Chapter 155: Gathering Feathers, Refining Fierce Eyes

  Xu Yang let out a sigh of relief. The Fire Eagle, a demonic beast of the Yao class, had strength comparable to that of the Xuan Emperor! If the Fire Eagle were to cultivate for a few more days, with its Phoenix bloodline, it would be able to hold its own against even the Xuan Emperor.

  "Take this opportunity to strengthen myself! Even if Hu Ying becomes stronger, it can't replace me. In six months, it will fly far away, and at that time I need to have the power to protect myself!" Xu Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, closing his eyes for introspection.

  The Vermilion Bird of the Starry Sea, after undergoing repeated battles and tempering, became even more condensed, constantly absorbing and spitting out the Fire Extreme Mystical Power, making it even more refined and overbearing.

  Xu Yang stretched out his right hand, and the Vermilion Bird in the Star Sea was summoned. With a clear whistle, it appeared on Xu Yang's palm.

  Xu Yang's left hand stored a feathered arrow, as large as a chariot cover. It was a naturally shed feather from the Huo Ying when it was still at the level of a fierce beast, almost no fire could be retained.

  Under the control of his mind, Zhu Que Xuan Ling sprayed out a stream of flames, burning that piece of car-cover-sized feathers, causing it to quickly shrink, and soon, it shrunk to the size of a leaf.

  The Vermilion Bird's dark spirit opened its mouth and swallowed the feathered wing whole. Xu Yang closed his eyes, carefully analyzing its structure.

  Slowly, on the wings and tail of Zhuque Xuanling, a circle of feathers like precious swords slowly formed. This was Xu Yang controlling Hu Ji Xuanli, according to the secrets of Hu Ying's feathers, evolving into Zhuque feathers.

  Xu Yang used the feathers of Hu Ying in its Fierce Beast stage, which had fallen off. As for the 16 plumes that Hu Ying had given him, they were powerful and rare, being the spiritual feathers of a demonic bird. Xu Yang currently did not have the ability to refine them.

  Xu Yang once again manipulated the Vermilion Bird's Essence, spewing out a stream of flames and refining several ordinary feathers that didn't have any fire energy. He carefully examined the texture within them, causing the Vermilion Bird's Essence to take shape even more perfectly.

  This is an elaborate process and cannot be rushed.

  Until the sun sets and night falls, Xu Yang's feather transformation is finally complete. His spiritual energy has been depleted by half.

  The current appearance of Zhuque Xuanling is vastly different from before, with flames that resemble swords covering its body, and its torso has grown a size larger, from the size of a palm to the size of a human skull.

  "Take this opportunity to refine the divine sand of Departing Fire, and let Vermilion Bird transform into a fierce gaze!" Xǔ Yáng took out the jade bottle containing the divine sand of Departing Fire from his storage ring, poured it out, and let Zhū Jiǎo Xuán Líng swallow it in one gulp.

  Flames surge and heat boils over, Vermilion Bird's essence gathers pure fire energy, smelting the divine sand of the estranged fire within.

  Lihuo Shensha is a highly yang and highly spiritual object of fire, which can be used for alchemy and tool-making, and is extremely precious. However, this batch of Lihuo Shensha has already had most of its fire energy absorbed by that strange purple plant, so it's not as valuable as before.

  Even so, the Vermilion Bird's Essence was still extremely difficult to refine. After half a double-hour of calcination, the Fire God Sand only showed a slight sign of melting.

  Xu Yang sighed, the Vermilion Bird that had transformed out was after all lacking in its overbearing manner of burning everything. If the true Vermillion Bird Emperor were here, with just a yawn, the handful of Divine Flame Sand would immediately melt into a scorching hot flame, purifying it completely.

  The fat ball was lying on its side, fast asleep with boredom. It lay on a green stone, blowing a big bubble of snot.

  Under the starry sky, Xu Yang quietly manipulated Zhu Que Xuan Ling, concentrating flames to smelt the divine sand within his body.

  Now, a handful of large Li Huo Shen Sha has melted into a crystal clear crimson color, emitting a scorching heat that makes one's heart palpitate. Xu Yang smiled slightly with fatigue, and slowly drew out a thin line from the crimson color, starting to outline the Vermilion Bird's eyes.

  The dragon's eyes are the key to its spirituality and charm. With refined Li Huo Shen Sha as the material for drawing the eyes, it has a certain degree of power, but whether it can add more charm to Zhu Que, Xu Yang still needs to spend a lot of effort.

  At this point, Xu Yang's mental strength was almost exhausted. He struggled to finish the last stroke, and the fierce eyes of Zhu Que were like two concentric circles, one large and one small, interlocking with each other, revealing a sharp edge.

  The final stroke was completed, and the Vermilion Bird's mysterious spirit soared into the sky, its eyes opened wide, spewing out a crimson glow.

  Two rays of crimson light fell silently on the sleeping green stone, cutting it evenly into two pieces at the edge of the furball's fluff.

  Fatty jumped three feet high, covering his burnt hair on his head with his hands, a pair of shiny little eyes staring angrily at Xu Yang.

  Xu Yang felt a bit embarrassed and rubbed his nose, manipulating the Vermilion Bird to converge its eyes, tempering its fierce aura.

  "This evil eye condensed from the Fire God's Sand actually has such destructive power, it can be called a killer move." Xǔ Yáng secretly felt invigorated.

  His mental strength had been exhausted, and a wave of fatigue hit him. Xu Yang didn't rest; he knew this was the best opportunity to temper his mental strength. He immediately immersed himself in the Zhēn Xuán Tower, all the way to the top of the Duan Ya Shi level, where he climbed up to forge his mind.

  After advancing to Xuan Shi, Xu Yang's spiritual power increased again, and he climbed more than 30 levels in one breath before feeling a hint of pressure. This time, he climbed all the way up to the 79th level before he couldn't climb anymore, exhausted.

  After coming out of the Zhuanxuantower, Xu Yang's spiritual power was fully restored, as if he had just woken up.

  "After tonight, tomorrow is the day Haiyun Zhongxuan has chosen...” Xǔ Yáng stood up, put the fat ball on his shoulder, and looked towards the outer circle of Cāng Wēi Mountain, where there was a team of elite cultivators waiting to intercept him, even with a powerful figure from the Mystic Sect stationed there, forming an iron defense line.

  But nobody knew that Xu Yang had the ability to use the "Hidden Array" technique, which allowed him to instantly appear behind these people and horses. Their siege was doomed to be a futile effort.

  The next morning.

  Haiyun Mountain, Lianyun Peak summit.

  The top of the peak was originally quite large, but now it seems to be crowded, because Haiyun Branch School has designated this place as the on-site selection for Haiyun Middle School.

  It's no wonder, really. Of the thirty-six peaks of Mount Haiyun, only this one still has normal spiritual energy; all the other peaks have become ordinary places with less abundant spiritual energy than even Donglai Wangcheng. The selection of a new Sea Cloud is a very serious matter, and kings and nobles from all over will come to observe the ceremony. If it were held in some other area with thin spiritual energy, it would certainly attract criticism.

  The temple has been completely dismantled, a high platform has been built in the middle, and countless high-back chairs have been arranged in circles around it, with ten jade thrones in the innermost circle.

  "This generation of Haiyun is indeed a prosperous one. Peng Yaozu from Juyuan City and Shen Yucheng from Guangyao City are both outstanding young men, comparable to the talented youths of our Donglai." A senior lord who had been in seclusion for many years sat on a jade throne, chuckling to himself.

  "Yes... these two youngsters, entering the top five is naturally impossible, but it's not certain they can't make it into the top ten." A figure from the Mystic Sect behind Lord Mystic nodded in agreement.

  Selected from the sea of clouds, the open sea cloud mountain, but below Xuanzong, no one is allowed to enter. Those who have the qualifications to watch are at least characters of Xuanzong.

  At this moment, more than half of the Donglai City's Xuanzong arrived, and several Xuanjun also came. The entire arena was filled with a magnificent atmosphere, and everywhere were mighty figures.

  This has become the main venue of Donglai City, and all major families have talented young men participating in this selection. The people of Donglai City have always had a sense of pride under the king's city, looking at the young talents of other cities with a critical eye, thinking that they are not as good as the heroes of Donglai City.

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