Gu Sheng raised an eyebrow, revealing an intrigued expression.
"My corpse is not merely a relic needing burial; it is also... a ’key’ to unlock a hidden treasure deep within the Beiming Burial Ground."
The woman spoke slowly, disclosing the crucial point.
"In the deepest part of that burial ground, there’s an... egg that I laid with the last of my Origin Power before my death, sealed with a Secret Technique."
"An egg?!"
Gu Sheng was shocked! A living egg of a Golden-winged Roc?!
"Indeed."
The woman confirmed.
"Within that egg is nurtured the last pureblood offspring of my Golden-winged Roc lineage.
By using the unique bloodline aura contained within my corpse, along with three drops of my Life Essence Blood, you can lift the seal and form the most steadfast bloodline contract with the hatchling inside."
She looked at Gu Sheng, her tone bearing a sense of entrustment.
"In this way, what you will obtain is no longer just a cold material of a corpse, but a living companion with unlimited growth potential, who can soar the skies with you in the future and become your formidable ally!"
Gu Sheng immediately understood the stakes, quickly weighing them in his mind.
The corpse of a Golden-winged Roc is certainly a top-tier material for Artifact Refining and Alchemy, worth a fortune.
But compared to a living, growing pureblood Golden-winged Roc hatchling, capable of forming a contract... the latter undoubtedly holds greater long-term value! Its potential is practically immeasurable!
This is not a choice at all. Taming a living Golden-winged Roc is far more advantageous than greedily seizing a corpse!
"I understand."
Gu Sheng took a deep breath, his eyes becoming earnest and resolute.
"I, Gu Sheng, accept this! I will safely deliver your corpse to the Beiming Burial Ground and help your descendant hatch!"
Seeing Gu Sheng finally make the wisest choice, the bird-headed woman seemed to reveal a faint, relieved smile.
She took one last deep look at the hovering Starry Sky Coffin, then at Gu Sheng. The last light maintaining her residual spirit flickered like a dying candle in the wind, and then... it completely extinguished.
Maintaining her cool and elegant bird-headed stance, she froze mid-air, completely silent and without any fluctuation, as if she had become a finely crafted sculpture.

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