Chapter 590 - Eighth-grade Di ranked, and the Cry of the Phoenix
Previously, when the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom was being established, it had obtained the a.s.sistance of three G.o.dly beasts.
These G.o.dly beasts had come from the Western Continent of the upper district, which were the Skyhowl White Tiger, the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird, and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise.
However, due to the great wars that the kingdom was involved in, the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird and the Kingdom Protector Black Tortoise had fallen, with only their Primordial Spirits remaining. The Skyhowl White Tiger was the only G.o.dly beast currently alive.
As such, the White Tiger Platoon had become the strongest platoon among the three.
That would no longer be the case if Qin Nan managed to revive the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird, as the Vermilion Bird Platoon would have two Martial Sacred Realm experts.
The White Tiger Platoon would no longer match their strength.
“Time to devour the Primary Stones!”
Qin Nan took a deep breath and took out all five million eight hundred thousand Primary Stones from his storage bag.
Such a huge number of Primary Stones was stacked up into a small mountain before him.
Qin Nan did not waste any further time. He reached out his hands and shoved handfuls of the Primary Stones into his mouth at a crazy pace.
One hundred thousand!
Three hundred thousand!
Six hundred thousand!
One million!
As time gradually pa.s.sed, an hour later, Qin Nan had consumed two million Primary Stones.
That being said, despite consuming that many Primary Stones, the Divine Battle Spirit remained silent as usual, with no sign of ranking up.
“More!”
Qin Nan adjusted his thoughts and continued reaching out his hands to grab the Primary Stones.
Three million one hundred thousand!
Three million eight hundred thousand!
Four million!
When the number of Primary Stones devoured had reached four million five hundred thousand, the giant Divine Battle Spirit instantly emitted a golden glow together with an incredibly terrifying aura.
The eighth-grade Di rank!
“A sixth-grade Di rank is considered a top genius, while a seventh-grade Di rank is considered a super genius. An eighth-grade Di rank, however, is referred to as the seeded genius in the Eastern Continent…”
Qin Nan’s eyes flickered with pa.s.sion.
Due to the Limitation of the Canglan Continent’s Martial Spirits, only those with an eighth-grade Di rank could achieve a cultivation of the half-Martial Monarch Realm. Therefore, the Four Great Factions would always invest a great amount of resources on those with eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirits.
The Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom had the least number of geniuses among the Four Great Factions. Di Fengyun’s eighth-grade Di ranked Martial Spirit was enough to make him the top genius!
In terms of the rank of Martial Spirits, Qin Nan was now on par with Di Fengyun!
“More!”
Qin Nan did not stop there. He continued to consume the remaining Primary Stones.
Meanwhile, his body had acc.u.mulated over nineteen thousand streams of Chaos Qi, and with the previous leftover streams, the total he now had was twenty-one thousand streams.
“This should be enough to revive the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird!”
Qin Nan thought as he rose up and proceeded to look for Zhou Bihua.
Along his journey, Mu Chengye, Xue Meng, Shen Fei, and the others were diligently cultivating on the Yellow Soil Dojo. They immediately stopped when they saw Qin Nan’s figure and yelled out, “Platoon Leader!”
Even Mu Chengye reacted the same way.
Mu Chengye’s gaze toward Qin Nan was filled with a hint of respect.
At least, he knew that he had no chance of surviving the attack from the Skyhowl White Tiger’s clone if he were there himself. As such, they were convinced that Duan Qing was worthy to be their Platoon Leader.
“Don’t mind me, just continue on with what you were doing.”
Qin Nan let out a smile and chatted with the crew before entering the Cultivation Hall, where he found Zhou Bihua in his usual mink coat reading an ancient scroll.
“You’re here?” Zhou Bihua put the scroll aside and squinted his eyes, “You did a great job out there.”
Qin Nan let out an awkward smile. It was his first time seeing Zhou Bihua complimenting someone, thus it felt quite strange to him.
The Heaven-Wors.h.i.+pping Feast will be happening in ten days, and it’s considered the most important day here in the Sky-Scorching Ancient Kingdom. I believe the Skyhowl White Tiger and Di Fengyun will be making their moves there.” Zhou Bihua’s eyes turned cold.
“The Heaven-Wors.h.i.+pping Feast, huh?”
Qin Nan soon understood the situation. The Heaven-Wors.h.i.+pping Feast was a grand ceremony of the kingdom, in which the Third Prince would be officially inducted as the crown prince. He had already received an invitation from the Third Prince.
“If that’s the case, senior, let’s resurrect the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird today!”
Qin Nan went straight to the main topic.
“Resurrect?”
Zhou Bihua was startled, before his breathing intensified, “Are you sure about this?”
Qin Nan nodded his head. Zhou Bihua immediately took a deep breath to withhold his excitement, before he took off the mink coat and exposed his back.
The pattern of the Vermilion Bird on his back was emitting a great heat.
Its sharp-looking eyes became gentle when it saw Qin Nan, as if it was actually alive.
“Chaos Qi!”
Qin Nan waved his hand and inserted three thousand streams of Chaos Qi into Zhou Bihua’s back!
BANG!
At that instant, the pattern unleashed a shocking aura, which rapidly grew stronger as it regained its life force. It flapped its wings slowly as if it was trying to fly out from Zhou Bihua’s back.
“Just a little more!”
Qin Nan showed no hesitation. This time, he inserted seven thousand streams of Chaos Qi.
Buzz.
Following a shudder, it felt like time in the Cultivation Hall had frozen.
The pattern of the Vermilion Bird erupted in flames, transforming into sparks floating in the air. As the entire pattern was sent up in flames, the hall was filled with countless sparks.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
A loud heartbeat could be heard, which slowly grew stronger.
“This is——”
Zhou Bihua’s eyes widened as he was aware of the shocking phenomenon.
BANG!
The sparks slowly gathered onto an enormous figure, with wings the color of blood and a terrifying aura. Its fiery eyes revealed an imperious aura that struck the Heavens and Earth!
The Cultivation Hall began to shake vigorously as if it was about to collapse.
This was because the building could not resist the figure’s imperiousness!
“It’s...resurrected!”
Zhou Bihua was dumbfounded seeing this, such that even his lips began to tremble.
How many years had it been...
After this many years, it had finally revived!
“HAHAHA, Zhou Bihua, who would have expected to see such a remarkable reaction from you!” The Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird stood at the center of the hall and burst out laughing.
“Mas...master!” It felt like a dream to Zhou Bihua, who took some time to collect his thoughts and spoke in a stammering manner, “Please forgive your disciple! Who only managed to resurrect you after a hundred years!”
It appeared that the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird was Zhou Bihua’s master.
“What kind of nonsense is that?” The Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird rolled its eyes and said, “Ain’t I alive right now? By the way…”
The Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird glanced at Qin Nan while emitting a terrifying murderous intent.
“Young lad Duan Qing! I’m aware of what that Skyhowl White Tiger p.r.i.c.k has done to you! It’s all thanks to you that I’m able to come back to live! My life is all yours! Just a single word from you, and I will strike at the White Tiger Platoon with you, and kill that Skyhowl White Tiger!”
The words were utterly shocking.
If the Blood-Winged Vermilion Bird had been a playful old man a moment ago, it had turned into a peerless dominator at this particular instant!