When Golden Finger Meets Salted Fish

Watching a huge Nine-Tailed Fox turn to ashes and scatter before her eyes, the Little Swan Goose was completely stunned. After a good while, she finally retreated a few steps in panic and called out urgently several times, as if saying: It wasn't me, I didn't do it, not my fault!

However, after the shadow had dispersed, there was no second creature in the bamboo house who could understand her defense.

The Little Swan Goose was both frightened and guilty, instinctively turning to flee. Yet just as she was about to turn around, from the corner of her eye she suddenly glimpsed something glimmering in the darkness. After hesitating for a moment, she slowly stepped forward—the massive shadow that had previously occupied this space had completely vanished, truly scattered to ashes without even a trace remaining.

No, that wasn't entirely accurate. In fact, when the Little Swan Goose walked into the darkness, she did indeed find something at the original spot.

It was a round pearl emitting a faint white light, about the size of an adult's fist, looking just like warm jade. Indeed, upon touching it, a warmth transmitted from the pearl, instantly flowing through her meridians, making her feel refreshed and invigorated.

The Little Swan Goose was not a bird without discernment. Given Jiang Mo's cost-regardless feeding, she had eaten no small number of fine things. Thus, she recognized at a glance that this pearl was something valuable, and upon touching it, she indeed felt rich spiritual energy—this gave her an instinctive feeling that if she swallowed this pearl, it would certainly benefit her greatly!

Ordinarily, the Little Swan Goose would undoubtedly have swallowed the pearl without a second thought.

But for some reason, while the instinctive desire arose in her heart, another deeper instinct warned her: she could not swallow this pearl, or she would certainly pay a price for it, and would inevitably regret it deeply.

The Little Swan Goose was still young and couldn't make a complete judgment between these two instinctive premonitions. Fortunately, since Jiang Mo fed her regardless of cost, the Little Swan Goose wasn't some inexperienced bird. Though greedy for food, she knew how to make choices... She tilted her head and stared at the pearl for a while, ultimately just taking it away rather than swallowing it.

With the pearl collected, there was nothing more remarkable in the bamboo house. The Little Swan Goose chirped a couple more times without receiving any response, so she flapped her wings and turned to leave the bamboo house.

At the very moment the Little Swan Goose left, the entire bamboo house suddenly turned to ashes, following the Nine-Tailed Fox's fate.

The Little Swan Goose sensed something unusual and turned her head just in time to witness this scene. She froze momentarily, then quickly left—though she still didn't know how to leave this space, this was clearly not the exit, and she had no desire to linger.

Thus, rushing along headlong, passing through countless places, when she finally stopped, she had arrived beside a calm great lake.

The space was still the same space, serene and beautiful. The Little Swan Goose looked up and found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment. She looked around, but before she could observe more, her attention was quickly drawn to the reflection in the water.

Th-th-this, was this her?!

The Little Swan Goose's Phoenix eyes widened into perfect circles, and the white little Phoenix in the reflection also widened its eyes. Then she shook her head, and the reflection in the water followed, making the three tufts of plumes on her head sway.

Ah, how beautiful!

Her glass-like Phoenix eyes instantly brightened, gazing somewhat entranced at herself in the water. Then she stepped forward, and the reflection revealed more—beautiful plumes, an elegant neck, gracefully-shaped body, and several long tail feathers behind.

The Little Swan Goose suddenly turned her head, surprise and disbelief in her Phoenix eyes.

The reflection in the water indeed hadn't deceived her; she had really grown tail feathers. Although there were only three sparse ones, the significance of growing tail feathers was different, and each one was so beautiful!

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While the Little Swan Goose was admiring her reflection in the lake, there were changes again outside the legacy space.

Jiang Mo and the others had been waiting outside the space for a month. Although this time wasn't considered long for receiving a legacy, waiting still made one anxious. Especially in this wretched place where there was nothing, making it impossible to do anything to distract oneself—oh, that wasn't entirely true; she did have something to do, such as consuming the considerable amount of dog food she'd been fed these days.

Seeing Zhu Baiyi and Qingyu becoming increasingly affectionate, Jiang Mo felt like an abandoned pitiful child, no longer wanting to stay with them. She deliberately found a place to distance herself from the pair.

In this way, they didn't disturb each other, and Jiang Mo finally avoided the fate of being stuffed to death.

Until this day, as Jiang Mo sat lost in thought, she suddenly felt a spatial fluctuation. Her eyes immediately brightened, and she scrambled up and rushed back: "What happened, what happened, has Senior Sister come out?"

However, no one answered her. Jiang Mo looked around but didn't see that familiar white figure.

Just as she was feeling disappointed, she suddenly noticed something and looked around again, confirming she wasn't mistaken: "Where is Peak Master?"

Indeed, after looking around, she suddenly realized Qingyu was gone. The two who were usually inseparable now had only Zhu Baiyi standing alone. She was looking up at the sky, silent. Initially, Jiang Mo thought she was watching the entrance to the legacy space where Senior Sister had entered, but now it seemed that wasn't the case.

When Jiang Mo didn't receive an answer, she asked again. After a good while, Zhu Baiyi finally replied: "Qingyu also went in." After a pause, she added: "Not the same legacy space. There are indeed other legacies here."

This answer was certainly unexpected, but Jiang Mo opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

From that day on, those waiting anxiously outside the space became two people.

A few more days passed, and the spatial fluctuation appeared again, leaving only one person at the original spot.

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The Little Swan Goose loved beauty and was quite narcissistic, staying by the great lake for nearly half a month. Until a fourth tail feather slowly grew out behind her, her mind suddenly cleared, making her realize it was time to leave.

So she reluctantly left the great lake, instinctively guided by intuition toward a certain direction.

Of course, following the little tiger's practical teachings, the Little Swan Goose left almost nothing in her path—spiritual herbs, spirit fruits, spirit minerals, practically anything with the word "spirit" was harvested by her. Notably, she passed by the jade bee hive again, and this time she didn't hold back at all, taking everything.

After such plundering along the way, the Little Swan Goose finally arrived at a strange spiritual energy vortex. Multicolored spiritual energy gathered there, emitting dazzling light. However, the center of the vortex had lost all radiance, being a deep, profound black.

The Little Swan Goose only stared at the center of the vortex for a moment before feeling as if her soul was being drawn in.

She instinctively sensed danger and instinctively retreated. However, the vortex gave her no chance to react, suddenly expanding several times in size, immediately enveloping the retreating Little Swan Goose.

The Little Swan Goose felt her vision darken, and when she tried to struggle, there seemed to be an invisible restraint around her, preventing her from moving.

Fortunately, this feeling of powerlessness didn't last too long, and the darkness before her eyes seemed only momentary. Soon, light returned to her vision. But unlike the bright clarity of the legacy space, the light before her was somewhat dim, a kind of obscure gloominess...

Perhaps because her body had become stiff after being restrained, the Little Swan Goose's reaction was delayed when she suddenly appeared in midair. Then she heard the wind whistling in her ears as her entire body fell straight down. Before she could flap her wings to stabilize herself, she had fallen into a soft embrace—not a familiar scent, but fortunately when she looked up, she saw a familiar face.

Zhu Baiyi steadily caught the Little Swan Goose falling from midair, her gaze lingering for a moment on the newly grown plumes on her head and the beautiful tail feathers behind her. Without asking, she knew her journey had been quite fruitful.

The Little Swan Goose didn't much like foxes—being pressed by her birth mother's tails was one reason, being frightened in the bamboo house was another.

She flapped her wings, breaking free from Zhu Baiyi's embrace, flying in the air and looking around, but couldn't find that familiar figure. Finally, she perched on a pile of rocks and asked: "Where's the little tiger? Where did she go?"

The Little Swan Goose spoke human words, though her voice was somewhat childish, one could hear traces of Yun Qingyue's tone.

Zhu Baiyi stared at her for a while before replying: "Her? She probably also went into some legacy space."

The cultivation world of tens of thousands of years ago was vastly different from the present. At that time, both divine beasts and monstrous beast clans were still in their prime, and the cultivation world was diverse and flourishing with numerous races. Therefore, it wasn't surprising that this ruin contained legacies from monstrous beast clans, divine beasts, and humans. But whether due to erroneous transmission or deliberate action, in the legends about that final battle to eliminate demons, only humans were said to have participated.

As for the contributions of monstrous beast clans and divine beasts, they seemed to have been erased. By now, divine beasts were still fine, still revered and enshrined by human sects, but monstrous beast clans had completely declined. When people mentioned monstrous beasts, they could only think of those spirit beasts with inferior bloodlines.

The Little Swan Goose didn't think too much about it, tilting her head and saying "Oh," then asked: "Then where is my Master?"

She was still accustomed to calling Qingyu "Master" because the former Yun Qingyue had that habit, even after knowing their relationship, it was somewhat difficult to change. Now, although the Little Swan Goose had lost her memories, when Jiang Mo taught her, she followed the former Yun Qingyue's habits. Qingyu accepted this well, or perhaps was more accustomed to it.

Zhu Baiyi looked up at the sky and answered simply: "She also went to a legacy space."

The Little Swan Goose understood, nodding solemnly, then unconsciously stabbed at the heart: "So everyone has a legacy except you, right?"

Zhu Baiyi, who had long anticipated this: "..."

Her beautiful fox eyes gazed over, her profound gaze falling on the Little Swan Goose—she had once heard a saying that a child who had never been disciplined by parents had an incomplete childhood. Although she had missed the child's previous growth, she still had a chance to make up for their mutual regret, especially since Qingyu wasn't around.

A moment later, there was "chaos" at the spot, and the Little Swan Goose eventually flew away, protecting her precious tail feathers.