Soul Land V: Rebirth of Tang San

In the Pretty Girl\'s group, there were two individuals Tang San recognized. One was the Little Bear that had once threatened him, and the other was naturally the golden-haired male from the Monster Race, who he had imagined as a love rival.

Upon seeing the Pretty Girl, Tang San\'s eyes could hardly move away. Today, she wore a form-fitting outfit in green, which outlined her slender and delicate body. The thirteen-year-old girl was just beginning to develop, and her long hair was combed into a ponytail at the back of her head. Standing at the end of the line, what was strange was her transformation.

The Pretty Girl originally had black hair, but now, her long hair was peacock blue. The color was very eye-catching, and her hair fluttered with her movements. In her hand, she held a slim sword with feathers at its end. Could it be... a Peacock feather?

Tang San looked surprised at the weapon in the Pretty Girl\'s hand, and in a flash, a thought crossed his mind.

He almost instantly remembered the story Guan Longjiang had told.

In Jiali City, the place was controlled by a powerful Race, a Monster Race that once held great power in the Ancestral Court. Their decline only came when their King died without a New Emperor being born to take his place.

Despite this, the current patriarch was still a Demon King, overseeing one of the seven main cities of the Monster Race.

The ruler of Jiali City was none other than the Peacock Demon King of the Peacock Demon Clan.

From the transformation of the Pretty Girl, it was evident that her Demon God Transformation was likely that of the Peacock, the King of birds—Peacock Transformation!

Her bloodline heritage was from the line of the Jiali City Lord.

Now Tang San understood everything—the reason why the Pretty Girl\'s mother could open a milk tea shop in Jiali Plaza, why the Pretty Girl could come to study at the Jiali City First Academy, and why even members of the Monster Race dared not show malice towards her, a Human. It was all because of the origins of her bloodline!

She was actually a bloodline heir of the Peacock Clan, and obviously not just any member of the clan, but the most pure line of the Peacock Demon King, which would allow her the opportunity to study at the Jiali Academy.

"Snap!" As thoughts raced through Tang San\'s mind, he felt a pain on the back of his head.

Following that, he heard Elder Mao\'s low growl, "What are you looking at? Get back to work."

"Oh, right." Tang San quickly agreed, shifting his gaze away.

From his brief observation, he had already found that the Pretty Girl was quite strong! Standing in the back row, every time she wielded the Peacock Feather, many tiny feathers would shoot out, attacking and disrupting her opponents from mid to long range, creating opportunities for her teammates.

Whenever an opponent attempted to attack her up close, her teammates would defend with full force, not giving the enemy any chance. It seemed she was indeed the core of the team.

In their own team, the golden-haired Monster Race youth had become very muscular, yet he still maintained a human shape, resembling a human vassal of sorts. His long, golden hair shone with dazzling light, and his palms had become incredibly large. Each strike he delivered posed a great threat to his opponents.

The Golden Lion Clan.

This was the direct lineage of the golden bloodline from the Lion Tribe. Indeed formidable.

This Golden Lion Clan youth had at least Eighth-Stage Strength, and from Tang San\'s perception, the Pretty Girl had entered the Seventh Stage. The power of a strong bloodline indeed!

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The strength of both sides in the battle was around the Seventh Stage, with only the two leaders of the teams at the Eighth Stage.

Since Tang San only watched for a brief time, that was all he could see. He couldn\'t watch any longer, for Elder Mao might explode. Yet, seeing Pretty Girl here today, Tang San was quite satisfied. Luck, oh luck! The Heavenly Fox Eye is really something!

Of course, Pretty Girl didn\'t notice a Sweeper Li Tang like him, and the battle between both parties continued.

Tang San could only glance occasionally while doing his cleaning chores, trying his best to remember the feeling of that brief look.

After observing several times, he noticed that in Pretty Girl\'s Demon God Transformation, her body didn\'t change much, only her hair and eyes turned a peacock blue, a very beautiful peacock blue that added a bit of valor and brilliance to her. Apart from that, there were no other changes. This was a characteristic only of very high-level Demon God Transformations.

If she really inherits the bloodline of the Peacock Demon King, then Peacock Transformation should be the first level of Demon God Transformation! It\'s on the same level as Heavenly Fox Transformation. No wonder she holds such a status within the Monsters.

It could be said that Pretty Girl was the first human Tang San had seen who held a high status among the Monsters.

The battle was fierce, and with only occasional glimpses, Tang San could only grasp fragments of the fight. Pretty Girl\'s team clearly had greater strength. The Peacock feathers she shot seemed to exist between reality and nothingness, very powerful and always appearing at crucial moments. The young Golden Lion Clan member in her team was also extremely strong. His Eighth-Stage Strength allowed him to take on most of the opposing team\'s attacks, creating more opportunities for victory.

With the notable difference in strength between them, the sparring did not last long and ended with victory for Pretty Girl\'s team.

After the fight, the two sides seemed to be discussing something. Tang San swiftly continued cleaning, stealing glances occasionally while turning around, focusing all his attention on Pretty Girl and that Golden Lion guy.

He wasn\'t worried about anything happening between them, after all, Pretty Girl\'s age wouldn\'t allow it! But still, he didn\'t like seeing her get too close to another male, especially one who looked so outstanding.

From the looks of it, the youth from the Golden Lion Clan should be about the same age as Wu Bingji, yet he already had Eighth-Stage Strength. Moreover, being from the Golden Species, his talent and potential are undoubtedly unquestionable.

Luckily, Pretty Girl seemed to keep her distance from everyone, maintaining a cold demeanor, and her teammates treated her with great respect. At this time, the Golden Lion youth also did not deliberately approach Pretty Girl. This put Tang San at ease.

He really needed to get stronger and faster!

Jealousy truly is the original sin. Seeing them together as a team, Tang San admitted he was jealous. His jealousy even made him want to become stronger faster, with an aspiring spirit. Otherwise, if that guy really was a romantic rival, wouldn\'t he lose to his rival too?

Pretty Girl and her group left after discussing for a while, and the Demon War Zone quieted down at once. Tang San was efficient with his hands and feet, completing the cleaning within the set time and quietly following Elder Mao back to the small house.

His afternoon cleaning chores were not canceled due to the extra task, and he continued sweeping in front of the main teaching building\'s plaza in the afternoon.

While sweeping, his mind was filled with the image of Pretty Girl performing the Peacock Transformation. That shade of peacock blue was indeed breathtakingly beautiful. And she was only in her teens! Who knows how much more beautiful she would be when she came of age.

It was good to have seen her. The Heavenly Fox Eye brought a great deal of luck; yeah, after returning home, he had to continue his cultivation with Du Bai, striving to reach the Fourth Stage sooner and add more luck to himself. Although it would lead to weakness, what\'s wrong with Sweeper Li Tang being a little weaker? Besides, with his strong Liquid Spiritual Power, the extent of his weakness would certainly be less than Du Bai\'s.

The afternoon cleaning was relatively easy. Just as Tang San was ready to finish, suddenly, a tremor went through his heart and he subconsciously looked up in a certain direction.

Pretty Girl, with her hair now back to black, was briskly walking outwards, heading towards the school gate.

Was she going out?

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