Wutong Mountain

Chirp...

Amidst the pet panel, a clear cry rang out. Little Fire Phoenix flew straight out from the pet panel, its joyful appearance showing clearly that the intensely concentrated fire-type spiritual Qi of the Sea of Zhurong made it feel extremely comfortable. Fluttering its magnificent wings, Little Fire Phoenix soared high above the Sea of Zhurong, giving the impression of a fish back in water.

"The Phoenix Clan?" Seeing Little Fire Phoenix, Ying Qianshan exclaimed in awe. "I never expected Mr. Zhuge to also have a companion from the Phoenix Clan. Viewed this way, our trip to the Sea of Zhurong will go even more smoothly. I must say I've been to this Sea of Zhurong a few times, but because of the Phoenix Clan's hostility toward humans, I've never set foot in their territory. It seems I have a chance to ride your coattails today."

"My people's territory? I know where it is, Father, follow me." Little Fire Phoenix was in high spirits and looked utterly impatient as it spoke to Zhuge Xiang. Flapping its wings, it soared high and flew directly toward the heartland of the Sea of Zhurong.

Phoenixes were born as divine beings, capable of nirvana and rebirth, with ancestral inheritances flowing through their bloodlines. Upon arriving in this Sea of Zhurong, although Little Fire Phoenix could not sense the aura of kindred spirits, it somehow knew precisely where its people resided. This was much like elephants; even if they had never been there before, before dying, elephants would somehow know the way back to their birthplace.

Following behind Little Fire Phoenix, the three of them flew all the way. Unlike the countless aquatic cultivators of the Heavenly River, the Sea of Zhurong was the exact opposite. Within the crimson-red seawater, countless fire-attribute existences lived; even