Chapter 582: Goodbye, Feng Qing

"NinePhoenixYoungChief is truly remarkable—actually obtaining the Bodhi Heart!"

"My heavens, no wonder NinePhoenixYoungChief is so exceptional."

"Heh, I knew it. After all, our Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan has always dwelled near divine trees—this Bodhi Ancient Tree naturally chose NinePhoenixYoungChief. When NinePhoenixYoungChief emerges from seclusion, our clan will be invincible, even unafraid of Dou Emperor Families."

"Heh, when NinePhoenixYoungChief returns, he'll likely become Clan Leader outright."

Hearing this, EaglePhoenix nodded in agreement—after all, Clan Leader doesn't have to step down only upon death; with Huang Tian's current talent, upon emerging he would likely reach Five-Star Late Dou Sheng, needing more time to push toward Six-Star or even break through to Seven-Star to achieve Bloodline Ancestral Return and reach the level of ancient Heaven Phoenix royalty, leaving him no time to manage Clan affairs.

Upon hearing the Supreme Elder's revelation, the young members of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan each flickered a strange look in their eyes, beginning to harbor secret intentions.

If the Young Clan Leader position were to be reselected, then they too would have a chance to compete. Yet some held other thoughts—after all, Feng Qing'er was Holy Maiden, but she could also run for Young Clan Leader.

If one could curry favor with Feng Qing'er—or even marry her—status would naturally rise, granting access to greater resources.

Seeing their varied motives, EaglePhoenix drained his cup and said: "Let me warn you—if Young Clan Leader is reselected, it's essentially already decided that Qing'er will take it. Don't even dream of it. Focus on your cultivation. Don't rely on the Young Clan Leader's status to enter BiLuoHeaven—strive to earn the right to enter BiLuoHeaven yourself."

Upon being reminded by EaglePhoenix, the others quickly nodded in agreement—indeed, with Feng Qing'er's current strength and bloodline level, her position as Young Clan Leader was certain. They were merely ordinary geniuses of the clan, utterly unable to match Feng Qing'er who had used the Wild Beast Heavenly Spirit Pill.

"Huh? No wine left. Waiter, bring more wine!" Upon noticing his flask was empty, Huang He shouted loudly—but no one responded.

"Man, Huang He, you've drunk yourself stupid. This place mutes sound—you have to go over there." Another Heavenly Demon Phoenix youth walked to the door, opened it, and just as a man in a waiter's uniform passed by, he called out: "Hey, waiter, bring us the best brew your inn has."

"Ah, yes, sir, please wait a moment."

After the door closed, the humble waiter slowly straightened his posture, revealing a knowing smile as he gazed into the room.

If any Soul Palace Archlord were here, he would be utterly stunned—because this waiter's face was identical to the Tenth Archlord's!

"Heh heh, these Heavenly Demon Phoenix folk still talk so big. But they really do have abundant resources. Sigh, what a pity—if Dragon Island hadn't split, Zi Yan would've gifted me countless Secret Realms and legacies; I wouldn't need to run around chasing them myself."

This waiter was none other than Xiao Yan.

"I wonder what's happened to Zi Yan. After I refine the Bodhi Heart, I should have enough power to help her unify Dragon Island." Xiao Yan couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for that little girl who once chattered beside him.

Xiao Yan roughly estimated that the Bodhi Heart should raise his cultivation by one star—then he'd be Two-Star Dou Sheng, and the Dou Qi Continent would be wide open. Helping Zi Yan unify Dragon Island should pose no problem.

"Heh heh heh, if BiLuoHeaven lets me break through to Three-Star Dou Saint, that'd be fantastic." But Xiao Yan knew it was impossible—the gap between Dou Saints was too vast; ordinary Secret Realms couldn't provide such immense energy. Even with a Heavenly Rank Advanced Grade Cultivation Method, if the energy within the Secret Realm wasn't pure enough, it wouldn't work.

Why is Half-Saint called Half-Saint? Because this realm is only equivalent to half a star of a One-Star Dou Saint. Even Half-Saint has three tiers—imagine how vast the energy gap between Dou Saints must be.

"BiLuoHeaven must be like Dragon Island's Void Thunder Pool and Jiu You Huang Quan—a special body-refining ground. The energy is too violent for cultivation, yet it's always open to clan disciples for physical refinement."

Xiao Yan naturally overheard their conversation; after eavesdropping, he quickly understood what BiLuoHeaven was. Jiu You Huang Quan was a water-type body-refining ground; Void Thunder Pool was lightning-type; BiLuoHeaven was fire-type—a Secret Realm perfectly suited for Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan smiled with delight. The ancients said Phoenixes were Spirit Beasts that brought good fortune—indeed, the ancients never lied.

One day later, after some rest, the One-Star Dou Saint EaglePhoenix opened a rift in space and departed beyond the Huang Quan Shan Mai.

The Huang Quan Mountain Range was guarded by a space barrier set by the Nine Underworld Earth Snake Clan—no Dou Saint, not even a One-Star Dou Saint, could freely tear open space to travel; one had to fly out of the mountain range before tearing space.

With a Dou Saint guiding them, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix group quickly returned to their clan's territory. They formed hand seals, unlocking a space lock that revealed a void world; they entered and vanished.

Long after, a dark shadow stepped out of the void, staring at the empty space before him. Xiao Yan shook his head. Once, Feng Qing'er had guided him; now, without her, he'd have to infiltrate alone.

Meow! ~o(=∩ω∩=)m

At this moment, Mao Wu—now evolved into Heavenly Emperor Fire—emerged from the void and plopped onto Xiao Yan's head, opening his mouth to meow.

"Your turn."

Meow meow! (Leave it to me!)

Huh—Mao Wu spat out a jet of pitch-black flame. After all, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan was currently the strongest Magical Beast Family on the Dou Qi Continent—its ancestral grounds' Little World seal was naturally unbreakable.

If Mao Wu were still Earth Sub Flame, it might take time—but with Heavenly Emperor Fire's Void Swallowing Flame, it was effortless.

Soon, a silent black hole appeared.

"Evolved indeed." Xiao Yan's Space Manipulation was far inferior to Mao Wu's.

Xiao Yan could've gone to the Gu Clan—they likely had similar sacred grounds too. But in the Gu Clan, he'd be restricted everywhere; at the very least, he couldn't act recklessly. After all, the Gu Clan was Xun Er's natal family—he couldn't afford to wreck things there.

But the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan? Who cared if he broke things!

"It's been a while since I wore a Soul Robe. Heh heh heh." Xiao Yan smirked slyly and slipped on the Tenth Archlord's Soul Robe.

Inside the PhoenixNestSecretRealm of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, a graceful figure in a seven-colored robe sat cross-legged, her back crowned by a vast, lifelike SevenColorHeavenlyPhoenixShadow. Though lacking the nobility of the ancient Heaven Phoenix, it carried an eerie aura—yet among the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, this SevenColorHeavenlyPhoenixShadow was already of extremely high rank.

Who else could it be but Feng Qing'er?

As Feng Qing'er breathed in and out, strands of blood qi slowly seeped from the RedCrystalStone beside her, drifting into the SevenColorHeavenlyPhoenixShadow, which absorbed them and transformed them into pure bloodline energy that seeped into Feng Qing'er's body, gradually strengthening her Bloodline Power and Cultivation Realm.

Feng Qing'er's status now far surpassed her initial arrival at the Wind and Thunder Pavilion. Aside from the three Dou Saint Supreme Elders and Clan Leader Huang Tian, she stood above all other Heavenly Demon Phoenix members—resources were never lacking.

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Feng Qing'er opened her eyes, her delicate brows furrowing. For no reason, a sudden sense of unease gripped her heart.

"What's wrong? Why this sudden anxiety? Could it be I've been pushing too hard in cultivation?" She placed her jade hand on her chest, pondered for a moment, her beautiful eyes clouded with worry—but finding no cause, she dismissed it, resumed cultivation briefly, then exited her seclusion.

A fragrant breeze arrived before the person did—already sensing beauty and grace.

"It's Miss Feng Qing'er!"

"What 'Miss'? Now you must call her Princess!"

As Feng Qing'er emerged from the Secret Realm, every Heavenly Demon Phoenix youth preparing to enter stood instantly, hands at their sides, bowing respectfully.

Feng Qing'er appeared from the space rift—scented mist drifting, petals swirling—within a blink, she stood before the Guang Chang, clad in a seven-hued robe.

Her eyes now cold and clear, her noble face radiating confidence. Since shedding the Asura Slave Seal, Feng Qing'er seemed reborn—her gaze carried back the old confidence and pride.

Naturally tall, her long jade legs drew attention; her silk robe cinched at the waist, outlining her perfect curves. Her face bloomed like peach blossoms, glowing with vitality, her powdered cheeks delicate as if they could be pierced by breath—exquisitely beautiful.

"Cousin Qing'er, it seems your trial in the Phoenix Nest has brought new breakthroughs—congratulations indeed." Seeing her emerge, several high-ranking disciples approached.

Feng Qing'er's gaze fell on the man before her. She nodded slowly, her tone calm: "Brother Huang He, long time no see."

"Heh, I've been busy lately and couldn't visit you. Just returned from a mission with Elder EaglePhoenix, earned some rewards, and came straight here to cultivate in the Phoenix Nest."

Feng Qing'er gave no special reaction—missions were routine, and she'd only just emerged herself.

As Feng Qing'er prepared to leave, she suddenly frowned—she sensed something strange. She turned toward one side of the Guang Chang and saw a figure clad in a Black Robe, hood obscuring his face, leaning against a stone pillar.

Though his face was hidden, Feng Qing'er's intuition was sharp—and for some reason, the sight of the Black Robe stirred a sense of familiarity.

It wasn't the robe itself—pure black robes were common. What felt familiar was the figure beneath it—she felt she'd seen that silhouette somewhere before.

Seeing Feng Qing'er's delicate brows furrow as she stared at one spot, countless clan youths watching her naturally turned to look too.

"Who is that? Why is he dressed so strangely?"

"What's strange about it? Some families in the clan favor darkness and always wrap themselves up."

"Huh? I can't sense anything—his Soul Force is blocking me."

In an instant, because Feng Qing'er frowned, many half-transformed bird-people across the Guang Chang began whispering among themselves.

With Feng Qing'er's current status and strength, a single glance could decide countless things.

Seeing Feng Qing'er frown, several disciples who harbored feelings for her rushed forward at once, surrounding the black-robed figure, each vying to leave even a faint impression on the goddess.

"Hey, which family are you from? State your name."

"Take off that black robe—the Princess wants to see you."

In an instant, several young men, fully transformed and at Seven Rank or Eight Rank, locked onto the black-robed figure.

At this moment, across the Guang Chang outside the Phoenix Nest, many disciples from other vassal families of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan stared toward the black-robed figure; all held their breath, countless disciples secretly anticipating what would happen next.

Whether beast or human, all love to watch drama—they never mind if things get bigger.

Strangely, the black-robed figure paid no attention to being surrounded, ignoring them entirely, leaning against the stone pillar as he gazed at the mysterious space before him, sealed by immense power.

The Phoenix Nest is a Trial Secret Realm of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan, similar to the Tian Fen Lian Qi Ta—passing the Trial grants one Blood Qi Crystals to accelerate Cultivation. The small world before us, sealed by immense power, is BiLuoHeaven; the Phoenix Nest is merely one of many Cultivation sites within BiLuoHeaven.

Hearing these words, the black-robed figure didn't even lift his eyelids, and said slowly: "You're blocking my view."

This dismissive attitude enraged the disciples who had hoped to impress Feng Qing'er; their faces flushed crimson, their expressions deeply embarrassed, eyes flashing with anger.

"Hmph, let's see which vassal family's prodigy you are, pretending to be mysterious here!" Huang He's face turned icy as he spoke coldly.

After all, the Heavenly Demon Phoenix Clan is a vast race—just look at the three Sage Emperors: Ying Zhuang, Kun Huang, and Feng Huang—there are many branches.

"Before my mood turns worse, get out of my way." A hoarse voice emerged from beneath the Hood.

"Who do you think you are!" The black-robed figure's words sparked outrage; many disciples glared at him furiously.

But Feng Qing'er, watching from afar, tightened her brows further; though she had never heard this voice before, for some reason, when it spoke, she felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity—as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"Fine, let's see what kind of skill you really have!" At that moment, a young man, fully transformed and at Nine-Star Dou Zong, his eyes flashed—he formed Ying Zhua and lunged straight for the Hood.

Seeing someone strike first, the disciples surrounding the black-robed figure all felt their hearts sink, and they too moved in unison, each scrambling to impress Feng Qing'er.

(End of Chapter)