A Small World belonging solely to Bai Yujun.
Bai Yujun reverted to her true form, a gigantic dragon. She clamped the phoenix's wing in her jaws. The ancient phoenix was far too large; Bai Yujun carrying it looked a little like a puppy at the village entrance dragging home a rooster much bigger than itself, stubbornly hauling the phoenix back.
The phoenix was primarily fiery red, accented with many colors.
Legend said it was a bird of pure flame, the essence of yang. When it appeared, the world knew great peace. Its tongue curled and stretched, its feathers gleamed with color, its crown was square and vermilion, its spurs sharp and hooked. Its cry was stirring; when walking, it sang "Returning in Joy," when still, "Lifting Support," at night, "How Fine," at dawn, "Celebrating the World," and in flight, "Langdu." It ate only wutong fruit and bamboo seeds.
Even after falling, it remained breathtakingly beautiful. It was hard to imagine how enchanting it must have been while soaring through the skies in life.
Bai Yujun remembered that phoenixes loved nesting in wutong trees. They did not die, and could undergo Nirvana Rebirth through flames.
Bai Yujun was poor. Little Broken Ball World had no Wutong Tree.
But making a volcano was easy enough.
She only needed to find a suitable spot, dig a pit, and draw up fierce earthfire. The ancient phoenix's corpse was too heavy. The reason she intended to roast it was also because the phoenix corpse differed somewhat from the other Gods and Devils remains. Since that was the case, she might as well give it a chance. At the very least, she could not let such a beautiful and rare divine beast vanish just like that. Perhaps it was the sympathy of fellow endangered species.
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