Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 94 Drone Eagle
Even a third-rate painter has things he can do!
Yu Jian looked at the sketchbook in his hand with a sigh. There was still an unfinished drawing of the world-destroying black dragon and the nameless swordsman wearing a veil in front of him.

The former isn't in a hurry, since it's already been done anyway.

If it's the latter, I still need to hang it up every day to remind myself to keep up the good work.

The opponent is a formidable foe worthy of respect. It was one thing to call him a bastard after being instantly killed in the early stages, but continuing to use that term now is rather tasteless. So let's just call him the Nameless Swordsman.

However, these things have to be put aside for now.

The swordsman wielded his brush with incredible speed, and the little bird cooperated perfectly, standing still on the branch.

Soon, a handsome eagle leaped onto the paper.

When it stands still, it looks like a warm, living scimitar with a perfectly symmetrical streamlined profile.

Its lead-grey back feathers resemble a dark cloak, each feather appearing as if polished by the hand of the god of wind, gleaming with a low-key and even matte color.

The snow-white downy feathers on its chest and abdomen do not have the black spots of an adult peregrine falcon. Even after kicking over countless crows with its bird-like kick, these white feathers are not stained with any blood. They are surprisingly clean, making one want to bury oneself in them and smell them.

What's most striking about this falcon is its pair of eyes with black pupils nestled within golden rings, like two black gems sealed in the center of amber, gleaming with a cold, indifferent metallic light as the pupils contract.

That bird is so cool...

Yu Jian was filled with admiration.

His reason for painting birds was actually quite simple.

Since "Immortal Arts: All Things in the Universe" requires understanding all things, let's start with the simplest appearance. By drawing things, we can deepen our understanding of them, which may help with the practice of visualization.

After finishing drawing Chiu Chiu's 'hot (not really)' photos, Yu Jian pondered for a moment, feeling as if he had gained something but also feeling unsure.

"Cultivation is indeed very difficult."

He sighed, then suddenly felt a slight movement of spiritual energy within his body. This spiritual energy actually connected with the chirping bird on the branch.

In an instant, Yujian saw his own reflection.

Through the eyes of the peregrine falcon.

This is!

The boy immediately stood up, startling Chirp, who flapped its wings, and its perspective changed accordingly.

Yu Jian vaguely felt that he could maintain this link by consuming spiritual energy. Although he didn't have much spiritual energy left, the consumption to maintain the link was also very low.

Even with less than a third of the remaining capacity, it can last for at least an hour.

This is longer than the battery life of many civilian drones.

In addition, Yujian had already discovered that this peregrine falcon was unexpectedly intelligent.

Through the spiritual connection, although it cannot fully understand human language, it can comprehend the meaning the other party wants to express.

Is this also an effect of magical magic?
After a moment's thought, Yu Jian realized that it might also be the influence of the shamanic ritual.

If I feed Chuchu some spiritual energy every day, will it turn into a small animal with special abilities like Pokémon?
I get it now, so you're my Pidgeot.

Mikasa waved happily, and Valkyrie seemed to know that doing so would benefit her. Coupled with the good first impression she had made from being rescued earlier, the bird landed very obediently on the forearm of the two-legged beast in front of her.

Although Yu Jian wasn't wearing the arm guards used for hawk training (formerly called arm guards), he didn't feel any pain at all.

On one hand, Chirp was actively controlling the force; on the other hand, someone was now incredibly thick-skinned. If dragon scales could be torn by ordinary birds, he would have to wonder if the bird was a peregrine falcon or a roc.

In reality, traditional falconry is very complicated and requires a long process to complete.

Peregrine falcons are relatively easy to tame, but they are still birds and are not particularly intelligent. Communicating with them requires extensive training to develop new habits and instincts.

But Chiu Chiu is different; she is unexpectedly a very intelligent bird, a genius among birds.

Moreover, she doesn't seem to eat blood...

Hmm? Yu Jian revealed a strange look. Could this bird be a special animal that has comprehended a cultivation method?
The ability to change one's own nature and to possess a steadfast and unwavering will is the initial requirement for spiritual practice.

Overthinking is pointless...

"Let's fly around once," Yu Jian said lightly, while simultaneously extending his arm upwards.

"Chirp chirp!" Valchiel chirped twice, immediately understanding his meaning, and then took flight with the help of this momentum.

In an instant, it transformed into a feather-like projectile, flying over a hundred meters before spreading its wings and soaring into the night sky.

Yu Jian squinted his left eye, but did not lose that half of his vision. Instead, he used the Bird's Eye to look down at the city in the night through the spiritual energy link.

This was an experience I had never had before when I was just an ordinary person!
A pure, unadulterated joy welled up inside him, making him feel as if his soul had become lighter.

Spiritual practice! This is spiritual practice!

At first, Yu Jian had to close one eye to get used to the feeling. Slowly, he reopened his eyes, but the overhead view from a third-person perspective was still in his mind.

Although it takes some time to get used to, it is undoubtedly very useful, equivalent to carrying a fully automatic drone with you, and one with bird camouflage.

As Yu Jian was pondering this, he suddenly noticed a group of people riding modified motorcycles at high speed nearby. After removing the exhaust pipe mufflers, the rumbling noise could be clearly heard from a great distance.

Looking at their attire, wow, they were all either blond, red-haired, or even had green hair—they were all delinquents.

Memories of the past flooded back, and it seemed that after I stepped away from the red line, the rules I had set were gradually no longer being followed.

Tsk, watch me send out the first aerial damage dealer of the Imperial Sword Clan to teach these guys a lesson.

Transmitting the attack command through the spiritual link formed by spiritual energy, Valkyrie immediately let out a sharp eagle cry, then folded her wings and tucked her neck in into a diving attack posture. Pulled by gravity, she flew faster and faster, soon reaching her maximum speed of 389 kilometers per hour.

Hmm? Could this kick someone to death?

Probably not...

Yu Jian thought for a moment and made slight modifications to the instructions he had sent.

Then, he saw the peregrine falcon Valkyrie swoop down, seizing the moment when the delinquent slowed down as he rounded a corner, and unleashing her Bird Kick skill, precisely hitting the delinquent leader's "airplane hairstyle".

"what!"

The gang leader let out a strange cry, and his pompadour, which had been fixed with a lot of hairspray and wax, was instantly kicked apart by a peregrine falcon that flew by at high speed.

Because his hair was hanging down in front, the guy lost all vision the moment he rounded the bend, yelling as he plunged headfirst into the pile of garbage. The large pile of garbage bags acted as a buffer, and since rounding already requires slowing down, he was mostly unharmed except for getting covered in a stench.

But for delinquents, losing face is a huge deal!
He might not even be able to keep his position as leader.

Wow, look at that guy, he's such a loser! He rode his bike into a garbage dump.

and so on...

On the other side, Valkyrie, who had successfully executed the BZ tactic, had now made her retreat.

When she returned in glory, Yu Jian couldn't help but praise her endlessly.

"Good bird, good bird."

"Chirp chirp!" The beautiful little peregrine falcon raised its head and let out a clear bird call, seemingly very happy.

"Who is the best bird?" Yujian cried out.

"Chirp!" Valchire puffed out her chest.

"It's my little chirp!"

"Chirp!"

Since he was alone and had only a bird that couldn't speak human language by his side, Yujian had absolutely no idol baggage.

In private, Yujian is actually quite casual, but why does he appear so cold and aloof in public?

All I can say is that the game "Shura's Dream," which is a mindless, soulless game with no exit button at the beginning, has completely ruined the youth romance campus drama featuring a handsome young man with white hair.

Sensing the connection, Yu Jian tried to channel a little spiritual energy into the bird again, only to find that the bird's feathers bristled and it voluntarily jumped two steps away.

Oh, it seems there's no room left.

Could it be that my spiritual power is actually quite substantial? Maintaining the connection and transmitting it to Qiuqiu didn't even use half a percent of it, far less than the enormous consumption I had when practicing visualization techniques before.

While he was thinking, Chirp jumped back onto his hand and pointed into the house with its pale yellow beak.

"Hmm?" Yu Jian was a little puzzled, and then he saw the peregrine falcon start to rotate its head, turning it several times, and then pointing its beak in the same direction.

Following the direction it pointed, Yujian saw his own refrigerator.

Oh, I got it.

"Wow, you little bird, you even know how to take credit."

Yujian quickly took two steps, took out apples, bananas, and other fruits from the refrigerator, and placed them one by one in front of the peregrine falcon that loved to eat fruit.

Valkyrie excitedly ran from the apple to the banana, then hopped and skipped to the pear, looking like she was having a hard time choosing.

When Yujian cut the fruit into a fruit platter and placed it on the table, the bird actually showed a very human-like expression of astonishment, and then plunged into the fruit platter, making a high-frequency clicking sound like an old-fashioned typewriter.

That was the sound of a bird's beak rising and falling rapidly.

"You're like a woodpecker," Yu Jian chuckled, letting the bird eat.

Then, his smile gradually faded.

That bird's beak is really something...

Thanks to the local farmers' association and other reasons, the price of fruit in Japan is much higher than in China. If Birdie has to eat fruit with every meal, the little cash I have won't last long.

Thinking about it this way, this bird is actually more expensive than a drone.

But seeing Valkyrie's handsome appearance, how could Mikasa possibly say anything to scold her? She's already so amazing in her pre-adult form; who knows how handsome she'll be when she grows up!

After obtaining Qiuqiu's consent, Yujian brought in the bird-shaped Iron Throne made of raven feathers. Driven by his obsessive-compulsive disorder, he painstakingly cleaned it until it was spotless, otherwise he always felt there were bugs inside.

Looking back, I saw that Valkyrie had already jumped into the cardboard box that said 'Ripe Mango'.

After inspecting the box twice, she was very satisfied with it, so she moved all the spoils she had brought back into it, including not only raven feathers but also various glowing trinkets.

So you've taken all the valuable stuff in the crow's nest and put it all in one go?

After settling Valkyrie in, Mikasa quickly washed up and went to bed.

He has been through a lot today, but the dream of Shura still needs to be fought.

Just treat it as a relaxing break.

Damn it, you veiled bastard, I'm back again! You're just tasteless!

(End of this chapter)