This scene shocked everyone present. Be it He Qing, Ye Yuzhou, or Madam Ghost Child, everyone was startled, unable to figure out what was going on.
Zhao Jingyan's eyes were also wide open. She was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
Lin Jin sensed the power of the ashes in his hand. Truth be told, he could only see the ashes before but he had no idea what they were. This was also why Lin Jin wanted to grab them. Without touching them, he wouldn't know what they were.
Now, Lin Jin knew.
Under the mask, Lin Jin's expression was equally fascinating.
Visitor number eleven's menacing beast had shocked Lin Jin quite a bit. That was an extremely rare and powerful pet beast, but compared to visitor number twelve, it was nothing.
"A phoenix?"
Lin Jin was genuinely surprised.
To Lin Jin's knowledge, phoenixes were 'mythical beasts'. They were truly legendary existences. Of course, after coming to this world, Lin Jin had come across many rare beasts so it wasn't surprising to see a phoenix. However, this was his first time seeing one.
Moreover, this phoenix was dead.
A dead person was like an extinguished lamp. It should be the same for a dead pet beast. So why was there still an aura of ashes lingering on the blood contract owner?
Logically speaking, there shouldn't be any aura left.
What's more, Lin Jin could gather and retrieve it.
Staring at the scorching ashes in his hand, Lin Jin fell into deep thought.
Although he didn't ask, Lin Jin now had a rough idea of why this woman was in despair. No one would be happy about the death of such a rare pet beast.
What Lin Jin was looking at was the museum's information on 'phoenixes'. The museum could display the pet beast's original appearance. No doubt, this phoenix's aura was a little different from what Lin Jin had imagined.
Still, it wasn't bad. It had a powerful aura and its flaming feathers were somewhat similar to the Golden Crow Lin Jin had seen before. Initially, Lin Jin thought the phoenix was stronger than the Golden Crow, but after comparing it with the museum's data, he realized that while the phoenix was strong, it was still a far cry from the Golden Crow.
Lin Jin couldn't help but recall the Golden Crow he saw at the Nine-Heaven Realm. Back then, when the Golden Crow flew past, no beast dared to ambush it. This aura alone was unique.
Of course, this Phoenix was definitely not weak. Its grade was also high. It had reached Tier 5 before dying, which was quite impressive.
These thoughts merely flashed across Lin Jin's mind.
At the same time, everyone in the Visitation Hall was stunned by the Curator's method. Even Zhao Jingyan didn't dare to make a sound. Other than shock, she was more curious.
As Lin Jin held the scorching ashes in his hand, he could see that the sparks on the ashes were slowly diminishing. According to the museum, as long as there were sparks, a dead phoenix could still be reborn through Nirvana.
However, there was no such thing as Nirvana in this world. Lin Jin stared at the ashes in his hand. After a moment of thought, he said, "It was fate that brought us together. Since that's the case, I can't just watch you die like this. Forget it. It's not a big deal anyway. I'll give you a chance to rise to Nirvana."
Lin Jin said this to Ember in his hand.
Then, he clenched his fist and a majestic flame burst out from his hand. The heat forced everyone to take a step back.
The flames burned so brightly that the others shuddered in fear. None of them dared to come into contact with this kind of flame. If they even touched a little, they might not be able to survive. However, the Curator seemed unfazed. He continued to tighten his grip and strange cracking sounds could be heard. With each crack, sparks flew out and the heat and smoke increased.
However, the smoke didn't disperse. Instead, it gathered above his head in layers like rolling black clouds. Strangely, the smoke seemed to have a mind of its own.
"Condense!" Lin Jin shouted, abruptly increasing his strength.
He was obviously using his Dharma body. With the help of the Curator's mask, the Dharma body's strength was more than doubled. With this, he could barely borrow the power of the flames to condense the ashes.
After Lin Jin's roar, the ashes in his hand condensed into a ball under his immense strength. At the same time, the layers of smoke above his head began to rapidly shrink back into this ball.
This was a terrifying scene. No one had ever seen something like this before.
"The Curator is truly impressive. His supernatural powers are extraordinary." Ye Yuzhou and the others were completely convinced. Even if the Curator taught them step by step, they wouldn't be able to do it.
He Qing's eyes were already sparkling with stars.
"The Curator is clearly condensing that handful of ashes with his supernatural powers. But what is his purpose?" Black Crow was more concerned about the ball of burning flames in the Curator's hand.
Although it was wrapped in flames, the object in the center was glowing brighter, like a red-hot branding iron.
The others wanted to know the answer to this question too.
Once all the smoke and ashes were absorbed into the Curator's palm, the flames on it gradually subsided, revealing an object.
Everyone instinctively took a few steps forward to take a closer look. At this moment, what was in the Curator's hand was an egg.
It was a rather large egg, twice the size of a goose egg. But despite its size, it was still an egg, one that looked like it was condensed from flames.
No one else knew what this egg was. Even Zhao Jingyan, who was the closest to it, didn't know. However, she should have a guess. There was a look of shock on her face, but there was also a hint of expectation in her shock.
"Here." At that moment, Lin Jin handed the egg over to her. She received it in a panic like a frightened little girl.
If anyone who knew Zhao Jingyan were to witness this scene, their jaws would definitely drop.
The grand commander of the 'Phoenix Palace' had actually been frightened by someone. Moreover, she had even lost her head out of fear. This was because the former had been very casual with her, but her actions of receiving it were very careful, not daring to touch it.
Ignoring her, Lin Jin was enjoying himself. Earlier, he was borrowing Xiao Huo's Dharma body's flames to help the phoenix condense its nirvana body.
In other words, that egg.
To Lin Jin, it was beneficial for him as he absorbed quite a bit of the phoenix's flames. This was beneficial for strengthening Xiao Huo's Dharma body and enriching his Dragonfire.
In short, it was a win-win situation.
Of course, whether or not the phoenix could benefit from it depended on luck. Lin Jin had followed the museum's appraisal results to condense the 'nirvana body' and he had done a decent job.
But whether or not this egg could hatch and whether or not the dead phoenix could be reborn were all unknown. There was a chance of success, but there was also a chance of failure.
Of course, Lin Jin wouldn't say much about this now. She didn't ask either.
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