"Actually, it doesn't matter how many there are. Over the years, have you seen any mutant animal bones successfully blessed? Aside from a few seniors from decades ago, there haven't been any since."
"Ahem." Hall Master Zhao cleared his throat and coaxed Yingmi softly.
"It's okay. Just give me one this time and I'll send it to the Sect Master. I'll help you explore it first and let you know when I have any news."
After saying that, his eyes rolled again.
"But, be prepared. Like Aze, his dragon horns have been cut off piece by piece several times, and the sect leader only has a slight feeling about it."
What this means is that you should be prepared to be cut for a long time. There are many people who have been cut for several years here. These few years are just the beginning, and you are just getting started.
Yingmi wiped away her tears with a wronged look and began to sob.
"This feather crown has been with me since I was a child. It's so beautiful and dazzling. I don't even need to wear any jewelry on my head. It looks so beautiful, Master Zhao, don't you agree?"
"Yes, the peacock feather... the phoenix feather crown is truly extraordinary, naturally endowed with a noble aura. It truly surpasses all the jewelry in the world."
"So, I'm really reluctant to take some of it down, but in order to find the Phoenix, I really have to do it."
After saying that, Yingmi's hand slowly moved towards her crown.
Hall Master Zhao watched without blinking, and could hardly contain the joy in his heart.
"Master Zhao, is just a little enough? How much is fine?"
"That's right, just like dragon horn, a piece on the tip of your finger will do, or half a finger will do. It's just a primer, so you don't need too much at the beginning."
In fact, he was thinking about taking things slow and steady. He couldn't kill the chicken to get the eggs all at once. He had to take it slow and boil the frog in warm water. One would be enough. He was not greedy.
Just as she thought of this, Yingmi stretched out a hand in front of Master Zhao. Master Zhao looked at the three intact feather crowns on her head and was confused.
"Miss Ying, what are you doing?"
"I'll give you the feather crown."
"Where?"
"It's in my hand!"
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