The sun rose early in the morning.
Sunlight streamed through the window into the room. Bathed in the light of the rising sun, Mo Zhi got out of bed.
He walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet, about to start preening his feathers. But when he looked down, a smooth, naked human body met his eyes.
"..."
"I forgot again... I've already passed my Celestial Tribulation. I'm a Crow Demon now!"
He gave a self-deprecating laugh.
Then, black feathers sprouted from his body, and in the blink of an eye, he transformed into a giant crow.
Looking at his reflection in the mirror, Mo Zhi finally nodded in satisfaction.
'Mmm, *this* is what I call handsome. The human form is just ugly. It has no glossy, jet-black feathers, no sturdy beak, no sharp talons, and it can't even fly.'
'Other than gaining a pair of dexterous hands, there are really no upsides.'
