Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

Only in the sky, it seemed as if something special had dissipated, filling the ancestral land of the Peacock Demon Clan with an indescribable sorrow.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

The princess held the lifeless body of the Peacock Demon King in a daze as she descended from the sky, with Su Qin following close by.

As they fell to the ground, the elites of the Peacock Demon Clan instantly understood what had happened.

"My King..." Lamentations erupted instantaneously in front of the entire castle, countless cries of mourning for this fallen Demon King.

Pretty Girl stared blankly at her father lying in the princess's arms, feeling dazed all over.

From childhood, she had always felt a distance from her father. He had many children, and due to her mother's status, she was constantly ostracized and viewed with hostility. Other than teaching her cultivation, her father seemed indifferent to her struggles, letting her fend for herself. Only from her mother did she feel love.

But now, watching her father die before her very eyes, her heart felt as if it had been sliced by knives, tears uncontrollably streaming down. She quickly stepped forward and arrived in front of the princess, collapsing onto the Peacock Demon King's body, weeping inconsolably.

Another figure also followed her to the Peacock Demon King's side, with one hand reaching to press on the Peacock Demon King's forehead.

"What are you doing?" The princess, who had been dazed just a moment ago, suddenly glared furiously at the bald Tang San wearing the mask. The power of space surged around her.

But then a strange phenomenon occurred: the space power emanating from her converged towards the hand Tang San had placed on the Peacock Demon King's forehead.

Tang San said in a deep voice, "Princess, I'll try to use the divine tool to condense a wisp of the City Lord's divine consciousness. It might be possible to preserve part of his thoughts."

The princess was stunned for a moment, her initial impulse to attack suddenly giving way to a sliver of hope, "Is that really possible?"

With her understanding, while a divine consciousness might linger after death, it would disperse quickly. Even Emperors couldn't avoid this fate, at best leaving behind instinctual thoughts within the divine tool. And the Peacock Demon King was not an Emperor.

"I will try." Within Tang San's palm, a cluster of seven-colored flame lightly pulsed. At the heart of this flame, a hazy light enveloped the Peacock Demon King's forehead.

Instantly, the residual bloodline brand and the yet-to-disperse divine consciousness of the Peacock Demon King started to be slowly absorbed. The princess, close at hand, could distinctly sense as if something had been taken from the Peacock Demon King's body.

This sensation made her not dismayed but elated because it meant there was a good chance that something of her husband had been preserved.

Tang San spoke solemnly, "I've sealed his remaining divine consciousness and parts of the bloodline brand as well. If I can achieve God Rank in the future, perhaps I might have a way to help the King resurrect. It will require some special methods, though. I cannot fully guarantee success, but there is a fifty percent chance."

"Is that possible? Who are you?" The princess, whose heart had reached the pinnacle of grief and had even prepared herself for following the Peacock Great Demon King in death, now felt a flicker of hope ignited within her heart by Tang San's words.

Tang San nodded and said, "I am Pretty Girl's suitor, and since the City Lord is her father, I naturally need to contribute. I come from the Endless Blue Ocean and possess some ancient techniques that may truly be effective. However, it will take time, and I need to grow stronger. Only after achieving God Rank can I have a chance of success."

The princess asked eagerly, "You must already be at the pinnacle of level nine in terms of cultivation base, what do you need to break through to God Rank? Whatever my clan has, just say the word, and we will support you wholeheartedly."

Tang San shook his head and replied, "Becoming a God is not an easy task, and it's complicated to explain. Princess, we are still at the ceremony. The Peacock Demon Clan cannot be left without a leader; I urge you to take charge."

Feeling the cold body of her beloved in her arms, the princess's eyes reddened once more, but Tang San had given her a sliver of hope. Recalling the Peacock Great Demon King's last words, realizing that Pretty Girl carried her bloodline, and interpreting that in a way, this was also her daughter, the princess found it easier to accept, given the possibility of the Peacock Great Demon King's resurrection.

Taking a deep breath, the princess said solemnly, "His Majesty sacrificed his essence to fend off the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor's invasion. But he has also repelled the formidable foe, and in the future, the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor will no longer threaten our clan. His Majesty spent his life defending the entire Peacock Demon Clan and striving for our resurgence. He is one of the most outstanding patriarchs in our history. As the Great Elder and his wife, I will honor his last wishes. Starting today, Little Beauty shall become the new leader of our clan. I will consider her as my own and dedicate myself to assisting her in continuing to lead our clan."

Pretty Girl looked up at the princess with teary eyes. The expression on the princess's face was complex, but she sighed softly and nodded to Pretty Girl.

Pretty Girl slowly turned around to face the clansmen and nobility, who were all immersed in sorrow, took a deep breath, and declared, "The Peacock Demon Clan will forever be the lords of Jiali City, and I will defend this city with my life, protect the Peacock Demon Clan, fulfill my father's legacy, and lead our clan back to glory!"

The death of the Peacock Great Demon King had dampened everyone's spirits, stifling the vivacity of what could have been a lively succession ceremony because what followed was his funeral. The death of a generation's City Lord cast a vast shadow over Jiali City, filling it with immense sorrow.

The life of the Peacock Great Demon King was extraordinary for Jiali City. Despite not having the most remarkable talent, he brought prosperity. The city's economic strength had even surpassed that of the era with an Emperor. The citizens lived in peace, and the nobles were wealthy and powerful This was why a steadfast group of nobles remained loyal to the Peacock Demon Clan, standing by the Peacock Great Demon King even when they knew that the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor sought to crush them.

Now, this once-mighty leader of the Peacock Demon Clan had fallen. Undoubtedly, Pretty Girl was more gifted in cultivation than the former Peacock Great Demon King, having achieved a formidable state at the divine-ranked level soon after becoming God ranked, even displaying the potential to overpower her peers. However, individual strength is one thing; managing a city effectively is another. The nobles were watching and feeling anxious.

The Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor had retreated, and the princess had said that it would not return, but that was just her side of the story. Would that Emperor truly relinquish their claim on Jiali City? Why would they give up so easily?

No one knew the reason, which is why Jiali City, along with the passing of the Peacock Great Demon King, started to grow restless.

The funeral lasted three days, with the princess overseeing a grand farewell for the Peacock Great Demon King.

Pretty Girl was officially made the Lord of Jiali City, leader of the Peacock Demon Clan, standing among the Tianyu Empire's top nobility at under twenty years old.

Three days after the Peacock Great Demon King's death, condolences came from the Ancestral Court. However, with the condolences came demands: the newly appointed leader must report to the Ancestral Court within a year for an evaluation of her ability to lead a city. There was only a year of respite, but these were the rules, applicable to any main city.