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"However, I wonder if Mr. Wei has ever heard of the Golden Phoenix Flame?" Jiu Feng suddenly shifted the topic and asked.
"Oh? Golden Phoenix Flame?" Wei Yang raised an eyebrow, a trace of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Xiao Yan and the others were shaken as well.
"Could it be the legendary Nirvana Flame of the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix clan?" Xiao Yan quickly asked.
"That's right." Jiu Feng nodded.
The Golden Phoenix Flame, also known as the True Nirvana Flame, or the Immortal Heavenly Phoenix Flame.
As the name implies, this flame is born when an Ancient Heavenly Phoenix, gravely injured and on the verge of death, is forced to burn everything and attempt Nirvana in a desperate gamble for life within death.
Its power is unfathomable, and legends say it possesses the miraculous ability to restore the dead to life and heal any wound. For healing injuries, nothing more needs to be said. New life born from destruction — it is a flame of life.
It is a single strand of vitality born from an Ancient Heavenly Phoenix burning all of its life force during Nirvana within destruction. Strictly speaking, it is not a Heavenly Flame, but rather a type of Beast Flame.
Yet its rarity far surpasses most Heavenly Flames. Because not every Ancient Heavenly Phoenix can successfully undergo Nirvana. The success rate of Nirvana itself is already extremely slim, and once affected by various external factors, the chance becomes pitifully low.
Thus even in ancient times, when the Ancient Heavenly Phoenix clan was at its peak, very few phoenixes successfully Nirvana-evolved and obtained this miraculous flame. In this era, it has practically disappeared.
Even rarer than most Heavenly Flames.
"You possess this flame?" Wei Yang asked.
Jiu Feng looked toward Feng Qing'er. He didn't have it — but Feng Qing'er did. It might very well be the only one in existence.
Wei Yang, Xiao Yan, and the others all turned their gazes to Feng Qing'er. Could this woman truly possess the True Nirvana Flame?
Feng Qing'er frowned, her eyes filled with reluctance. But in the end, she gritted her teeth, lifted her hand, and with a thought, slowly pushed a golden flame out from within her body. The golden flame was about the size of a palm, floating above her palm, shimmering vividly.
It looked like a tiny golden phoenix spreading its wings in flight. Its features, feathers, and expression were all lifelike, as if it were truly alive.
At first glance, it looked exactly like a miniature version of an Ancient Heavenly Phoenix bathed in golden fire, brimming with spiritual vitality.
A crisp and ancient phoenix cry rang out as the golden phoenix flame opened its beak, as if its call pierced through the ages, echoing across time itself and reverberating in everyone's ears and hearts.
Noble, ancient, majestic, blazing hot —this was the first feeling the flame gave to everyone. The Golden Phoenix spreads its wings, born from fire.
The space around the Golden Phoenix Flame twisted and warped slightly, collapsing in faint ripples as waves of terrifying heat swept out.
"What a terrifying flame!"
Most people present couldn't help their expressions changing. Even though their strength wasn't weak, they could still feel a real sense of danger.
It showed just how terrifying the temperature of that palm-sized golden flame was. If it truly erupted with full force, even a Dou Zun at the peak Nine-Change would not be able to withstand it for long.
This flame was birthed only when an Ancient Heavenly Phoenix burned all of its bloodline, life force, Dou Qi, and even its soul after reaching the pinnacle of evolution — only then was there a tiny chance for the True Nirvana Flame to be born. Its power naturally wouldn't be weak.
"It really is the Golden Phoenix Flame." Wei Yang narrowed his eyes, quietly praising.
Though both were golden flames, it was clearly different from the Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame. The Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame was said to burn even Dou Qi and space itself.
Once released, the entire sky would appear set ablaze — it was incomparably fierce and scorching. The Golden Phoenix Flame did not possess such destructive force. But it still could not be underestimated.
Just looking at it made one feel an uncontrollable heat rise through the body, as if their bloodline, life force, and soul were on the verge of being ignited. Within its destructive nature, it also carried an intense vitality.
Of course, comparing it directly to the fourth-ranked Gold Emperor Incinerating Heavenly Flame was unrealistic. But this Golden Phoenix Flame, possessing the power of a peak Nine-Change Dou Zun, was definitely not of low value.
Even without considering its offensive ability, its healing properties alone made its value only one step below the former Three Thousand Burning Flame from years ago.
After all, the Three Thousand Burning Flame only possessed high-level Dou Zun power, while this flame reached peak Nine-Change Dou Zun. If not for the fact that the Three Thousand Burning Flame was a true Heavenly Flame, it might not even compare in value.
"You plan to use this flame as ransom?" Wei Yang looked at Jiu Feng with surprise.
Good grief — so generous?
Beside him, Xiao Yan subconsciously licked his lips, a burning desire flashing deep within his eyes.
Seeing the flame, it was obvious he was completely tempted by it.
"As long as Mr. Wei agrees to one small request, this Golden Phoenix Flame will be offered to you with both hands," Jiu Feng cupped his fists and said.
"You're negotiating conditions with me?" Wei Yang chuckled.
Did they really not understand? Since they'd taken out the flame, taking it back was no longer possible. If he killed them, everything would be his anyway.
Of course, that was only a thought. If Wei Yang actually wanted to kill them, he would've done it long ago. He wouldn't still be talking this much.
For now, Falling Star Pavilion couldn't completely fall out with the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan. He couldn't kill them, but it didn't mean he couldn't rob them. After all, the moment this Golden Phoenix Flame appeared, its surname had already changed to Wei.
He didn't believe that if he took the flame and still let Jiu Feng and the others leave unharmed, those old, stubborn phoenix geezers would really go all-out and fight him to the death over just this.
At most, they'd hold the grudge in silence and look for a chance to get even. These thoughts passed through his mind as Wei Yang clasped his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Fine. Speak. Let me hear it."
"I wish to ask for two Bodhisattva Seeds," Jiu Feng said respectfully. "One to compensate Qing'er for giving up the Golden Phoenix Flame, and the other so we have something to explain to the clan."
"Two Bodhisattva Seeds?" Wei Yang nearly laughed. "You've got guts asking for that. Two Bodhisattva Seeds—aren't they at least equal in value to this Golden Phoenix Flame? In fact, in some people's eyes, forget two… even one Bodhisattva Seed is enough to match your flame."
"Bodhisattva Seeds help people reach sainthood. You think they're roadside goods?"
Sweat appeared on Jiu Feng's forehead as he explained quickly, "That's only how it is for a very small number of people who urgently need them. In our eyes, Bodhisattva Seeds aren't worth that much. Two isn't excessive."
"You see me holding a lot of Bodhisattva Seeds, so you think they're cheap?" Wei Yang's expression darkened.
Xiao Yan and the others frowned as well. Two was too many. One could barely be considered.
Jiu Feng felt speechless.
You're a dignified Dou Sheng. Back when the Bodhisattva Seeds were being split, you tossed out ten without even blinking. Now you're suddenly arguing over one or two? Isn't that bullying birds?
He cursed silently in his heart. Then, gritting his teeth, he was just about to say that one Bodhisattva Seed was acceptable when— Wei Yang suddenly waved his hand. Two green specks of light appeared and floated before Jiu Feng.
One bright, one slightly dim.
"Two. Take them," Wei Yang said as he flicked his sleeve.
Then he lifted his hand and, across the air, pulled the flame from Feng Qing'er's palm, flipping his hand to store it away.
The abrupt movement left Jiu Feng stunned, almost unable to react.
"From this moment onward, the grudges between my Falling Star Pavilion and your Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan are wiped clean. Everything in the past is erased. I advise you—do not provoke me again. Conduct yourselves wisely."
After saying that, without giving Jiu Feng a chance to respond, Wei Yang waved his sleeve. "We're leaving."
A humming sound rang out—
A wave of spatial power spread outward, wrapping around Xiao Yan and the others before they vanished from the sky.
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