Ms. Diviner: The Prodigal Daughter's Return

If I’m not mistaken, that mixed and impure aura must belong to the quail lineage, and those fragmented silver threads and golden specks are from the Griffin lineage.

This also confirmed Zhao Sinin’s statement that the egg indeed was laid by a Griffin, only that the lineage was not pure, with the Griffin lineage being too scarce and suppressed by the quail lineage, resulting in the hatching of only a quail and not a Griffin.

What if the lineage belonging to the quail was extracted, leaving only the Griffin’s lineage, what would hatch then? Mu Hanyan’s mind sparked with inspiration, and she became excited.

Her Heavenly Heart Technique inherently had the strange ability to absorb the power of all things for her own use, which provided a perfect opportunity to try.

Mu Hanyan activated her Heavenly Heart Technique, and a gentle Qi flowed into the Griffin Egg, circulated inside, and then returned to her body, before starting the cycle anew, creating a delicate loop between her and the Griffin Egg.

As her Qi circulated, the mixed and impure breath was absorbed into her Heart Meridian and transformed into Qi. After all, it was also a form of the Heaven and Earth Power, albeit a weak one.

However, Mu Hanyan didn’t expect to enhance her cultivation through this; her goal was simply to purify the lineage of the Griffin Egg.

Inside the Griffin Egg, the silver threads and golden specks became increasingly prominent, initially disjointed, but now they connected, faintly outlining the figure of a chick.

”Mu Hanyan, can you speed it up? Even hatching a quail takes so long; we are still waiting to celebrate with drinks!” Seeing that Mu Hanyan’s ”quail egg” showed no signs of activity, Fourth Miss Zhao taunted loudly again.

”Just a moment,” Mu Hanyan said with a slight smile.

Suddenly, a small hole broke in the ”quail” egg, revealing a tender yellow beak, then, the small hole expanded into a crack, and a small bird covered in dapples of yellow down emerged.

”Wow, such a cute quail! A quail worth ten thousand taels of silver, it’s different indeed, haha... hahaha.” Fourth Miss Zhao approached, laughing uncontrollably, and even casually stroked the little quail’s head.

Wait, something’s not right! Weren’t all the mixed and impure lineages removed? Why is it still a quail? Mu Hanyan, seeing the feather color of the small bird, was a bit puzzled.

At that moment, the small quail uttered a loud, clear cry, disproportionate to its size, its body growing against the wind, with the color of dapple yellow rapidly fading.

In the blink of an eye, a majestic beast over a man’s height appeared before everyone.

With a golden body majestic as a lion, a pair of pristine white wings on its back, strong and powerful limbs that ended in claws like refined gold, and a long tail akin to a steel whip.

This was none other than the legendary Top-level exotic beast reserved for the Royal Family—the Griffin!

”No, it can’t be, wasn’t it a quail? How did it turn into a Griffin?” Fourth Miss Zhao was completely stunned, her smile freezing on her face, speaking in a daze.

Zhou Qi was stunned, Yuan Tianbo and **** Ye were stunned too, and as for Zhao Sinin, who had brought out the Griffin Egg, he was so shocked that his mouth hung open, pointing at the Griffin and stuttering, unable to speak for a long time.

But their astonishment didn’t last too long, as they quickly came back to their senses.

Because an unexpected incident occurred!

Suddenly, the sound ”riiiip” echoed, Fourth Miss Zhao’s clothes were torn by the Griffin’s claw, revealing a flash of white skin.

”Ah!” Having experienced similar incidents before, Fourth Miss Zhao instinctively let out a sharp scream, reflexively covering the exposed area.

The Griffin, relentless, swiped its claw again. ”Riiiip!” Another piece of Fourth Miss Zhao’s clothing was torn.

Clearly, the Griffin was expressing its indignation at Fourth Miss Zhao’s earlier act of patting its head. Even if newly hatched, a dignified exotic beast was not ordinary, how could it allow someone to casually pat its head?