Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

Bao Xueyang felt caught in a dilemma. If his divine soul were unharmed, dealing with this golden ape would be a sure thing. But now, he was in an awkward situation. He couldn't use his spirit beasts, one of his usual magical treasures was unusable, and the other had fallen into enemy hands. Although he had other methods, none were sufficient to subdue this beast.

As the Sect Master of the Spirit Controlling Sect, a dignified Core Formation Completion cultivator, he had become a mere spectator.

Seeing the four people taking to the sky, Ape Thirteen grew anxious. Lacking a flying sword, it wanted to rise directly into the air and pursue the enemy for another battle. At this moment, Zhang Yuanjing called out to it, telling it to be patient.

Despite killing a Core Formation Initial Stage cultivator on the opposing side, the situation remained dire. Ape Thirteen had lost all its magical treasures, had been fighting continuously, and had suffered several injuries. Though it appeared strong, it was actually at its limit and could not sustain a prolonged battle.

If the other party refused to give up, he would have to first put Ape Thirteen into a spirit beast pouch, hide underground, and continue to use the earth fire to refine its body and remove the blood tracking, before making further plans.

Seeing that Bao Xueyang did not speak, Qian Fanghong, Xu Fangchu, and the White Tiger Daoist dared not delay and each used their own methods to attack Ape Thirteen in the sky.

Qian Fanghong and Xu Fangchu, afraid that Ape Thirteen would injure their carefully tamed spirit beasts, simply used their magical treasures to fight.

As such, the attacks of the three were of limited threat. However, Ape Thirteen could only passively take a beating on the ground, making it roar in anger.

While Bao Xueyang was still hesitating, suddenly, two "guagua" bird calls came to his ears. The sound was like a stream of cold air, rushing straight to the bottom of his heart.

Although he could not yet see the fierce bird bathed in flames in his divine sense, the warning in these two calls was very clear. He immediately made a decisive decision and said, "Go!"

Having said that, he turned around and fled west. The other three did not understand why, but they all felt a sense of relief, retrieved their magical treasures, and flew away on their swords.

Zhang Yuanjing also heard the two bird calls, which he felt were quite ordinary and seemed to come from a very distant place, so he did not pay attention to them.

He locked onto the Spirit Controlling Sect's group with his divine sense. After they had fled thirty to forty miles, he emerged from the soil, comforted Ape Thirteen with a few words, and then ascended directly into the air, looking far to the west until the figures of the four people disappeared completely, before he felt relieved.

After landing, he asked, "Brother Ape, how is your injury? Can you move?"

Ape Thirteen shook its head and conveyed the thought: "Yuanjing, I'm fine, but my grandpa, it, it might be gone!"

Zhang Yuanjing sighed softly and said, "This is not a place to stay for long. Let's leave first and find Senior Fire Crow later."

He reached out and took the storage bracelet and a spirit beast pouch from Ji Fanggu's broken body, and was about to leave with Ape Thirteen.

At this moment, Ape Thirteen suddenly jumped up, exuding a fierce aura, its eyes widened, staring at the direction of Xiyan Mountain, and let out a "woo woo" roar.

Zhang Yuanjing's heart sank, and he guessed a possibility, asking with his divine sense: "Brother Ape, is it that Undying Fire Crow?"

Ape Thirteen nodded.

Zhang Yuanjing immediately said, "Brother Ape, I will put you into the spirit beast pouch and hide underground first!"

Ape Thirteen hesitated for a moment, then suddenly said with its divine sense: "It doesn't seem to have any malice?"

Zhang Yuanjing asked, "Can you understand its language?"

Ape Thirteen shook its head: "I just feel that it has no murderous intent, it is very peaceful, and it doesn't seem to want to make things difficult for us."

At this time, a ball of flame rose from the fire abyss of Xiyan Mountain, reaching a height of tens of feet in the air, suddenly scattering like fireworks, dazzling and spectacular.

The flames dissipated, and a large bird bathed in flames, spread its wings and soared into the sky, falling towards where they were.

Zhang Yuanjing's divine sense covered it, but was bounced off the flames, making it impossible to identify the true appearance of the bird.

He did not act rashly. This fire bird was very powerful. If it had a talent for tracking, then even if he hid in the soil, as long as this bird kept an eye on him, he would not be able to get rid of it at all.

Unless he escaped all the way back to Mist Spirit Mountain and hid in the Yin-Yang Creation Furnace, but once he entered the furnace, he would probably never come out again.

In just over ten breaths, the fire bird landed not far in front of Zhang Yuanjing and Ape Thirteen.

It squatted on the ground, nearly five feet tall, with two dark and bright eyes, rolling around in the red flames.

After a while, the flames suddenly jumped and disappeared instantly. The bird in front of him revealed its true face - a pure black crow with a majestic posture and profound aura.

This crow released a powerful pressure just by standing here, causing Zhang Yuanjing and Ape Thirteen to tense up unconsciously.

This bird was much stronger than Bao Xueyang.

Its two eyes shone brightly, tilted its head and glanced at Ape Thirteen, who was blocking in front of Zhang Yuanjing, and made a "guagua" sound.

Ape Thirteen shook its head very firmly.

The black crow made a very light "guagua" sound, as if laughing.

However, Ape Thirteen did not react at all, just like a door god, standing still.

A look of helplessness appeared in the black crow's eyes, and it stretched out a wing and scratched on the ground with the outermost hard feather.

Zhang Yuanjing and Ape Thirteen, one man and one beast, four eyes, all looked over.

In the rustling sound, the black crow first drew the shape of a jade bottle.

When Zhang Yuanjing saw this picture, his expression suddenly changed. Because, although the jade bottle was drawn simply, its general shape was clear, exactly the same as the jade bottle he used to store the high-grade Yishen Pill.

The black crow glanced at Zhang Yuanjing, and when it saw his reaction, it made two more light "guagua" sounds.

It continued to draw. This time, it drew a ball of flame, shaped like a lotus flower.

Zhang Yuanjing couldn't help but blurt out: "Fire Lotus?"

The black crow nodded repeatedly, making a crisp guagua sound, full of joy.

Immediately, it opened its mouth and spat out a clump of flames that fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and in the blink of an eye, the flames were gone, leaving only a lotus flower, but emitting a scorching aura all over its body.

It was indeed a fire lotus. Born from the earth fire, holding the essence of the flame, hidden in the depths of the fire abyss, it would not easily show its true form.

The greatest use of this thing is not to refine medicine, but to allow cultivators who practice fire attribute exercises to comprehend the mystery of true fire, so as to understand the truth and see through bottlenecks.

"You want to exchange this thing for my jade bottle?" Zhang Yuanjing asked.

The black crow first nodded, then shook its head. It stretched out its wings and drew a circle the size of a pill in the center of the jade bottle, then patted it with a hard feather.

"You want to exchange for pills?" Zhang Yuanjing asked again.

The black crow nodded quickly, making a guagua sound, appearing quite excited.

Zhang Yuanjing pondered for a moment and said, "This pill is called Yishen Pill, which is very rare. I only have one left. Are you willing to exchange it?"

The black crow was stunned, its two black eyes rolled around, then it shook its head and stretched out its wings to draw four more circles in the jade bottle.

"You want five? Fire Lotus is good, but it's not impossible to find. My pill can't be found anywhere else except here. Moreover, I really don't have five pills. I used them all when I fought that cultivator's divine soul power just now." Zhang Yuanjing did not dare to say things too harshly, for fear of angering the bird and causing trouble.

The black crow tilted its head and stared at Zhang Yuanjing for several breaths, then raised its claws and erased a circle.

Zhang Yuanjing still shook his head and said, "If you are willing, I will offer two pills. That's all I have!"

He knew that the key to this bird's breakthrough to transformation lay in its divine soul. Moreover, this fire lotus was not of high grade and was useless to it. It must be very eager to exchange for pills, otherwise it would not have sought him, a cultivator, to make a deal.