The sun shone from a clear sky, and white clouds drifted lazily by.
In a private courtyard within the Seventh Outer Mansion.
Qi Yun, sleeves rolled up, held a long, pitch-black feather up to the light. His brush flew across the page as he transcribed one profound passage after another.
This process continued for several long hours.
Not until dusk began to fall did he finally set down the Black Feather he was using as a pen and let out a soft sigh of relief.
'To capture a Foundation Establishment Great Demon and raise it as a servant...' Qi Yun rubbed his sore wrist. His gaze, deep and profound, fell upon the Black Feather once more.
'Black Mountain Master's power and influence in the Inner Mansion... it must be even more terrifying than I imagined.'
Half a month had passed since the end of the examination.
