Ever since he had truly entered the world, Yan Ju's schedule had been packed full. Part of his time was spent at Emperor Yan's and Ting Yao's side, receiving their personal instruction. Every day, he also had to set aside two shichen to visit the Great Hall of Light of the Emperor Yan Tribe and cultivate the art of fire control under Zhurong.
Only a little time belonged to Yan Ju himself.
Yet Yan Ju enjoyed it.
To cultivate at Emperor Yan's and Ting Yao's side and receive their direct guidance was an opportunity countless people could only dream of.
And to be taught in the Hall of Light Palace by Zhurong, the Fire God—even if he was only a second-generation Fire God—was still an extraordinary blessing and opportunity.
Besides cultivating for a set amount of time, he also systematically studied with Ting Yao everything a Crown Prince needed to master: the divine lineages of the gods of heaven and earth, the origins of the various divine races, the customs and conditions of the ten directions, the origins of the many human and divine beings in the human tribes, as well as their standing within their tribes, cultivation methods, methods of governing subordinates, and more.
Explained in detail, such matters were dry and dull. Yet Yan Ju treated them as gossip falling into his ears and found them surprisingly fascinating.
Within Ting Yao's palace.
Yan Ju sat on a plain wooden stool, while Heng'e stood beside him.
After listening to this mother consort of his recount a secret matter concerning the gods, he could not help voicing the question in his heart.
"Mother Consort, your Aspect is a phoenix. Does that mean you also count as an innate divine being of the Phoenix Clan?"
On the phoenix throne in the