Besides those, there were several other things: several large buckets of fresh blood, red feathers, and a pile of blue scales.
Xue Fuyao looked at the vividly colored feathers. They were much prettier than the ones she had found in the cave earlier and had probably been plucked from the Phoenix. Judging by their number, could all the Phoenix's feathers have ended up with her? By comparison, there were far fewer scales.
"You had better not eat either kind of meat. Their attributes don't match yours, and eating too much will burden your body. Don't use the blood on yourself, either," Xie Yichu cautioned. "You could, however, take these things on a trip to the Demon Race. Their aquatic and avian clans should be willing to pay a high price for them."
"There are plenty of feathers, so you can use them to make robes. That Brocade Spider of yours with the awakened bloodline is a born tailor. Have it make your robes, and they'll fit you better than anything an artifact refiner could make. The scales can be refined into magic artifacts, or added as supplementary materials when refining magic artifacts to increase the power and durability of the spiritual artifacts."
At his words, Xue Fuyao nodded like a chick pecking at grain. She knew her master was saying all this for her own good.
But she did not truly have a wood spiritual root, so she could actually eat this flesh and blood without worrying at all about conflicting attributes.
Xie Yichu brought Xue Fuyao to the entrance of the Qiming Secret Realm. It was not yet time to leave, so the entrance was closed.
Besides Xue Fuyao, there were several others there, all senior members of other sects.
Surprise flashed through their eyes when they saw Xue