"Forget it!"
Qin Feng shook his head and stopped paying attention to it, then lowered his gaze to Wuling Holy Land.
The Wuling Holy Land, once a paradise on earth, had vanished, replaced by an endless expanse of plains. Its disciples stared eagerly at the two immortal mountains.
They had already accepted incorporation into Great Qin, so it was only reasonable for them to live on Yingzhou Immortal Mountain.
Besides, Yingzhou Immortal Mountain had been refined from Wuling Holy Land itself, along with the treasures its treasury had accumulated over the years.
Chirp!!
A sharp bird cry rang through the heavens and earth, sending ripples through the surrounding void.
The Vermilion Bird spread its wings and soared into the sky, landing securely on Yingzhou Immortal Mountain. Then it rubbed its little head against Qin Feng in a fawning manner, utterly lacking the dignity one would expect of a Divine Beast like the Vermilion Bird.
What could it do?
It wanted to keep up its proud front, but Qin Feng had far too many treasures.
Whether it was the Nanming Lihuo from when they first met or the Yingzhou Immortal Mountain he had just refined, he had thoroughly taken this poor, helpless, little Vermilion Bird in hand.
"You little thing, you really don't hold back!"
Qin Feng agreed at once, without the slightest hesitation.
Now that he had struck Wuling Holy Land from the rolls, he could take the opportunity to bring the Vermilion Bird home and make it the guardian Divine Beast of the Qin family, forever guarding Yingzhou Immortal Mountain.
"Vermilion Bird, come back!"
Seeing that the Vermilion Bird was about to be lured away, Wuling Holy Land Master hurried forward anxiously to stop it.
They had already lost Wuling Holy Land and the treasury generations of their people