Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

The Peacock Demon King looked at her meaningfully and said, "Therefore, whether it\'s for our Peacock Demon Clan or for the humans, you must work hard. Only you can truly help our clan take control of Jiali City and bring our lineage to greater heights."

Pretty Girl\'s breathing became slightly ragged. "Is it really decided then? But... "

The Peacock Demon King waved his hand. "There are no buts. This decision was made a long time ago. For many years, I\'ve been steering things in this direction. Don\'t worry, since heaven has granted me additional time, I will arrange everything."

Pretty Girl bowed her head slightly. She made no pretense of modesty, nor could she afford to in this matter. Although she was only fourteen, she was acutely aware of the heavy burden she shouldered.

The Peacock Demon King said in a grave tone, "But, I need you to make an oath. As long as you live, you shall be the Peacock Demon King. No matter the contributions or help you give to the humans, you must not harm the interests of the Peacock Demon Clan. When you are about to leave this world, whether through death or abdication, the throne must be returned to the Peacock Demon Clan."

Pretty Girl suddenly looked up, her eyes tinged with resolve. "Do you know everything?"

The Peacock Demon King gazed at her piercingly and replied, "Or rather, your mother never hid anything from me. When she was with me, she made her intentions clear. And I agreed. From the day we first came together, I knew she was the Saint Mother of that human Redemption Organization. It was because I consented to her terms, which included allowing you to inherit the position of the Peacock Demon King in the future, that she agreed to be with me."

Pretty Girl was stunned; her mother had never mentioned this to her. She had always thought her mother was an important member who infiltrated the higher echelons of the Monsters for the organization at the cost of her own well-being. But what the Peacock Demon King said overturned her understanding.

Seeing her shocked expression, the Peacock Demon King gave a wry smile and said, "Is it so strange to you? That there could be such a foolish Demon King? Let me tell you, not only do they exist, but there is more than one. At least two, for sure. Because you have no idea how charming your mother was in her youth. So much so that I simply could not refuse her. That\'s why I agreed back then, and I will certainly fulfill it."

"At that time, I had only one thought: as long as she was willing to be with me, even if it meant giving up the entire world, I was willing. I never felt much belonging to my kin anyway. So, I agreed. I thought that once she was with me, I would have the chance to win her love by doing everything in my power. I\'m sure I know much more than you can imagine, my little Blue Level Redemption darling daughter."

Pretty Girl just stared at him, as if she were truly recognizing her father for the first time in that moment.

The Peacock Demon King stood up, came over to her, and touched her head, "Silly girl, don\'t think too much. Just do what you want to do. The oath I require of you is, perhaps, the most important thing I\'ve done for our clan in this life. It\'s also for the sake of our clan\'s legacy. In the future, you will understand why I made this choice. Without it, our clan might face the danger of extinction. I am not a good person, but I bear no malice towards you or your mother, for her I have only love."

"Make the oath," said the Peacock Demon King, his voice regaining its seriousness.

Pretty Girl took a deep breath, suppressing the storm within her heart, and looked at the Peacock Demon King, "Father, can I trust you?"

The Peacock Demon King answered, "You can."

Pretty Girl nodded, "I swear, should I inherit the position of the Peacock Demon King in the future, for as long as I live, I will not do anything that harms the interests of the Peacock Demon Clan, and when I abdicate, I will pass the throne to a member of the Peacock Demon Clan. If I violate this oath..."

"That\'s enough," the Peacock Demon King interrupted her final words. "You are very much like your mother. Though you are young, I trust your word."

Pretty Girl looked at him as he touched her head again, "Let\'s go, I will take you to a place. Starting today, I will teach you the true secret techniques of the Peacock Demon Clan. When you finish this seclusion, it will be your moment to dance between heaven and earth."

Silver light flared beneath their feet, swiftly enveloping the duo. Between the flickers of light, both figures vanished in an instant.

Night descended.

Peace returned to Jiali Academy, and within the tranquil confines, only the occasional chirping of insects and birds could be heard echoing.

Tang San sat cross-legged in the secret room of the academy\'s store, cultivating by absorbing the aura of this place.

With the soul core and Spiritual Core, his cultivation speed grew by the day, and thanks to nourishment from the life force, his physical strength far surpassed that of his peers. Now, he appeared to be a big kid of about fifteen or sixteen years old at a superficial glance.

If the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor hadn\'t retreated, he might have had to sweep the academy store clean of its treasures and flee with Pretty Girl. Fortunately, for now, he could still continue his cultivation here. Being in this secret room filled with heavenly treasures was indeed greatly beneficial to his cultivation progress.

The cup of milk tea from Pretty Girl woke up all his senses, filling his heart with emotion and determination.

All he could do was wait for her return. Since she said she would come back to check on his cultivation progress and to find Asura, she would certainly return after her retreat had ended.

Even though he couldn\'t see her, knowing she was in Jiali City was enough for him; she hadn\'t gone far, she was still by his side.

Naturally, waiting didn\'t mean doing nothing. Following the Peacock Demon King on her retreat, Pretty Girl certainly went to enhance her strength. With her talent, she would definitely come back even more powerful than before.

The fact that the Peacock Demon King was willing to take her on a retreat meant she had taken another step towards the path of inheriting the throne. The only problem was the threat from the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor.

And to resolve all of this, the most direct solution was for him to become powerful enough to stand by her side with ample strength.

Therefore, during her retreat, the most important thing for Tang San was to enhance his own strength. If he could return to a divine-ranked level, truly awakening his divine consciousness, and thus master the abilities of a previous life, then he would have the power to fight any enemy.

He needed to nurture the divine consciousness, elevate his cultivation base, all in preparation for eventually breaking through to the God Rank.

For Tang San, after the convergence of the two core, reaching the peak of the Ninth Stage had become effortless. It was just a matter of elevating his companions\' Bloodline Levels so that his own level could advance accordingly. The greatest challenge was the breakthrough to the God Rank.

Ever since deepening his understanding of this world, he had been contemplating how to solve the problem of breaking through to the God Rank.

Not being from this plane, once his divine consciousness grew robust and he truly stepped into the God Rank, he would unavoidably need to communicate with this world. To accomplish this communication, he would inevitably be influenced by this plane.

The plane master, by instinct, maintains the entire plane, with this maintenance primarily preserving the plane\'s balance and keeping it free from external threats. Considering that Falan Planet could give birth to rank 12 powerhouses, the strength of this plane was clear, rivaling that of ordinary Divine Realms, even if it hadn\'t taken that final step in terms of levels.

And in the future, the growth of Falan Planet would be closely linked to the growth of the entire plane. An outward repelling force was almost inevitable.