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"Sis, sister. I..."

"Pick up your Peacock feather. Do not dishonor our royalty. Weren\'t you contending with me for the throne? I am giving you this opportunity. I am giving you this qualification," Pretty Girl said coldly. She had the right to say so because she possessed the Peacock Golden Crown. Its existence left no room for any Monster to question her bloodline\'s authority. Its existence meant that among the Peacock Demon Clan, she was the true superior. Even if Wang Yan was the eldest son by birthright, his ranking would undoubtedly fall behind Pretty Girl\'s until his own crown was complete.

"I, I... Sister, if I say this is all a misunderstanding now, would you believe me?" Wang Yan instinctively took two steps back, lacking even the will to compete in the face of Pretty Girl\'s powerful aura.

Pretty Girl merely looked on coldly, the light on the Peacock feather in her hand growing ever more intense, the huge wings stretching out and tail feathers fanning open behind her with dazzling splendor.

Normally, female members of the Peacock Demon Clan did not possess long tail feathers, with the royalty being an exception. And the tail feathers of the royalty were even more elongated and splendid. She was truly exquisite and, with the pleasing tail feather plumage as a backdrop, her beauty was indefinably captivating.

"Greetings, Gold Crown Prince," Wang Yan suddenly knelt on one knee and proclaimed loudly.

Even the corners of Pretty Girl\'s mouth twitched uncontrollably at this, and the icy look on her face almost faltered.

Is that all?

"I was wrong, respected Gold Crown Prince. I did not realize that you had already formed the crown, and was momentarily misled. I was merely ensuring the purity of our Peacock clan\'s bloodline. I have deeply recognized my mistake. I also incited these subordinates of mine. Please give us a chance to reform," Wang Yan pleaded, his face already streaked with tears when he lifted his head again, his eyes full of genuine remorse.

If Tang San were here, he would certainly want to ask this person, are you here to be a comedian?

In terms of talent and ability, this person was definitely unfit. But if debating the thickness of skin, then he could compare with the Elephant Clan.

Pretty Girl slowly lowered the Peacock feather in her hand and said indifferently, "Get lost. Don\'t disturb my mood here."

"Yes, yes," Wang Yan heaved a huge sigh of relief, quickly got up from the ground, and was about to run.

"Wait a moment," Pretty Girl spoke up again.

Wang Yan hurriedly turned around, his face full of obsequiousness, "Gold Crown Prince, do you have any other orders?"

"Clean these bolts before you leave," she said lightly.

"Right away!" Wang Yan promptly stepped forward, and the other four Peacock Demons also got up from the ground, the intimidating effect of the Peacock Gall on them already faded.

Pretty Girl retracted her Peacock Transformation and sat back down by the campfire.

Wang Yan and his subordinates quickly cleaned the crossbow arrows and then neatly arranged them in front of Pretty Girl. Only then did they slowly back away and speedily disappear into the darkness.

Pretty Girl looked up in the direction they had left, muttering to herself, "A Peacock Demon Clan that has lost its pride, still dreams of returning to the Ancestral Court?" Wang Yan\'s behavior was indicative of the decline of the Peacock Demon Clan. Once powerful and even contenders for the position of Lord of the Ancestral Court, they had left a glorious mark within the Ancestral Court despite their ultimate failure. But since the absence of a Demon Emperor, the Peacock Demon Clan had been on a steady decline, otherwise, they wouldn\'t just be confined to guarding the remote Jiali City.

She picked up a Black Gold Crossbow arrow that had been wiped clean and examined it closely.

The bolt was adorned with intricate patterns and grooves, and it even had a tiny, almost imperceptible magic array on it. When waved, it did not make any sound whatsoever. That seemed to be the function of the tiny magic array. The craftsmanship of this bolt was among the finest Pretty Girl had ever seen.

Was this made by that Asura? Such a delicate weapon. It seemed his energy wasn\'t that strong, certainly not stronger than hers at most, but this bolt had wounded five Peacock Demons. Even if they were worthless, they were still of the Peacock Demon Clan. The top lineage.

But what exactly was this weapon?

Just as she was pondering, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, a figure magnified from within the flames appeared.

"Your companions are approaching from that direction, they should be coming back to check on the aftermath of the battle," Zhang Haoxuan said with a smile.

"Then why are you still lingering here and not leaving?" Pretty Girl looked at him.

"I came here to bring you something." As he spoke, he placed a Zhuge magic crossbow in front of Pretty Girl.

Seeing the Zhuge magic crossbow, Pretty Girl was stunned for a moment, "Did you intercept that person?"

Zhang Haoxuan shook his head, "He only appeared to protect you, he\'s well-intentioned. He asked me to hand this Zhuge magic crossbow to you."

Pretty Girl picked up the Zhuge magic crossbow, looking at its exquisite structure, the surprise in her eyes became even more intense.

"He also asked me to tell you to take good care of yourself." As he spoke, Zhang Haoxuan taught Pretty Girl how to use the Zhuge magic crossbow.

"Do you know his origins?" Pretty Girl asked.

Zhang Haoxuan shook his head and said, "I do not know. But he must have something that could threaten me, so I did not probe further. However, judging by his actions towards you, they are benevolent. It\'s just unknown why he came, very mysterious. Nevertheless, you shouldn\'t have revealed your mark in front of him."

"Mm, I was impulsive. I thought it was one of our own," Pretty Girl lowered her head, fiddling with the Zhuge magic crossbow in her hands.

"I should leave now, they have returned," Zhang Haoxuan said and vanished once again into the flames with a flash.

Pretty Girl packed up the Zhuge magic crossbow and all the bolts in front of her. She silently took out a small pot from her storage bracelet and started to brew herself some milk tea.

Before long, a surprised voice rang out, "You\'re alright? What about them?"

Following that, the teammates from the Beauty and Beast Squad, each with embarrassed faces, returned to the camp one after another.

They all wore expressions of shock, as they had felt that something was amiss when they saw Pretty Girl sitting there calmly drinking milk tea from afar. How could she not have been taken away? What was going on here? Those were five Eighth Stage beings!

"I\'m tired, I need to rest," Pretty Girl said without even sparing a glance at Song Junhou, and quietly returned to her own tent.

Song Junhou and a few other Monster Clan students exchanged looks, their faces a picture of disbelief and awkward embarrassment.

Even though previously he appeared to have been sent flying, the fact that he had taken so long to return and had fled so efficiently was all due to his own subtle urging for the others to escape.

"What should we do now, Captain?" The Bear Demon asked in a low voice.

"Let\'s rest for now. It seems Wang Yan and the others have already left. We\'ll have to wait until we return to ask," Song Junhou replied.

"What about our training mission...?"

"Let\'s keep everything as usual for now. I really don\'t know how she managed to do it. Could it be that the Peacock Demon Clan is also protecting her in the shadows? If so..."

Song Junhou\'s brows knitted tightly, he waved his hand irritably, not wanting his teammates to continue speaking. He felt that he might have chosen the wrong side, as Pretty Girl was not quite what he had imagined.