My little sect, which disappeared a thousand years ago, has become a sacred site!

"I fought them and got some injuries."

Luo Qingchen looked down at her arm; the wound there had healed completely, leaving no scar.

"After absorbing that thing into my body, I didn't refine it there. Instead, I chose to return to the Heavenly Demon Pavilion first."

She looked up, glanced at Gu Changyuan, and a slight smile appeared on her lips:

"Because when I was refining that thing in the dream, it didn't go smoothly. So I thought that if something went wrong, my master could cover for me."

She scratched her head and smiled somewhat embarrassedly:

That's roughly how things went.

After all, his journey to the Western Frontier alone, and his return with injuries, had indeed caused everyone concern.

After he finished speaking, the top floor fell into a brief silence.

The disciples seemed to be deep in thought, each digesting what Luo Qingchen had said.

Gu Changyuan nodded, inwardly praising Luo Qingchen's decision to return and absorb the essence.

After all, if the side effects after absorption are the same, Luo Qingchen, who has lost her memory, may get lost in the ruins, which would cause an additional problem.

He tapped lightly on the table, his fingertips tapping the armrest intermittently.

After a moment, he slowly spoke:

"If I'm not mistaken, that non-existent memory should exist in your bloodline."

In order to complete the evolution of its bloodline, it sought out and sensed something of the same origin as you that could help you advance.

Of course, the root of all this is probably because you, Qingchen, are too eager to grow and become stronger.

Therefore, your bloodline will follow your will and automatically sense the opportunity for advancement.

Of course, it's also possible that that memory is already preserved in your bloodline, waiting to be activated when you need to grow and help you advance.

Gu Changyuan's ten disciples, the Demon Ancestors, are mostly of races that are extremely rare in the entire Nine Heavens Demon Realm.

Some of them are even unique, such as Lu Jiuyi's Lu Wu, Xiang Xuanyin's Xiang Liu, and Bai Zeming's Bai Ze.

Their bloodlines are actually ancient bloodlines. However, due to the suppression of the rules of this world, they can only manifest the level of holy blood.

The same applies to Luo Qingchen.

The Radiant Heavenly Horses—in the entire Nine Heavens Demon Realm, there might not even be forty of them.

Therefore, it is not surprising that her bloodline can sense the same kind of advancement item on its own.

Bloodlines crave evolution even more than the cultivators themselves.

Upon hearing his master's words, Luo Qingchen nodded involuntarily, a look of sudden realization on his face, feeling that what his master said made perfect sense.

"By the way, my bloodline as the Radiant Pegasus has changed too. After I awakened, the depths of my bloodline revealed my new identity—"

She paused, a hint of pride in her eyes:

"Holy Radiance Pegasus"

"Not only that,"

Luo Qingchen stood up, her eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

"I have gained a new supernatural power."

As soon as she finished speaking, Luo Qingchen's mind stirred, and four pure white wings instantly stretched out from behind her.

The moment the wings unfolded, the atmosphere on the entire top floor seemed to be purified, becoming exceptionally refreshing.

Luo Qingchen raised her right hand.

With her movement, some feathers on her wings trembled slightly, and then—

One piece, two pieces, three pieces...

Several feathers detached from her wings and floated lightly to her hand, hovering in mid-air and slowly spinning.

On the wings, where the fallen feathers had fallen off, new feathers almost instantly grew back.

"My new supernatural power is called Radiant Feather Blade."

As soon as she finished speaking, a thought struck her.

The feathers suspended in the air changed instantly.

The originally soft and light feathers became incredibly sharp at this moment.

The edges of the feathers gleamed with a metallic sheen, and the tips held a sharp, cold glint, like thin, cicada-wing-like blades suspended in the air, poised to strike.

Luo Qingchen continued:

"I can control the feathers on my wings, separate them, and use them as weapons to launch them and accurately attack the enemy."

Moreover, these feather blades can gather a large amount of spiritual energy, which I can detonate to create an area-of-effect attack.

After Luo Qingchen finished speaking, she looked at her master expectantly.

Looking at her like this, Gu Changyuan smiled and slowly spoke:

"A perfect blend of offense and defense, incredibly versatile and adaptable—a truly remarkable skill. You've worked hard these past few days."

Upon hearing her master's praise, Luo Qingchen's smile widened instantly, her eyebrows curved, and even her eyes were filled with starlight. All the fatigue and pain from before seemed to vanish in that moment.

"Light Dust, try attacking."

As Gu Changyuan spoke, he raised his right hand, palm facing Luo Qingchen.

With palms facing up and fingers slightly spread, casually extend them in front of your body.

Upon hearing her master's words, Luo Qingchen did not hesitate at all. With a thought, she controlled the sharpest feather and shot it out instantly.

The feather transformed into a white streak of light, leaving a faint afterimage in the air.

With a soft "whoosh," the feather struck Gu Changyuan's palm.

As for the concern that it might hurt Master?

That's ridiculous. In her mind, her master was omnipotent and could not possibly be harmed by such a small attack.

The moment the feather struck his palm, Gu Changyuan immediately closed his hand.

The feather was fast, but it was still easy for him to catch.

He felt a shock coming from his palm, not too strong, not too weak, just within his expected range.

Then, he opened his palms.

A thin line of blood appeared in the palm of my hand.

It was very shallow; it only broke the outermost layer of skin, and there wasn't even time for blood to flow.

Gu Changyuan deliberately reduced his defenses.

If he were to completely abandon his defenses, given his current physical strength, not to mention a single feather, even a hundred or a thousand feathers shooting at him simultaneously would not be able to harm him in the slightest.

But that would make it impossible to test the true power of this supernatural ability.

Therefore, he suppressed his defense to a point where he could just feel the feather's destructive power.

The moment the blood streak appeared, it healed instantly, leaving no trace.

Gu Changyuan looked at his palm, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes:

"Good sharpness."

He looked up at Luo Qingchen, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"It seems that the little girl will no longer feel guilty for not being able to help in battle."

Upon hearing this, Luo Qingchen's face instantly turned red.

She knew what her master was talking about.

She was caught in internal strife and felt that she was the least talented among her ten disciples, which caused her to doubt herself.

Master has always seen it all and kept it in mind.

Now, with the Radiant Feather Blade and the bloodline of the Holy Pegasus, she can finally stand alone in battle.

Luo Qingchen moved her right hand slightly and with a thought, the feathers silently disappeared, turning into specks of firefly light, and then she sat back down in her seat.