There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

If someone were to get closer and take a closer look, they would notice that Jiang Mo's eyes were quite unusual at this moment. His pupils, which were normally no different from ordinary people except that they were deeper, had now become vertical pupils.

His gaze and movements had a style reminiscent of snakes and dragons.

This is the physiological mutation caused by the natal Gu in Jiang Mo. However, compared with Tian Ze and others, similar physiological mutations are not as obvious in Jiang Mo.

Only when one is forcefully driving the transformation from cocoon to feather gu will the gu undergo some changes depending on the abilities used.

It's like emerging from a cocoon, undergoing a transformation.

At this moment, when Jiang Mo activated the power he possessed by the Devouring Blazing Flame Serpent, his image uncontrollably began to resemble that of a serpent.

Of course, snakes are not eagles and are not known for their eyesight.

However, even a soaring eagle would have difficulty seeing the distant scenery in the deep darkness of the night, so Jiang Mo relied on his perception, which was not affected by the dim light.

It has a sensing capability similar to thermal imaging.

Using this ability, Jiang Mo was able to glimpse some secrets.

For example, near the backyard of the villa, there were two figures having a secret rendezvous without any lanterns or candles. The two were not only extremely close, almost touching, but the heat they emitted was also more noticeable than that of ordinary people.

The purpose of their secret rendezvous late at night is self-evident.

Who could resist taking a look at such a scene?

Jiang Mo couldn't help himself.

So he crept closer and heard a woman's voice drift into his ears, carrying a suggestive murmur:

"Gently... um~"

Obviously, after a grand event, people will always find it hard to resist expressing their emotions.

Field combat.

That can be considered a custom of the Baiyue region.

Jiang Mo paused, feeling the lust he had finally managed to suppress stirring again, and couldn't help but mutter to himself:

You two star-crossed lovers, at least try to avoid people around.

I've been hiding in my room!

However, Jiang Mo did not intend to disturb the two of them and quietly left.

Nongyu is still very cute.

If his interruption were to disrupt the timeline, causing the character to remain silent, that would be a terrible mistake.

In the deep darkness of the night, Jiang Mo continued to move as if on flat ground, silently reaching the edge of the villa's courtyard wall, and gracefully leaping over it.

However, he was probably a little embarrassed by having witnessed someone having a private meeting.

As a result, he increasingly exuded a sinister aura.

Jiang Mo was also quite helpless. He had no intention of stealing money or treasures in the villa, but he couldn't explain to outsiders why he had to run out in the middle of the night instead of resting properly in his room.

One should avoid outsiders as much as possible.

Following his memory of gazing at the surroundings from the Listening Waterfall Pavilion, Jiang Mo walked towards the pool below the cliff waterfall, intending to take a bath.

The mountain stream helped to calm the unbearable heat in my body.

But just as they were about to reach the pool, Jiang Mo suddenly stopped.

In the hazy night, two figures, their heads hidden and tails peeking out, appeared even more furtive than Jiang Mo as they looked around.

You two, you wouldn't be having a secret rendezvous at night, would you?

Jiang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly. Although his thermal imaging-like ability didn't allow him to see the other person's face clearly, he sensed a familiar aura from the bloated and obese guy.

Liu Yi?

What is this guy doing sneaking around here?

The other man was burly and had long, even breaths. Every movement he made exuded the efficiency characteristic of a martial artist, and the aura he emanated was quite vicious and malevolent.

Jiang Mo even sensed that he was surrounded by resentment, and that he probably had countless lives on his hands.

You can tell at a glance that he's no pushover.

Could it be the Three Wolves with Severed Hair?

Why is there only one person here?

As various speculations surged in his mind, Jiang Mo had already silently lowered his body, and countless silk threads emerged from his palm, twisting into a snake that silently approached the two sneaky figures.

Furthermore, a taut silkworm thread transmitted the vibrations caused by the distant sound, allowing Jiang Mo to vaguely perceive the two people's deliberately suppressed scheming.

"Treasure...map..."

"You three... speed things up... don't delay the General..."

Some of the fragmented words were difficult to piece together completely from the exchange between the two, but keywords such as "treasure" had already caught Jiang Mo's attention.

As expected, I can't pretend I didn't hear anything this time.

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Mo immediately took action. He activated the Cocoon-Breaking Feather Gu, silently igniting the weeds behind the two people.

The sudden burst of light startled the two men who were plotting something.

In a sudden, instinctive turn, the two men drew their gleaming blades from their waists, ready to silence anyone who might have overheard their secret.

But just as the two turned around, the lurking snake suddenly sprang up.

When it was lurking, it was just a small snake as thick as a finger. But when it suddenly launched its attack, with countless silk threads rushing towards it, its body swelled up against the wind. When it whipped its tail around the necks of the two people, it had already transformed into a python over ten feet long.

Jiang Mo did not kill the two on the spot, but instead controlled the python formed from silkworm silk to drag them down into the pool below the waterfall.

However, as expected, the situation suddenly changed, and two swift figures arrived in the next second.

Clearly, the other two of the three wolves with the severed hair, who were on guard nearby, had come after hearing the news.

With a roll of silk, Jiang Mo pulled the map drawn on the animal hide into his hand. He glanced at it quickly but couldn't make out anything from the hastily drawn lines.

Unfortunately, we cannot stay here any longer.

Not wanting to reveal his identity, Jiang Mo had no choice but to abandon his plan to kill them all and slip away while they were busy rescuing people.

Chapter 55 Azure Phoenix

On the cliff, there are jagged rocks and little greenery.

Yet one pine tree stubbornly took root in the cracks of the cliff, bursting through the rock in the sunlight and rain, growing into a strange, crooked shape, standing tall between the blue sky and white clouds.

Startled, the eagle spread its wings and soared high in the sky.

It kept emitting fierce cries, but it never dared to attack the uninvited guest who had invaded its territory.

Watching helplessly as the other party usurped the place, all they could do was hide in the distance and rage in vain.

She lived like an incompetent husband.

"Alright, alright, stop yelling. You're giving me a headache. I didn't even take your little brat to make soup, so what's all the fuss about?"

Jiang Mo, who was sitting cross-legged on the treetop, looked up impatiently and shouted.

Reaching into the animal skin pouch he carried, Jiang Mo took out a few harmless worms and tossed them into the eagle's nest beside him. Pointing at the several chicks crying for food, he said in a threatening tone, "Look, aren't we getting along quite well now?"

"If it gets any noisier, I'll have to expand my recipes."

"Pigeon soup is always considered very nourishing. I wonder how the eagle soup, oh no, I mean the young eagle soup, tastes."

It's somewhat comical to be threatening a beast with such eloquence.

Even though Jiang Mo spoke in human language, the eagle circling overhead seemed to understand his threat. It immediately stopped crying, but still kept circling around.

She looked inexplicably a little wronged.

He seemed more like an incompetent husband who passed by his home three times but dared not enter.

Seeing that the other party had calmed down, Jiang Mo stopped paying attention to the eagle and continued to focus on comprehending what he had recently learned.

He spread his palms out, palms facing upwards, and vigorously activated the Cocoon-Breaking Feather Gu.

The flawless white silk quietly peeked out, intertwining and twisting between Jiang Mo's palms, gradually transforming into a round shape.

But this time, it wasn't a cocoon.

It looks more like a bird's egg, with faint blue patterns flowing across its surface.

If Yan Lingji were here, she would surely recognize that this was the strange bird egg that Jiang Mo had tricked from the Hu merchant at Huoyu Manor using the silk stocking weaving technique and a dozen Bright Flame Gu Silkworms.

At that time, the two of them lay on the bed together and studied it for a long time.

It was ultimately determined that although the bird egg was extraordinary, it was a dead egg, lacking some crucial vitality or spiritual essence, and was destined to be unable to hatch using normal methods.

So Jiang Mo fed it to the Broken Cocoon Feather Gu.

Conventional methods won't work, but when it comes to transforming things, that's the area where the "Breaking the Cocoon and Transforming into Feathers" Gu excels.

After a long period of nurturing, new changes have finally occurred.

In the past few days, Jiang Mo has often had a kind of hallucination, in which he feels as if he is a divine bird soaring in the sky.

I had a similar feeling before when I mastered the Butterfly Form.

So, in order to better comprehend the "bird form," Jiang Mo specially climbed to the top of this cliff and even invaded the eagle's nest.

A strong wind swept across the mountaintop, bringing a unique feeling.

Jiang Mo squinted and looked up, his gaze passing through the pine and cypress branches overhead as he looked down at the earth. That peculiar feeling resurfaced in his heart once again.

Soaring high in the sky, its outstretched wings faintly radiate light.

Seizing this fleeting opportunity, Jiang Mo focused intently on experiencing the unique sensation of transforming into a bird, while cracks quietly appeared on the bird egg in his palm.

Click click~

A faint cracking sound rang out, carrying a somewhat surreal quality. The young eagle, which had been happily munching on insects, seemed to notice the commotion.

They abandoned the food in their mouths and tilted their heads to look over.

Some bald heads pushed open the eggshells, and chicks with exceptionally bright eyes emerged. They glanced at the eaglets peeking nearby, but paid them no attention, and leisurely lowered their heads to eat the scattered eggshells clean.

It was a movement as simple as a chick pecking at rice, yet it revealed a touch of nobility and elegance.