He raised his head toward the night sky and a moonlight stone appeared in his hand. He flung it into the air and sparkles of moonlight illuminated the nearby peach trees.
Without the slightest noise, he then took out a meter chunk of red coral and tossed it down before planting Rainbow Skirt Grass on top of it.
“This is the method that you’ve prepared?” Although he had seen Han Li feed the Gold Devouring Beetles with the grass to miraculous effect, he was very baffled to see it used now.
When Han Li heard this question, he smiled and said, “In truth, this grass has another name — the Demonlure Grass. Senior should know what I plan on using it for."
“Demonlure Grass? Could it be...” Monarch Soul Divergence suddenly dawned with realization.
“That’s right. In six days, the smaller Vast Yang Bird will be released, and the grass will bloom as well, releasing its bewitching scent. When the time comes...” Han Li coldly snickered.
Fang Chu was mid-Foundation Establishment High Sun Palace cultivator. There were nearly a thousand of his kind that could be found in the entirety of the sect. It was reasonable to say that he was an unremarkable character, but in truth, this was quite the opposite. Let alone other Foundation Establishment cultivators, even Core Formation-stage martial seniors had to treat him politely, and even when benefits arose in the palace, he would be the first Foundation Establishment disciple to be considered.
Fang Chu’s unusually high standing in the High Sun Palace was something he was rather proud of, though this was all due to his duties as the caretaker for the sect’s smaller Vast Yang Bird.
He possessed an innate special ability to communicate with birds, and were it not for this rare and irreplaceable talent, he wouldn’t have been assigned this task.
After all, as the bird’s caretaker, he had a certain degree of control over it, something that was heavily valued by the sect.
Although this was the weaker of the two sect’s Vast Yang Birds, it was still able to easily defeat late-Core Formation cultivators and directly pursue Nascent Soul cultivators. It was no wonder the bird was held with such reverence.
Over the thirty years Fang Chu had cared for the bird, he would stay next to it at all times, even cut his cultivation time to follow after the spirit bird when it would liberate its wings, during which not a single problem arose. As this was only another routine flight, he didn’t feel the need to be worried. With the surrounding fifty thousand kilometers of the Heavenpeak Mountain Range were all under the control of the High Sun Palace, what could possibly happen?
With those leisurely thoughts in mind, he distantly followed after the Vast Yang Bird on an early morning.
The Vast Yang Bird was only about three meters long, but its long tail feathers made up over half of its length. From a distance, the bir
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