The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The flower and bird shop on the outskirts of the city is quiet and simple.

Uncle Li lives here, without children or relatives. His only companions are the flowers and plants, and his favorite birds.

The largest of them was the strange bird he had picked up ten years ago.

When we found this strange bird, its feathers were not yet fully grown, its whole body was gray and black, and it was shivering in a crevice in the rocks, weak and pitiful.

He felt pity for her and took her home.

They fed him every day and kept him company every night, pouring a lot of affection into him.

Uncle Li has never mistreated it.

Five grains, fresh meat, and clean water—they have been meticulously cared for day after day for ten years.

Everyone says he is kind-hearted, as he keeps a large, intelligent bird that is quiet and gentle, never harms anyone, and never even makes a sound.

"Come on, let's eat meat."

Uncle Li cut up the fresh meat he bought at the market, picked it up with chopsticks, and, as usual, handed it to the strange bird with a smile on his face.

"Chen Xuan found a bird from somewhere, and when he sang, all the birds were frightened. How majestic!"

"Have some guts! I'll take you to the park tomorrow, and you're going to yell so loud it'll shock them..."

"Hey, why aren't you eating?"

Uncle Li noticed something was wrong. Usually, the bird would swallow its food in big gulps, but today it was completely still.

Dusk was falling, and the evening breeze was chilly.

The old tree in the courtyard suddenly swayed, and the atmosphere in the entire courtyard turned cold.

The owl, which had been quietly perched on the wooden frame, burying its birds and beasts in its feathers, suddenly raised its head.

Those perpetually dim pupils suddenly flashed with a terrifying blood-red light.

Its jet-black wings trembled slightly, and a faint, chilling aura swirled around it.

No longer docile, no longer timid, but replaced by indifference and cruelty.

"What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

Uncle Li felt something was off about the bird's eyes, and he became a little nervous but also worried. He went forward to open the birdcage to take a look.

But the next moment.

The owl's crimson vertical pupils were fixed on him.

In its bloodline, the person before it is neither its master nor its relative.

It is the nourishment that has sustained it for ten years, the cauldron that has helped it transform!

Phew——! !

A low, chilling owl's cry pierced the twilight!

This was also the first time this large bird had uttered a cry, and it was utterly terrifying!

The once docile and obedient bird suddenly revealed the ferocity of an ancient raven!

Its wings surged with black energy, and its body stretched out in an instant, moving at a speed that was difficult to see with the naked eye!

Uncle Li's face suddenly turned deathly pale. The meat platter in his hand clattered to the ground, and he froze on the spot, his face filled with disbelief and panic.

"This...this big bird is going to...is going to eat me?"

In the big bird's eyes, he saw a terrifying, fierce light—an emotion of resentment, ruthlessness, and extreme indifference.

His disbelief stemmed from the fact that the bird he had carefully raised for ten years would treat him this way.

However, at this moment...

The owl's claws were menacing, surrounded by black mist, and its eyes held no emotion whatsoever, only a bloodthirsty gaze, as it viciously clawed at Uncle Li.

Uncle Li's legs went weak. Looking at the owl pouncing on him, all that remained in his heart was endless sorrow and a chilling cold.

At that critical moment between life and death—

A slender figure stood silently at the courtyard gate.

Chen Xuan stared calmly at the Bloodthirsty Owl, which was about to transform into a patricide and was displaying its ferocity.

The malevolent aura of the ancient ferocious bird was so oppressive that it made ordinary people suffocate and tremble, but when it landed on him, it didn't even stir a single hair on his clothes.

"Raised for ten years, it turns on its owner."

"You vicious bird, you can't change your nature."

Chen Xuan took a step forward, instantly closing the distance, and with a swift movement, he grabbed the owl's neck as easily as if it were a chick.

It flapped and struggled frantically in the air.

However, he couldn't break free no matter what he did; the large hand gripping his throat held him firmly, and even his murderous aura dissipated without him realizing it.

"Chen...Chen Xuan, you...what brings you here?"

Uncle Li was still in shock. He backed away repeatedly, using both hands and feet, until he leaned against the wall and felt safe. His face was pale.

"Uncle Li, see? I told you so. You can't tame this bird."

Chen Xuan, holding the owl, spoke without turning his head.

then.

To Uncle Li's astonishment, he picked up the owl and, with a violent gesture, slammed it hard onto the ground.

boom!

The ground cracked, the house shook, and with just this one fall, the owl, comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was left half-dead.

Chen Xuan even found it troublesome, so he simply stepped on the owl's head, rendering it unable to move.

"Uncle Li, you don't want this bird? If you don't want it, boil some water and stew it for meat."

Uncle Li had never seen anything like it before. It took him a long time to recover, and he asked with lingering fear, "Chen Xuan, what kind of bird is that? Why is it so fierce?"

"I've raised it with such care for ten years, how come it still wants to eat me?"

"Even if it were an ungrateful wretch, after raising it to this extent, it shouldn't have come to this!"

As he spoke, Uncle Li burst into tears, deeply saddened.

Ten years! A full ten years! Have I been feeding a dog instead?

Chen Xuan comforted him, saying, "It's no wonder. This fierce bird is just like that by nature."

"This is no ordinary night owl, but an ancient, ferocious bird of prey, the Blood-Devouring Owl."

"This bird is extremely ferocious by nature, with a mysterious bloodline, and is born with a ferocious nature that awakens in its ability to devour its own kind."

"Once the time is right, it will devour its owner, suck up their soul, and refine their essence to activate the power of their bloodline."

Let alone the owner, it will peck at its mother from the moment it is born, using her flesh and blood to satisfy its hunger.

"Are there really such rebellious beasts?"

Uncle Li was both shocked and furious. Looking at the owl, whose ferocity had not diminished, he was completely heartbroken and slumped down helplessly.

"I don't want it anymore, I don't want this fierce bird anymore."

"Just consider these past ten years as the time I've raised a dog that died of old age; I don't want it anymore."

Chen Xuan: "Okay."

Immediately.

He didn't even give the owl a chance to beg for mercy; his eyes turned cold, and he raised his hand to strike.

Click!

The ferocious, bloodthirsty owl suddenly stiffened.

All the power of their bloodline, the accumulated strength of ten years, and their ancient ferocity were instantly annihilated.

boom!

A soft sound.

The owl's feathers were blown off, and it didn't even have the chance to struggle.

Its wings fluttered, its neck was held high, and it collapsed helplessly to the ground, its breath fading away in an instant.

"Uncle Li, don't be sad. Tomorrow I'll have Lu Yao bring you a bowl of soup. After you eat it, I guarantee you'll give it a thumbs up and praise it highly."

Most importantly, the soup made from this owl can prolong life and cleanse the body.

The seven little ones have embarked on the path of cultivation, and as their senior brother, I must find them some spiritual medicine to eat.

The flesh and blood of this owl are a great tonic, quite good.

And so, Chen Xuan walked back as if carrying a dead chick.

On the way back, a richly dressed young man came running after him, blocking his way.

"Please wait a moment, sir."

"Would you be so reluctant as to part with this owl's body and give it to me?"

Chen Xuan looked up and glanced at him, instantly recognizing him as someone from a family of cultivators.

That innate arrogance had long been ingrained, and even if one deliberately lowered their stance, it couldn't be hidden.