Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

Ji Wushuang and Xiao Baiye stared blankly at the feather. The center of the feather was an extremely red color, shining brilliantly, shimmering and graceful, but it also had an extremely terrifying aura of the ancient times, which pressed the little black hair into "airplane ears".

After finally identifying the scent of the feather, Xiao Baiye was so excited that his cat eyes shrank into a slit.

"Meow! Meow! It's a Phoenix!"

"Phoenix?"

"Yes! There's no mistake! It must be a phoenix! This is a phoenix feather!!!"

Ji Wushuang suddenly remembered that this Fire Spirit Stone was originally Mo Lanyi's prize. She was the one who flirted first, so he went to class with her, took the first place, and finally made the Fire Spirit Stone his own.

Ji Wushuang: “…”

Tsk, isn’t God too biased?

She grasped the Phoenix Fire Feather and discovered that the remaining power in it was very weak... so weak that it almost disappeared, just like the vast ocean that withered away until only the last drop of water remained.

Otherwise, the appearance of this feather would cause a fire that would burn the sky.

"What should we do now?"

"I do not know either."

Xiao Baiye regretted it so much that his intestines turned green.

If it had known that there was a phoenix feather inside, it would not have bitten it open in such a mean manner.

It cannot absorb the power of the phoenix, and Ji Wushuang is even less able to absorb it. Is it going to waste it and let this great opportunity disappear between heaven and earth for no reason?

“Oh my… What should I do? It’s too late to call others to absorb it now!”

Ji Wushuang has no spiritual power and cannot activate the communication talisman.

Ji Wushuang thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and left the formation. When he returned, he was holding a pitch-black, ugly... chicken?!

Oh, no, this is a low-level spiritual beast, it seems to be called Fire Stove Chicken.

It is called this name because cultivators who do not have fire spiritual roots will catch it and use the fire in its beast pill as fuel.

This hot oven chicken seems to be a little different from the ordinary hot oven chicken.

Especially ugly!

After all, other fire chickens have colorful and gorgeous feathers!

Ji Wushuang directly gave the phoenix feather to the poor little chick. The little chick was a little stunned for a moment and just looked at Ji Wushuang stupidly.

Ji Wushuang frowned and said, "You can't even absorb spiritual energy? You look quite smart, but you're actually stupid? Then let's change to a chicken."

The little chicken immediately stood up, flapping its wings and nodding quickly. Then, with its wings—oh, both wings—it held the phoenix feather and began to absorb the power within...

From the beginning, the oven chicken became a real little turkey.

There was a raging fire all over my body!

It rolled back and forth on the ground like a fireball, in extreme pain. The little black cat shuddered at the sight and shrank behind Ji Wushuang, saying, "Isn't it already a roasted chicken? Then I want to eat the chicken thighs, meow!"

Ji Wushuang: "I want to eat chicken wings."

The little turkey who was overcoming the catastrophe of life and death: "???" Are you still human?!

This was an extremely long "tribulation". If Ji Wushuang had not been afraid of wasting his Tianyuan Fruit, he would have fallen asleep.

Finally, she simply sat down, wrapped the little black cat in her arms, and yawned.

Obviously, a phoenix is ​​a phoenix.

Even if there is only "the last drop" left, it is still the highest mountain and the longest river for the little pheasant...

It takes all of your strength and luck to climb over the mountains and cross the rivers.

Ji Wushuang felt that people outside the formation came and went, and he didn't go out to say hello.

Three days and three nights passed. When Ji Wushuang was so hungry that he wanted to grab some grass to eat, the little turkey finally absorbed the breath of the phoenix.

It chirped softly as it crossed the blue sky, soaring in the air, revealing its... uh... red and black mottled feathers. To be honest, it wasn't as beautiful as the black ones at the beginning.

Ji Wushuang and the little black cat were both speechless.

Fortunately, the little turkey didn't mind. After flying a few circles, it finally landed steadily next to Ji Wushuang and lowered its head to him.

"Meet the master."

Unlike its ugly appearance, the little turkey's voice is clear and melodious, which is particularly pleasant to the ear.

Moreover, Ji Wushuang could also feel that sacred and vast aura.

This little turkey must be extremely lucky. It must have the blood of the phoenix, and with the activation of its feathers, it has also "returned to its ancestral form."

But it’s not surprising, as the phoenix is ​​the ancestor of all birds.

Ji Wushuang breathed a sigh of relief. At least she hadn't completely "killed" the little turkey. She smiled and said, "You don't have to serve me as your master. I just don't want to waste the Phoenix's fire feathers."

The little turkey was dumbfounded.

It never expected that its master would look down on it?!

"Master, please accept me. I... I'm very powerful! After absorbing the Phoenix feathers, I awakened the Phoenix bloodline. Now I'm a third-level spirit beast. Although I'm not very powerful, I will definitely continue to grow in the future. Please don't despise me. Please let me help you."

After awakening his bloodline, the little turkey recognized the "identity" of the little black cat.

He is a descendant of Bai Ze!

The master has both the Phoenix Fire Feather and the Bai Ze divine beast in his hands. His identity must be extraordinary, and his strength is unfathomable. Maybe he won't want me.

But the little turkey wanted to repay the favor, so he shamelessly came to pray.

Ji Wushuang knew that Little Turkey had misunderstood, so he pointed at himself and said, "Look carefully, I can't practice. If you want to follow me, you will have no future."

The little turkey then understood that the lack of spiritual energy fluctuations in Ji Wushuang was not because his cultivation was too high, so the truth is simple, but because he was simply unable to cultivate.

It was stunned for a moment, then jumped up, pecked Ji Wushuang's fingertips with its beak, and forced an equal contract with blood.

A force of contract gradually surrounded the man and the bird.

Ji Wushuang: “???”

and many more!

You descendants of divine beasts, you just sign a contract? Doesn't she have any dignity?