Alarm bells in Eldest Young Master Yun's mind kept ringing, "Ding, ding, ding."
Feng Jiuxiao seemed not to notice and merely turned toward Yun Zui.
"An Ancestral Fire Baptism will soon begin in the Nirvana Pool within our Phoenix Clan's secret realm."
"Once the ancestral pool opens, the nine-turn nirvana will condense a small quantity of true marrow. For our clan, it refines our true blood. For cultivators of other clans, it is also an exceedingly rare source essence of the fire Dao."
Yun Zui had still been looking rather languid, but her eyes lit up at the words "source essence of the fire Dao."
Feng Jiuxiao continued with a smile:
"If refined through nine-turn nirvana, the Heaven-Burning Drunken Flame could undergo at least one more transformation. It would suit Zui perfectly."
"Consider it an apology to the Yun Clan for drawing two of your prodigies into this affair."
"He" finally turned to address Yun Qing.
Yun Zui also looked back at her eldest brother, clearly tempted.
Yun Qing narrowed his eyes at the noble, handsome Feng Jiuxiao, who was currently all warmth and impeccable courtesy. His gaze grew even more complicated.
Of course he knew what this so-called "small quantity of true marrow" was. It was precious even to the Phoenix Clan itself. Never mind that the Yun Clan had none-even other powers across Heavenly Origin would struggle to obtain it.
The resources underpinning the Phoenix Clan's bloodline simply never flowed outside the clan.
Wait, he's actually giving it away?
Has this vain peacock of a phoenix really fallen for our Zui?!
A vein throbbed at his temple, and Eldest Young Master Yun prepared to refuse.
"We appreciate your kindness, Fellow Daoist Jiuxiao, but this is far too precious. A resource so fundamental to the Phoenix Clan-"
Feng Jiuxiao