Chapter 647: Kali City's Lord, Mei Gongzi

It seemed that some special presence had dissipated only in the sky, filling the ancestral land of the Peacock Demon clan with an indescribable sorrow.

The queen consort descended from the sky, her eyes vacant as she held the corpse of the Peacock Great Demon King, with Su Qin following by her side.

As they landed out of thin air, the powerful members of the Peacock Demon clan instantly understood what had happened.

"Your Excellency..." The cries of grief echoed instantly in front of the castle, countless mourning sounds rising at once for this generation's demon king.

Mei Gongzi stared blankly at her father, who was lying in the queen consort's arms, momentarily dazed.

From childhood to adulthood, she had always felt estranged from her father. He had many children, and because of her mother's status, she had always been marginalized and despised. Aside from teaching her cultivation, her father had always been indifferent, leaving her to handle things on her own. Only from her mother did she feel love.

But at this moment, as she watched her father die before her eyes, her heart felt as if it was being crushed by an iron grip. Tears flowed uncontrollably, and she quickly stepped forward, embracing the body of the Peacock Great Demon King, sobbing like a little child.

Another figure followed her to the side of the Peacock Great Demon King, placing a hand on the city lord's forehead.

"What are you doing?" The previously dazed queen consort suddenly glared angrily at the masked, bald man who had approached her. Spatial power surged abruptly.

But then a strange scene unfolded—the spatial power surging from her converged toward the hand that rested on the Peacock Great Demon King's forehead.

Tang San said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, I want to try using a divine artifact to condense a trace of the city lord's divine consciousness. Maybe I can preserve a part of his will."

The queen consort was stunned for a moment, and her initial impulse to attack was replaced by a glimmer of hope. "Is that really possible?"

From her understanding, a strong person's divine consciousness did take a while to disperse after death, but it wasn’t

that

much time. Even Emperors couldn't avoid this. At most, they could leave some instinctual will in a divine artifact. And the Peacock Great Demon King... was not an Emperor.

"I'll try." In Tang San's palm, a ball of seven-colored flames flickered lightly. From the center of these flames, a hazy light descended, covering the forehead of the Peacock Great Demon King.

Immediately, the remaining bloodline power and yet-to-disperse divine consciousness of the Peacock Great Demon King were slowly absorbed. The queen consort, who was standing close by, could clearly feel that something was being removed from the Peacock Great Demon King's body.

𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

This feeling did not frighten her but rather brought joy, as it meant that something of her husband might truly have been preserved.

Tang San said deeply, "I have sealed his remaining divine consciousness and part of his bloodline origin. If I become a god in the future, I might be able to help revive him. It will be difficult, and I cannot guarantee that I will succeed, but there’s a fifty percent chance. I suppose that’s better than nothing."

"Is that possible? Who are you?" The queen consort's grief had peaked, and she had even been prepared to follow the Peacock Great Demon King in death. But now, the glimmer of hope that Tang San brought reignited a fire within her.

Tang San nodded and said, "I am Mei Gongzi’s guardian. The city lord is her father, so I naturally have to help, to the best of my ability. I come from the Endless Blue Sea and have inherited some ancient techniques that might work. But as I said, it will take time, and my strength has to advance quite a lot before I can even attempt it."

The queen consort urgently said, "You must already be at the peak of the ninth order. What do you need to break through to godhood? As long as my clan has it, you just need to say it, and we will do everything to assist you."

Tang San shook his head and said, "It’s not that simple. If it was just a matter of having treasures and whatnot, I would have gotten them myself. In any case... Your Majesty, we are still at the ceremony, and the Peacock Demon clan cannot be leaderless. Please take charge."

As she felt the coldness of her lover's body in her arms, the queen consort's eyes reddened again, but it was different this time—she had some hope, minute though it might be. She looked at Mei Gongzi, who was crying beside her, and Su Qin, who was standing on the other side and tearing up as well. She then recalled the words of the Peacock Great Demon King before his death—Mei Gongzi carried her bloodline, so in a sense, she was also her daughter. And with the possibility of the Peacock Great Demon King's revival, that fact wasn't so hard to accept anymore.

Taking a deep breath, the queen consort spoke up, though it seemed to pain her. "His Majesty burned his own lifeforce to stop the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor. He is gone, but he also repelled the enemy. Moreover, in the future, the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor will no longer be a threat to our clan.

"The king spent his entire life defending the Peacock Demon clan and striving for our resurgence. He was one of the greatest leaders in our clan's history. As the Great Elder and his wife, I will honor his last wishes. From today onward, Mei Gongzi will be the new clan leader. I will treat her as my own and do everything to assist her in leading our clan."

Eyes brimming with tears, Mei Gongzi looked up at the queen consort. The latter’s expression was complex, but looking at the stunning face before her, adorned with tears, she couldn't help but sigh softly and nod at her.

Mei Gongzi slowly turned around, facing the platform, and looked at the clan members and city nobles, all immersed in grief. Taking a deep breath, she declared, "The Peacock Demon clan will forever be the rulers of Kali City. We will defend this city with our lives, protect the Peacock Demon clan, fulfill my father's last wish, and lead our clan to regain its glory!"

The death of the Peacock Great Demon King left everyone in no mood to celebrate the inheritance ceremony—the next event would be his funeral, after all. The death of this generation's city lord would undoubtedly cast a huge shadow over all of Kali City, bringing immense sorrow.

The Peacock Great Demon King was the best thing that had ever happened to Kali City. Despite not having exceptional talent for cultivation, he had led the city to prosperity. In terms of economic strength, the city now even surpassed the times when it had an Emperor. The residents lived in peace, and the nobles were wealthy and powerful. This was why a group of nobles remained loyal to the Peacock Demon clan, even knowing the Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor was coming to oppress them.

And now, this heroic leader of the Peacock Demon clan had fallen. Undoubtedly, Mei Gongzi was more talented in cultivation than the previous Peacock Great Demon King. Even though she was just a fresh god, her power was simply formidable. But individual strength was one thing; governing a city was another. The nobles were observing, and many were anxious.

The Crystal Phoenix Demon Emperor had retreated, and the queen consort said he wouldn't return, but that was just her word. Would that Emperor really give up on fighting for Kali City? Why would he just give up?

No one knew the reason, so with the death of the Peacock Great Demon King, restlessness began to spread throughout Kali City.

The funeral lasted for three days, with the queen consort presiding over the grand burial of the Peacock Great Demon King.

Mei Gongzi officially became the lord of Kali City and the leader of the Peacock Demon clan. She was still a girl, not even twenty years of age, yet she had joined the ranks of the top nobles in the Empyrean Dominion.

Three days after the death of the Peacock Great Demon King, condolences arrived from the Ancestral Court. Along with them came a summoning: the new city lord had to report to the Ancestral Court within a year, and their ability to lead a city would be evaluated.

One year—that was the entire grace period. It was tight and strict, but not discriminatory; that was the simply rule for any lord of any main city.