Chapter 251: Does the White Peacock Clan’s Promise Still Stand?
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Bai Ling was fully aware of Yu Zhao’s identity and her connection with Master Qing Yan.
Though rumors suggested that Yu Zhao and Qing Yan’s lineage had completely severed ties, Bai Ling, based on his observations, concluded that Yu Zhao was not someone who acted without emotion or care. He deduced she must have come to Spirit Mountain for Quan Ye.
Yu Zhao, however, shook her head in denial.
“Patriarch Bai Ling, the descendant of the Azure Dragon I mentioned is not Quan Ye—it’s someone else.”
Bai Ling was momentarily stunned, the calm in his eyes rippling like water. “Who is it?”
Yu Zhao retrieved an egg from her storage.
“This,” she said.
Bai Ling and Bai Mei stared wide-eyed at the egg.
“This is a demonic beast egg I accidentally acquired. It contains traces of Azure Dragon bloodline,” Yu Zhao explained calmly.
She owed her ability to identify the Azure Dragon bloodline within an unhatched beast to her memories of her past life and Quan Ye.
Back then, Quan Ye had prematurely awakened his Azure Dragon bloodline and was sent to Spirit Mountain by Master Qing Yan. During the wait for Bai Ling’s custom concoction to stabilize his condition, Quan Ye often lost control under the influence of his bloodline, harming others in violent outbursts. The disciples of Lone Moon Peak and the peacocks of Spirit Mountain avoided him like the plague.
Yu Zhao had been his sole caretaker, enduring countless hardships and heartaches. She witnessed every detail of his marrow-cleansing and body-restructuring process.
Her understanding of the Azure Dragon bloodline ran deeper than even the Spirit Mountain peacock clan.
Thus, when Yu Zhao first sensed the faint yet familiar aura within this demonic beast egg, she was confident it carried similarities to Quan Ye’s awakened state. Even with just a 10% chance, she wouldn’t let the opportunity pass. Moreover, her certainty had grown to 70%.
Bai Mei observed the egg closely for a long time, her brows furrowing with doubt.
The egg seemed lifeless—a dead egg, to be precise.
Even if it were truly an Azure Dragon descendant, what value would a dead offspring hold? It could not lead the demonic clans to glory.
Bai Ling carefully held the egg, his fingers brushing its surface. His expression grew solemn.
Yu Zhao waited patiently.
After what seemed like an eternity, Bai Ling sighed softly.
“You’re right. I can sense traces of the Azure Dragon bloodline within.”
Bai Mei was taken aback.
Her expression soon turned to one of regret.
Bai Ling placed the egg down and continued, “Unfortunately, this egg has been unable to hatch for too long. The creature inside is barely clinging to life. Reviving it would require an immense amount of rare treasures and continuous assistance throughout the process. Even then, the risk of its early demise would remain high. If anything went wrong, all efforts would be for naught.”
Bai Ling believed it was safer to focus on the healthier Quan Ye. The marrow-cleansing process was excruciating, but Quan Ye, with his robust physique as a body cultivator, was far better equipped to endure it.
“Patriarch Bai Ling, have you considered what might happen if Quan Ye, after awakening, refuses to serve the demonic clans?” Yu Zhao’s voice was steady, yet her words carried weight.
This wasn’t mere speculation; it was a scenario she had witnessed in her past life.
Despite being half-demonic, Quan Ye was more comfortable among humans and embraced his identity as a cultivator. After recovering at Spirit Mountain and fully absorbing his bloodline’s power, he had sought permission to leave.
Bai Ling, having invested so much in Quan Ye, naturally refused. But the dual pressures from Master Qing Yan—the cultivation world’s most powerful figure—and Quan Ye’s prestigious sect forced Bai Ling to reluctantly compromise.
Eventually, they agreed on a tenuous arrangement: Quan Ye could retain his identity as a Lone Moon Peak disciple, but he would also become a Beast King candidate. If the demonic clans faced a crisis, he was duty-bound to assist them.
Yet, as a candidate, Quan Ye barely returned to Spirit Mountain. Instead of fulfilling his obligations, he exploited his bloodline’s dominance to command lesser demons, often aiding cultivators in oppressing the demonic clans. Resentment grew among the demons.
Years of painstaking effort and precious resources had culminated in this disappointing outcome. Yu Zhao doubted Bai Ling was entirely content with the arrangement.
Thus, she presented the potential future to Bai Ling, urging him to reconsider.
Would he take a gamble on an uncontrollable individual or place all his hopes on a captive Azure Dragon descendant firmly under his control?
Bai Ling contemplated in silence before resolutely speaking. “What you’ve described is hypothetical. I can’t risk the entire demonic clans on uncertainty.”
He remained firm in his decision, preferring to envision a favorable outcome where Quan Ye, weary of sect life, might choose to stay.
Yu Zhao glanced at him, her expression complex, and retrieved a vibrant feather from her storage.
Bai Ling’s demeanor changed instantly at the sight.
“How do you have a Phoenix Feather?”
Yu Zhao sidestepped the question. “Does the White Peacock Clan’s promise still stand?”
“Of course,” Bai Ling replied solemnly. “Anyone holding a Phoenix Feather is entitled to one wish.”
“My wish is to abandon Quan Ye and focus entirely on reviving this egg,” Yu Zhao declared.
This feather was one of twelve treasures she had obtained from Su Ming in her past life.
Its original owner was the last Fire Phoenix of the cultivation world and the ancestor of the White Peacock Clan. When the phoenix ascended, it left behind three feathers, which became the clan’s prized treasures. During tumultuous battles, the feathers were lost.
After stabilizing, the White Peacock Clan publicly vowed to fulfill a single wish for anyone returning the feathers.
In her previous life, Su Ming had used this very feather to forge ties with the clan.
Yu Zhao, however, had no interest in forging friendships.
She simply wanted Bai Ling to honor his promise and grant her wish.
Bai Ling frowned. “Do you hate Quan Ye that much?”
Yu Zhao scoffed. “I don’t hate him.”
Hatred required expectations. Yu Zhao had long since lost any interest in Quan Ye.
Her involvement stemmed solely from her unwillingness to see Quan Ye waste the title of Azure Dragon descendant, a role carrying immense responsibility beyond mere prestige.
The Azure Dragon’s descendants were essential for propagating the bloodline. Bai Ling’s ancient texts even suggested that offspring of the Azure Dragon and Fire Phoenix bloodlines were closest to divine beings. Driven by this belief, Bai Ling had once proposed Bai Mei to Quan Ye as a potential mate.
Predictably, Quan Ye had refused, berating Bai Mei as shameless and inhuman.
When Bai Ling later confronted him, Quan Ye remained unmoved and eventually retreated to Lone Moon Peak, making it impossible for Bai Ling to persuade him further.