In the Ancient Age, ordinary humans had obtained the Phoenix Fire Seed. It was not unheard of. Of course, these people were all people with heaven-defying luck.
If Mo Wen could obtain the Phoenix Fire Seed, he could cultivate the legendary Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix. In the future, when the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix was strong enough, it could even devour the Spiritless Clean Fire and merge the two.
"Miss Huang 'er, although the Phoenix Fire Seed is precious, you should know that if you can use the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill to achieve atavism, you can nurture an even higher level Phoenix Fire Seed. Even if you fail, the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill is far more important to the Phoenix Clan than a Phoenix Fire Seed, "Mo Wen said plainly.
Mo Wen said plainly. Since he dared to raise such a condition, he naturally had confidence.
"You know everything?" Cai Huang 'er's expression changed slightly. This person already knew why she wanted the concoction method of the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill.
Indeed, the concoction method of the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill was very useful to the Phoenix Clan. It could even change the current situation of the Phoenix Clan. It was far more important than a Phoenix Fire Seed.
"So, our deal is reasonable. It is not too much," Mo Wen said plainly.
The Phoenix race was a race that was born in primordial times. Their history was even older than some desolate beasts. But now, with the passage of time and the vicissitudes of time, the inheritance of the Phoenix bloodline was very different from that of primordial times.
Even the noblest Heavenly Fire Phoenix was very different from the Phoenix of the Immemorial Age.
Cai Huang 'er wanted the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill because she wanted to use the pure Desolate Qi in the Desolate Blood Mysterious Pill to continuously temper her physique. Finally, her bloodline would improve and achieve the effect of atavism.
The Immemorial Phoenix was now a legend among legends.
Cai Huang 'er looked at Mo Wen with a complicated gaze. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and said, "Alright, I agree."
She knew that since this young man knew the importance of the Desolate Blood Xuan Core to the Phoenix Clan, he wouldn't give it to her so easily. It was even possible that he would offer a higher price. A Phoenix Fire Seed was still within her acceptable range. Although this was sacrificing herself, she was willing to make the sacrifice for the Phoenix Clan.
Mo Wen smiled and shamelessly said, "And the Black Phoenix Plume. Treat it as a gift and give it to me as well."
Cai Huang 'er was annoyed. Looking at Mo Wen's smiling face made her want to punch him.
A beam of colorful light shone from the mountain peak, enveloping Mo Wen and Cai Huang 'er. The entire mountain peak was enveloped in layers of colorful halos.
After an unknown period of time, a beautiful phoenix cry suddenly rang out from within the rainbow light. A huge golden phoenix flew out from within the rainbow light, then spread its wings and streaked across the sky in a beautiful arc before disappearing into the distance.
"Mo Wen, you are now considered half a member of the Phoenix Clan. If you dare to harm the Phoenix Clan in the future, I will not let you off."
The voice came from the distant horizon and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
On the mountain peak, the colorful light gradually dissipated. Mo Wen, dressed in white, was still standing in his original spot.
"Why would I harm your Phoenix Clan for no reason? Just don't provoke me."
Mo Wen rolled his eyes. He knew that Cai Huang 'er was just very unwilling. How could she not care about her phoenix fire seed? If her atavism failed, it would be impossible for her to give birth to another phoenix fire seed in this lifetime.
"A Golden Phoenix among the Heavenly Flame Phoenixes. Tsk tsk, what luck."
Mo Wen slowly extended a hand. A wisp of golden flame appeared in his palm. This was the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix, a Heavenly Fire level flame. However, the amount of Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix that Mo Wen currently controlled was too little. Compared to the Spiritless Clean Fire, there was still a large gap. However, as time passed and his cultivation grew, the advantages of the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix would be completely revealed.
Moreover, if he could cultivate the Heavenly Fire of the Phoenix to a mature state, he could even obtain the remarkable power of the Nirvana of the Phoenix.
…
The Alliance Convention finally ended. The battle for the medicinal pills at the auction also came to an end. The ten Desolate Blood Mysterious Pills were all auctioned off, and Mo Wen had directly swept away more than five billion Vital Stones.
This amount of Vital Stones could be said to be an astronomical figure. Many tribes' tens of thousands of years of heritage had been squeezed out by him.
When Hu Luxue handed over the Vital Stones to him, his eyes were a little red. Five billion Vital Stones. What kind of concept was that? Even if they sold their Hu Yang Tribe, they would not be worth that much. Just this amount of wealth alone was far more valuable than the top ten tribes in the alliance.
In the next few days, Mo Wen stayed in Yan Que City. It was because he knew that if he returned to the Ula Tribe, he would very likely implicate them. That was because the Blood Ying Tribe would definitely be watching him at all times. In fact, as soon as he left Yan Que City, he would be followed.
"Brother Mo Wen, are you really preparing to head to Moyang City alone? Aren't you going with our alliance? "
On the city wall, Ji Tong looked at the figure in white who was standing with his hands behind his back. His eyes were a little surprised.
Right now, everyone knew that the people of the Blood Ying Tribe would definitely be watching him. As soon as he left Yan Que City, they would immediately attack him. Only when Mo Wen set off with the team of the alliance would the Blood Ying Tribe have some reservations. Only then could he ensure his own safety.
However, he was actually preparing to head to Moyang City alone. Was he not worried about the threat of the Blood Ying Tribe?
"I'll go alone, carefree and unfettered. I'll meet up with you all at Moyang City," Mo Wen said with a smile.
Instead of setting off with dozens of people from the alliance, he might as well go alone. On the surface, it was indeed much safer to travel with the people from the alliance. However, on the other hand, following a large group of people would make him a bigger target. The Blood Ying Tribe would constantly create obstacles and disturbances along the way. That would also be quite troublesome. He did not like the feeling of being tied down. Furthermore, the trouble was caused by him.
So, he might as well go alone. He would be free and at ease. When the time came, he could just meet up at Moyang City.
"Big Brother Mo Wen, the Blood Ying Tribe will definitely not let him off. Right now, there are spies from the Blood Ying Tribe everywhere outside Yan Que City. It is too dangerous for you to travel alone. Anyway, everyone is rushing to Moyang City. Isn't it better to go together? " Hu Luluo said somewhat anxiously. He clearly knew that the Blood Ying Tribe had set up an inescapable net outside. Why would he still jump into the pit? Wasn't that a fool?
"Don't worry. The Blood Ying Tribe cannot do anything to me. I know what I am doing," Mo Wen said with a smile.
He had already made up his mind. As for the people of the Blood Ying Tribe, he could not afford to offend them. Could it be that he could not hide from them?
If he wanted to run, who could stop him?
Seeing that Mo Wen was so resolute, the few of them did not know how to persuade him. Ji Tong looked at Mo Wen. He wanted to say something but stopped. In the end, he remained silent. Perhaps these preliminary cultivators did not even need to worry about them. Mo Wen's position was even higher and further than yours. You still need to worry about him? Isn't that a joke?
"This is a cultivation experience that I accidentally obtained. It records in detail the process of cultivation from the Primordial Soul Realm to the Divine Illusionary Realm. It also contains some descriptions of self-realization. I will give it to you. I hope it will be of some use to you."
Mo Wen flicked his wrist and a few crystal balls appeared in his hand. These crystal balls were special items that were refined in the Immortal Cultivation world. They had very strong memory functions and could store large amounts of information.
He was not a petty person. Since he had come to the 72 Tribes Alliance, it was also a kind of fate. This kind of cultivation experience and detailed description of the cultivation system might be sloppy and ordinary in Mo Wen's eyes. However, among the tribes that lived in the wastelands, it was rather rare. It could even be said that it was incomplete. This was because their ancestors had never passed down a complete inheritance.
Ji Tong's eyes lit up. She was very excited. She had not expected that Mo Wen would give her such a big surprise before he left.
The reason why their alliance did not have any Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivators, or even great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm in ten thousand years, was because they did not know the path ahead. There was no one to guide them, so they were always confused.
This cultivation experience could very possibly help their alliance cultivate more Supreme Profundity Realm immortal cultivators. They might even cultivate great attainment of the Supreme Profundity Realm or Divine Illusionary Realm immortal cultivators.
The reason why the Blood Ying Tribe was so powerful was because their cultivation system was perfect. This kind of thing was the highest opportunity for any tribe and would definitely not be passed down to outsiders.
However, Mo Wen had casually given them a copy. One could imagine the importance of this gift.
Ji Tong and the Hu Clan brothers looked at the crystal balls and were extremely excited. They opened their mouths to say something, but Mo Wen waved his hand. "Let's meet in Moyang City." Then, he became a beam of blue flowing light and instantly flew out of Yan Que City, disappearing into the horizon in the blink of an eye.
"This fellow actually still has a bit of humanity. Is there something wrong with his brain?"
In another direction, a graceful figure suddenly appeared. It was none other than Cai Huang 'er. In her eyes, Mo Wen did not seem like a good person. Instead, he seemed like a despicable and shameless person.
"I hope I don't see that disgusting face in Moyang City again."
Cai Huang 'er snorted coldly in her heart. Her small face was tense, as though she was especially unwilling to see Mo Wen.
A beam of colorful light flew out of the city. Then, it became a beam of flowing light and flew out of the city. One after the other, she and Mo Wen also left Yan Que City.
"That is, High Ambassador …"
Ji Tong, who was standing on the city wall, laughed bitterly. It was very obvious that the High Ambassador had also left first. Were these preliminary cultivators all so solitary?
Moyang City was the only immortal cultivator city at the entrance of the Vast Yang Immortal Abode. This could be said to be the gathering place for immortal cultivators. It was rather prosperous. Immortal cultivators could be seen everywhere in the city. Especially on the opening day of the immortal noble's historical abode, immortal cultivators from all over would gather here, waiting for the opening of the immortal noble's historical abode.
In the thirteen wastelands and the five seas, immortal cultivators from all walks of life gathered.
An immortal cultivator faction like the 72 Tribes Alliance was just a very, very small group in Moyang City.
After Mo Wen obtained a map to Moyang City from Hu Luxue, he prepared to go there alone.
Outside Yan Que City, in a desolate and uninhabited mountain forest, there was a temporary, simple wooden hut. Two elders were sitting cross-legged on a bed. In the middle of the hut was a chessboard, and they were playing Go.
"Guile, you actually needed me to come to deal with an intermediate stage Supreme Profundity Realm immortal cultivator. When did you become so lacking in confidence?"
An elder in a white robe nagged as he played.
As for the other elder, it was none other than Guile of the Blood Ying Tribe.
(To be continued.)
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