As for the reason, Lin Xuan naturally understood it perfectly. In the Ink Moon Tribe ruins on Sky Continent, he had obtained the Great Peng bird's True Blood, and later, because of the Ink Jade True Spirit Art, he learned how to refine it.
A wondrous dual-cultivation technique.
He and Yuanyuan had remained in those ruined remains for more than a year. Of course, it was because the man had affection and the woman had intent, but the main reason had still been to refine the Golden-Winged Great Peng's True Blood.
And because it had been refined through dual cultivation, after that spirit blood was refined, it was not only Yuanyuan who gained benefits. Lin Xuan had also, more or less, fused with some True Spirit Blood.
Though it was not much—one could even say it was extremely thin—in the end, it had still been sensed by that True Spirit.
And because of this, she had shown Lin Xuan mercy and spared his life.
Though in the eyes of a True Spirit, Lin Xuan was nothing but an ant, now this ant had become tied by some karmic thread to one of her own kind. Sparing his life was not so strange.
And up to this point, Lin Xuan still did not know which True Spirit he had encountered, but there was no doubt that this fellow was of the bird species.
Phoenix?
Golden Crow?
Or Vermilion Bird, Yellow Bird, even Bi Fang?
Thinking it over carefully, any of them was possible. Speaking of which, these avian True Spirits all had some relationship with one another, more or less, tangled and impossible to separate. So any one of them letting him go because of the Golden-Winged Great Peng's True Blood was entirely possible.
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan still felt