"Give up everything?!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's solution, the Nanming Fire Spirit, which had been trembling with joy, suddenly calmed down as if a bucket of water had been poured over it, and its gaze toward Feng Bingwen became somewhat strange.
High in the sky, the Golden Crow, which had been fighting with the Southern Ming Fire that had transformed into a Vermilion Bird, stirred up a raging fire wave that stretched for hundreds of miles, rushing towards where Feng Bingwen stood, wanting to engulf him and burn him to ashes, leaving not even a trace.
"Don't listen to this human's nonsense, he's lying to you!"
Seeing a small golden crow, identical in appearance to him, flutter out from his shoulder, and the young Taoist standing calmly amidst the waves of flames formed by the true fire of the sun, the golden crow, transformed from the true fire, glared fiercely at him.
"You haven't even tried it, so how can you accuse me of deceiving you?"
Feng Bingwen didn't take it to heart. After all, he was a spirit that evolved from the fire of Nanming, so his temperament was relatively peaceful and he was able to communicate.
Although it would pose a threat to Feng Bingwen, given its thirst for freedom, Feng Bingwen was confident that he could easily control it, so he was not worried about fighting with it.
The only thing that would harbor malice towards him is the Golden Crow, which evolved from the True Fire of the Sun. Unfortunately, Feng Bingwen has already mastered the power that shares the same origin as the Golden Crow, and he only needs to send out its companion fire spirit to entangle it.
How do I try it?
The prospect of escaping the cage and gaining freedom was far too tempting for the spirit of Nanming Lihuo, even though Feng Bingwen's words were extremely horrifying.
The Vermilion Bird, however, did not want to let it go easily. It had been here for too long and did not want to stay any longer. If it could really leave, it would be willing to give up all its power for it.
But the premise is that the method found by the human race is truly feasible, and not a deception.
"I have found a method for reincarnation. If you don't mind, you can study it for a while!"
Feng Bingwen spoke frankly with the Vermilion Bird before him, revealing half of the reincarnation secret technique he had comprehended from the Netherworld Path. To say that he had comprehended it was actually Feng Bingwen trying to glorify himself; it was just a hodgepodge of information, since he had indeed seen far too many secret techniques.
"this……"
Zhuque was somewhat surprised by Feng Bingwen's generosity. Under the temptation of freedom, she did not resist at all and accepted the spiritual information transmitted by Feng Bingwen. In a short while, she read through the contents and, after a little reflection, vaguely understood the principles behind them.
"I see!"
The divine bird, perched atop the Flaming Sacred Tree, appeared thoughtful. However, the thought of having to relinquish the power it had accumulated over countless years to escape its predicament filled it with immense resentment.
"But this method is too cruel. Is there really no other way but to abandon everything?"
"Let me make you aware that this secret realm is a cage for you. You are allowed to enter but not to leave. If you wish to leave, you must abandon this body of true fire. Otherwise, no matter how profound my method is, it will not be able to help you achieve your wish."
How could this be?
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Zhuque was stunned, but she already believed seven or eight parts of what Feng Bingwen said. Having been trapped here for so long, she had long regarded this place as a prison, so she naturally agreed with Feng Bingwen's description of it as a prison.
"Fellow Daoist, would you be willing to give it a try?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a smile, indicating that the Vermilion Bird was already interested.
The reason he revealed the method was precisely this: what good is knowing the way to liberation when one is trapped in a cage? Without his help as an outsider, how can one send the spirit out of the secret realm, and how can one find a suitable being to reincarnate?
“Of course I’m willing to try, but I see that once my spirituality is stripped away by your wonderful method, I will have no power to resist and will be at your mercy.”
The Vermilion Bird voiced its concerns. Although the human cultivator before it appeared extremely open and honest, even revealing the wondrous techniques it had acquired at an unknown cost, it was not foolish enough to entrust its own safety to a human cultivator.
"Fellow Daoist, do you not trust me?"
Feng Bingwen asked with a warm smile, noting that the way the two addressed each other had undergone a fundamental change.
"There's absolutely no need for that!"
"Don't listen to this human's lies, Nanli, let's go, he can't do anything to us!"
The golden crow, formed from true fire, listened to the conversation and immediately understood. He couldn't do anything to the Taoist, but he could find a way to take away his friend who had been with him for countless years.
"I confess that my diligent efforts are for the purpose of obtaining your true fire bodies."
Feng Bingwen chose to expose himself again. He was acting in a righteous manner, so why would he need to resort to underhanded methods? Being open and honest would be more likely to gain the trust of the Spirit of True Fire.
"Nanli, look, this human is just as despicable, shameless, and greedy as I remember. He has already revealed his plans. Aren't you coming with me? If not, we will join forces and turn him to ashes, so that he can no longer bewitch us!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, Jinwu immediately began to roar.
Little did it know that after the Spirit of Nanming Fire learned of Feng Bingwen's goal, it felt somewhat relieved. It was good that there was a motive; it would be abnormal if there wasn't. It didn't believe that it would encounter a human saint who was selfless towards other races.
"Fellow Daoist, you truly harbor ill intentions. You seek this method of reincarnation merely to facilitate the seizure of my True Fire Body! So brazenly, do you think you have me cornered?"
The Vermilion Bird gazed at Feng Bingwen, pure white true fire dancing on its body, the surging heat waves it emitted faintly scorching the void. However, this place was too special, even with the intense true fire, it could only be slightly distorted.
"No, I just wanted to discuss this with you. In my opinion, this is a win-win situation. You will gain your freedom and I will gain the True Fire. If you are not willing, I will leave now and will not nag you."
Feng Bingwen said with a smile, ignoring the Nanming Li Fire that terrified countless demons. With the Yuxu Immortal Cauldron in his arms, he could run away at any time.
Although this magical artifact seems unreliable most of the time, it is actually very dependable when it comes to crucial moments.
"Mutual benefit? I'm afraid only you will benefit. If I grant you permission to use my method, you will be at my mercy. This method does not suit my taste!"
Seeing Feng Bingwen's unchanging expression, Zhuque pondered that since the human before her could find such a wonderful method in such a short time, he could also borrow such a powerful spiritual treasure. His background must be extraordinary.
"No, let me make you understand, fellow Daoist. My trip down the mountain this time is to help my senior sister find a suitable disciple. Even if you abandon this body of true fire and reincarnate as a human with only your spiritual essence, your aptitude will surely be excellent, meeting my senior sister's requirements. You should be able to become my senior sister's disciple and cultivate the supreme Dao of Alchemy!"
"Reincarnated as a spirit and then placed under your tutelage? You truly have a clever plan! My fire spirit has probably been perfectly arranged by you, leaving me no room for maneuver!"
Even the Vermilion Bird, with its peaceful state of mind, couldn't help but feel a little restless at this moment. Even mortals tire of being manipulated by others, let alone a spirit of true fire that is almost born of nature.
Listening to Feng Bingwen's words, it was clear that he had arranged everything perfectly, both for its current form and its future reincarnation!
"What dissatisfaction do you have, fellow Daoist?"
Feng Bingwen's smile remained unchanged.
"Since I am reincarnated as a spirit, why should I be born into the human race? Can such a naturally weak race bear my spirit? Can't I choose between the dragon and phoenix races?"
"If it is a dragon with a mottled bloodline, I can make arrangements for you, but if it is a true dragon or phoenix with a pure bloodline, I advise you not to have any wild ideas."
"Since you desire my body of true fire, you should offer your assistance. If I am to be reincarnated, I will naturally be accepted into a great clan of heaven and earth. As for the small clans where even bloodline inheritance is difficult, then let's not mention them!"
"What you seek, fellow Daoist, is exactly what my human race desires. Now, with the changing of the ages, my human race is flourishing and will rule the world!"
"Nonsense, utterly nonsensical!"
Upon hearing Feng Bingwen's words, the Golden Crow, who was locked in battle with his companion fire spirit, immediately let out a cold snort.
His hostility stemmed from this; in his memory, the Golden Crow race were the true rulers of heaven and earth. But now, a human, whom he considered utterly despicable and unworthy even to be food for the Golden Crows, had appeared and was speaking to him.
Humanity now reigns supreme over heaven and earth, while the Golden Crow race is a thing of the past. How could he possibly tolerate this? Even though he wasn't a true Golden Crow, his source of power still came from the Golden Crow.
"The Supreme Dao I cultivate is the number one immortal sect of the human race, and my senior sister is one of the best in her generation in terms of alchemy. Even ten generations ago, she would have been among the top. If you were to be reincarnated and become my senior sister's disciple, it would be an immense blessing, with the prospect of longevity. It would be far better than the predicament you are currently in!"
Feng Bingwen was truly sincere at this moment.
However, the two fire spirits before them had been trapped here since childhood. Although they had inherited some memories, those memories were from the ancient times when the demon race was still illustrious.
They had no memory of the period when humanity rose to power, and their understanding of humanity's strength was limited to Feng Bingwen's accounts and the strength he himself had demonstrated.
Even though Feng Bingwen claimed that the Supreme Dao was the number one immortal sect of the human race, it could not sway the spirit of Nanming Lihuo. In his heart, he still chose the Dragon and Phoenix clans.
If it could choose again, it would naturally want to be reincarnated as the Vermilion Bird, which would suit its heart perfectly. However, it did not make this request because it knew that it was impossible.
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need to say more. The human race is inherently weak and is not a good choice for me. I wish to transform into a Vermilion Bird. Fellow Daoist, you may choose a bird with Vermilion Bird blood for me!"
"Fellow Daoist, do you look down on my Supreme Dao?"
Feng Bingwen maintained his smile, but it now carried an inexplicable hint of gloom and sinister intent.
"I am trapped here and have never heard of the Supreme Dao. I thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist!"
The Vermilion Bird shook its head in refusal, no matter how eloquently the human before it spoke, even though it believed that the human race had risen to prominence and occupied a place in this world, it still subconsciously rejected it.
"A wild mountain spirit, unaware of the Supreme Being, is truly laughable."
A mocking voice rang out from Feng Bingwen, but it wasn't Feng Bingwen speaking. Instead, it came from the Imperial Void Cauldron, which had been hiding in his dantian, listening to their conversation and could no longer hold back.
This celestial artifact trembled slightly within Feng Bingwen's dantian, stirring up ripples of celestial light that surged forth from Feng Bingwen's body and swept across the entire secret realm.
An indescribable divine might enveloped the entire secret realm. Because this place was set up by ancient gods, even a spiritual artifact could not directly break through the barrier of this secret realm—of course, if a cultivator of suitable cultivation were to activate it, that would be a different story.
However, even if Feng Bingwen's cultivation level is not up to par, bringing this immortal artifact in is enough to bully these flames that have developed sentience.
The key to this is to get this magical artifact moving on its own. Unless he faces a life-or-death crisis, Feng Bingwen can only bicker with it, but without the ability to command it, it won't give him any face.
"A Heaven-Reaching Spiritual Treasure?!"
Even the usually composed spirit of Nanming Fire couldn't help but scream at this moment. In its few and extremely incomplete memories, it also mentioned the classification of those powerful treasures in the world.
"How is that possible? Humanity has become so wealthy?"
Even Jinwu, who thought Feng Bingwen was talking nonsense, felt extremely incredulous at this moment. In the inherited memories he had received, even among those Jinwu who possessed the bloodline of the Demon Emperor, only a few imperial sons had spiritual treasures to protect them.
"This kid has placed a heaven-defying opportunity right in front of you, yet you discard it like a worn-out shoe, and now you're even thinking of being reborn as a Vermilion Bird? If word gets out about your choice, it will truly become a laughing stock in the cultivation world for a thousand years!"
A sarcastic and cutting voice continued to echo within Feng Bingwen's body.
"So what if it's the Vermilion Bird? With a single summons from my master, even the Vermilion Bird has to obey!"
"This guy is spouting nonsense again!"
Seeing the Vermilion Bird, which had evolved from the Southern Ming Fire, completely bewildered, Feng Bingwen did not expose it but watched the scene with a smile.
If the Pure Yang Dao Master gave the order, the Vermilion Bird, which is now worshipped by the human race, would naturally not refuse. However, the problem is that this Dao Venerable's disciple has no use for the Vermilion Bird clan. Even if he needs to run some small errands, he should be ordering his disciples around. What does that have to do with the Vermilion Bird?
"An opportunity to cultivate the Supreme Daoist methods..."
Everything went as expected. Feng Bingwen watched as the enchanted magical artifact unleashed its power, spitting out the two fire spirits until they trembled and dared not utter a sound.
There's nothing we can do. This fire spirit can still tremble a bit when facing Feng Bingwen, but when facing a powerful spirit artifact, it really has no right to be arrogant!
"Fellow Daoist, please forgive me. I was ignorant and misunderstood your good intentions. The matter of reincarnation is entirely up to you. As long as you can help me enter the Supreme Mountain Gate, I am willing to repay your great kindness with my own life!"
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