I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 308 - 250: Golden Roc Crown Prince

In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed at the Peng Demon Cliff in the eastern part of the Great Wilderness Demon Court.

On the golden plaza atop the cliff, shrouded in mist and filled with the thick presence of demon essence, all the high-ranking members of the Golden-winged Roc Race have gathered.

Demon Kings clad in red gold armor stand on either side, while the Elders holding bone staffs are seated on jade chairs at the center of the plaza, their eyes focused on the two figures at the core of the plaza: the Peng Demon Emperor and the Peacock Emperor.

The Peng Demon Emperor, dressed in a golden Peng robe, bears a faintly glowing golden Peng bird mark on his forehead and exudes the majesty of a Tier Four Demon Emperor, though today, his usual stern demeanor is softened by anticipation in his eyes.

The Peacock Emperor, clad in five-colored palace attire, has an abdomen far exceeding the size of an ordinary Demon Race pregnancy, radiating with five-colored spirit light. Every breath subtly shakes the demon essence around her.

This pregnancy has already lasted thirty-five full years, far exceeding the gestation period of the Golden-winged Roc Race, and has become the focal point of attention for the entire Demon Court.

"Xiao’er, congratulations, congratulations!"

A hearty laugh comes from the entrance of the plaza, and everyone turns to see the Red Flood Dragon Emperor couple walking in slowly.

The Red Flood Dragon Emperor is clad in crimson scale armor with a long dragon tail trailing behind, and the Feathered Wings Emperor beside him carries a pair of seven-colored wings, walking gracefully.

The Peng Demon Emperor and the Peacock Emperor quickly advance and bow respectfully to the couple, "Greetings, Father, Mother!"

The Feathered Wings Emperor quickly walks to the side of the Peacock Emperor, her eyes falling on her abdomen filled with wonder:

"This child of yours has broken the record for our Golden-winged Roc Race!"

"Thirty-five years, eight more than when your elder sister was born. This bloodline talent must have reached Celestial Grade Extreme. In my view, the child will at least be at Tier Three Cultivation at birth!"

Beside them, a white-haired elder leaning on a bone staff slowly speaks, his voice heavy with the weight of years:

"The Eldest Princess is right. The last time such talent emerged in our race was when the Eldest Princess was born."

"Twenty-seven years of gestation, with the bloodline reaching Celestial Grade Top, and she was at Tier Three Early-stage at birth and became a Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Demon Emperor within a millennium. This one, gestating for thirty-five years, has talent surpassing the Eldest Princess."

The nearby Demon Kings and Elders all concur, their praises ringing out one after another, bringing smiles of comfort to the Peng Demon Emperor couple’s faces.

Just then, a golden glow suddenly appears in the sky, the clouds rolling violently, as a resplendent golden bridge slowly extends down from the void, its surface inscribed with ancient Peng Race runes, each step resonating with the demon essence of heaven and earth.

An elder in a Yin Yang Daoist Robe steps out leisurely from the end of the golden bridge—his robe’s left side golden, right side black, representing Yang and Yin respectively, and an overwhelming pressure emanates from him.

This power far surpasses that of a Tier Four Demon Emperor, vast as the world itself. It is none other than the sole leader of the Great Wilderness Demon Court, the Golden Feathered Demon Venerable of the Golden-winged Roc Race!

The golden bridge contracts with the elder’s steps, finally transforming into a golden light that merges into his forehead.

The moment the elder lands, all the Demon Race members on the plaza bow in unison, their voices thundering across the sky:

"Greetings, Demon Venerable!"

Both the Peng Demon Emperor and the Peacock Emperor prostrate themselves respectfully on the ground, not daring to lift their heads: "Grandson (Granddaughter-in-law) greets Grandfather!"

The Golden Feathered Demon Venerable nods softly to everyone, his voice calm yet imbued with undeniable authority:

"Rise."

His gaze sweeps across the plaza, finally resting on the Peng Demon Emperor couple, his previously stern eyes gradually softening.

The fetus within the Peacock Emperor’s womb is not only his great-grandchild but also a rare prodigy of the Golden-winged Roc Race in thousands of years, worthy of his concern.

"Quite impressive. Thirty-five years of gestation, with the bloodline concentration reaching Celestial Grade Extreme, far exceeding my expectations in the past."

The Golden Feathered Demon Venerable speaks slowly, his tone carrying a hint of approval.

He understands the preciousness of Demon Race bloodlines well—a Celestial Grade Top Bloodline entails countless complete methods for evolving the Void Domain, virtually offering hand-in-hand guidance for a Demon Race to achieve Late-stage Nascent Soul Great Demon Emperor status.

Moreover, the Saint Grade Bloodline of their Roc Race contains the complete Yin Yang Dao Principle and the Yin Yang Evolution Path, offering immense benefit for comprehending Primordial Spirit Transformation, virtually serving as a shortcut to the Divinity Transformation Realm.

Though this child is yet to be born, it has already shown potential beyond Celestial Grade Top, enough to shock the entire Golden-winged Roc Race.

With these words barely spoken, the Golden Feathered Demon Venerable flicks his fingers, a golden treasure bead the size of a fist flying from his fingertips.

The surface of the treasure bead flows with intricate runes, emitting a soft pressure—not strong, yet possessing a familial warmth from deep within the bloodline that causes all present Golden-winged Roc Race members to hold their breath involuntarily.

The Eldest Princess standing nearby suddenly exclaims:

"The Bloodline Origin Bead, Father..."

The Golden Feathered Demon Venerable raises his hand to stop the Eldest Princess from speaking, his gaze gentle as he looks toward the Peacock Emperor:

"For our Golden-winged Roc Race to produce such a heaven-gifted genius is rare indeed. As a great-grandfather, I naturally have to lend a helping hand."

With that, he waves his hand lightly, the golden treasure bead transforming into a stream of light that flies straight into the Peacock Emperor’s abdomen. 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

The moment the treasure bead enters, the Peacock Emperor feels a warm energy spreading throughout her body, and the fetus within her seems to be stirred, exhibiting slight stirring.

She can clearly feel that the bloodline concentration, already at its limit, seems to have a gate opened, allowing a purer, more potent power to start gently fostering within the fetus.

This is the Saint Grade Bloodline Origin of the Golden Feathered Demon Venerable, reshaping the fetus’s bloodline and breaking through the shackles of Celestial Grade Extreme, advancing toward the legendary Saint Grade Bloodline!