Beneath Heavenly Flame Mountain, beside a narrow path paved with bluestone, the ubiquitous power of fire spirits surged out of the earth's veins and drifted on the wind.
"Your Supreme Majesty, I've accomplished some of what I set out to do in the Fengming Clan. I'll be leaving today."
"I plan to travel for a while. When the time is right, I'll return."
"Your Majesty... take care."
Jiang Yan understood perfectly well that getting a wisp of Innate Flame from the Vermilion Bird Supreme beside him would be anything but easy. He had only been testing the waters. Seeing that he had gotten nowhere, he let the subject drop, changed his tone, and announced his departure instead.
After spending a year at the Crimson Flame Sword Sect, Jiang Yan could see that although the Fengming Clan had grown much stronger after three thousand years of recovery, it had yet to reach the height of its prosperity.
If so, the powerful, strange being hidden here would probably take quite some time to emerge and reap the Fengming Clan.
He figured there was little point in staying here. He might as well travel for a hundred years, try his luck elsewhere, or hunt lesser strange beings to build up his Weird Value. That would be better than waiting around at the Crimson Flame Sword Sect for nothing.
So he made a point of bidding the Vermilion Bird Supreme farewell.
At his words, Zhu Huangxi's eyes suddenly narrowed.
She stared straight at Jiang Yan for nearly half a quarter of an hour before turning her head and saying casually,
"If I told you I could give you a flower of Innate Flame—the Yin Ming Li Fire—would you no longer need to hurry off in search of other opportunities? Would you stay a little