among them.
With this sword, Elian now had a trump card. Once unleashed, not even high-grade second-tier defensive magical tools could withstand it.
As Elian admired the sword, the old patriarch cautioned, "Don't reveal this sword unless absolutely necessary."
"I understand," Elian replied with a solemn expression.
The Thunderfire Sword had once been the life-bound celestial sword of the Yang clan's ancestor in Ling County. Now that it was in his possession, the Yang clan might co to reclaim it if they found out.
After storing the Thunderfire Sword, Elian turned to the old patriarch and asked with concern, "How are your injuries?"
"Nothing serious," the old patriarch reassured him.
"Although the Blazing Fire Divine Flags were broken, I've reached the ninth stage of Foundation Establishnt. These injuries won't harm my foundation."
"With a year or two of rest, I'll return to my peak condition."
Relieved, Elian smiled.
"That's good to hear."
After a brief rest, the group began dismantling the Purple Mansion Thunder Roc.
The Thunder Roc's flesh and hide were tainted with residual West Pole tal Fla and had turned to ashes, rendering them unusable.
Elian salvaged the demon's bones, intending to bring them along with the demon core to Tianxu Mountain. The core could be used by Jiang Linglong to refine Foundation Establishnt Pills, while the innate patterns within the Thunder Roc's bones might allow them to be forged into a magical treasure.
After collecting the bones, the group recuperated in the ancient cultivator's cave dwelling for three days until their injuries stabilized. Then, they flew back to Yu County.
The entire mission, from departure to return, took only eleven days. It ended so swiftly that even the family's own cultivators were caught off guard. The short ti fra left no opportunity for hidden enemies to react or report, ensuring no disruptions for the family.
Upon returning to Pingyang City, the old patriarch imdiately went into seclusion to recover. Elian, too, didn't leave for Tianxu Mountain right away.
Instead, he returned to Linghu Isle and secluded himself for a month to recover from the aftereffects of the Explosive Essence Pill. Only then did he set out for Tianxu Mountain.
This ti, he brought the Thunder Roc's demon core and bones, reaching Tianxu Mountain in just over ten days.
Without delay, he went to the Tianxu Pavilion, where Liu Rung greeted him with a smile. "I didn't expect to see you again so soon. What brings you here this ti?"
"To be honest, I've co to see Ancestor Jiang," Elian replied, forgoing pleasantries.
Hearing him ntion Jiang Linglong, Liu Rung's eyes glimred with a hint of amusent. She nodded and said, "Master has ntioned before that if you ca looking for her, you could go directly to her cave dwelling."
"Follow ."
Elian was montarily stunned but quickly composed himself and followed Liu Rung to the peak of Tianxu Mountain.
At the entrance of the spiritual pool cave dwelling, Liu Rung respectfully announced, "Master, I've brought Elian of Qingyuan Mountain to see you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Elian felt a divine sense sweep over him, pausing briefly before retreating.
"Let him in."
Elian stepped into the spiritual pool cave dwelling alone. Though it wasn't his first ti entering, the atmosphere today was different.
Mist enveloped the surroundings, and Elian's spiritual sense could only extend three feet ahead.
After walking a dozen steps, he stopped abruptly, startled by the sight before him. Through the mist, a figure erged from the spiritual pool.
The figure was indistinct through the haze, but her willow-like waist, alluring curves, and otherworldly beauty struck Elian like a combination of a celestial maiden and an enchanting demoness.
Jiang Linglong erged from the spiritual pool, clad in a white gown that concealed her figure. She stepped out of the mist, exuding an unparalleled allure.
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