Jared nodded, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Excellent. My sweep through the Ninefold Heaven to gather those materials was not in vain."
Before the last syllable faded, Jared's storage ring pulsed. A blur of silver darted out, the little celestial devourer, chirping with eagerness. At the sight of the Vermilion Demon Lord, the tiny beast scrambled forward and licked the demon lord's palms, tail quivering.
Vermilion Demon Lord knelt, roughened fingers stroking the creature's soft fur while guilt clouded his gaze. His former mount, an elder devourer, had fallen in battle, yet in its final heartbeat had left behind a single egg.
Now, its hatchling nuzzled against him, already recognizing its master. The circle, loss giving birth to hope, closed silently around them.
"Now that my strength is restored," the Vermilion Demon Lord said quietly, "Let us end our grudge with the Myriad Arts Sect."
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