The matter of the Bloodline Divine Ability was settled, and no one asked any more about Merit.
For a while, wine splashed as they drank to their hearts' content.
Time passed. In the quiet courtyard, a cry rang out.
"Skree..."
The cry carried through the air, stirring a scorching wave of heat.
The heat swept over Yun Zhongzi, who said with delight, "Good... What a fine Nirvana Flame! Ren, keep refining the materials. I'll go forge the Investiture Altar!"
Ren nodded and continued pouring out flames. "Got it! I'll take my time refining these materials."
As he spoke, Ren used the Nine Secrets: Dou and shaped the Nirvana Flame into another blazing phoenix.
The phoenix cried out, swept up a pile of materials, and breathed scorching fire over them to refine them.
Under the intense heat, the precious materials quickly turned red. Some liquefied outright, releasing wisps of black smoke.
That smoke was the impurities within the materials—the very thing Ren meant to burn away.
Yun Zhongzi, who had been about to start forging, watched the two phoenixes refine the materials so quickly. Then he thought of the flames he could summon and felt a pang of misery.
Comparisons could be cruel. His flames simply weren't on the same level as Ren's.
Ren paid no mind to Yun Zhongzi's admiration. He kept using the Nine Secrets: Dou.
"Skree..."
Another phoenix appeared. It joined the first two, and together they took the positions of heaven, earth, and man, forming the Three Talents Formation.
The Primordial World held countless Formation Arrays. The Library Pavilion on Kunlun Mountain housed many teachings from the Interception Sect, which excelled at Formation Art. Ren had read plenty of them, and the Three Talents Formation was one of the basics.
But basic did not mean ordinary.