Chapter 113: Fire Phoenix?

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“Wow, what a beautiful quail!”

Under the cover of night, Yiyi exclaimed as she gazed at the plump little bird before her, its entire body faintly glowing with a soft red light, with faint golden threads flowing within the red.

If this bird hadn't been conjured by Lu Ye's spiritual power, she might have picked it up.

A vein bulged on Lu Ye's forehead as he corrected her, “What do you mean 'quail'? This is a Fire Phoenix! Come, repeat after me: Fire! Phoenix! Phoenix!”

Yiyi stared at him, her expression clearly saying, 'This is obviously a quail, don't treat me like I'm blind.'

Amber also approached, lowering her head to sniff the plump bird fluttering in mid-air. Realizing it was not only inedible but also seemed quite dangerous, she sprang back with a powerful leap.

Lu Ye felt insulted...

He had clearly been studying a Fire Phoenix spell, but how did he end up conjuring *this*?

Checking the Red Lotus Ascension Art, he confirmed that his spellcasting methods and spiritual energy activation seemed correct. So where did it go wrong? How did a proper Fire Phoenix spell turn into a Fire Quail spell?

Was this the result of his diligent study throughout the entire day? Lu Ye didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Among the various techniques he currently mastered, activating the Guardian Spirit Pattern consumed the most energy, followed by the Sharpness Spirit Pattern, while the Spirit Gathering Spirit Pattern consumed very little.

The Fire Phoenix spell's consumption was between that of the Guardian and Sharpness patterns.

After an entire day of research and over a dozen previous attempts, he finally succeeded, only for *this* to be the result. He found it very hard to accept.

It was like a new father suddenly seeing his newborn child as incredibly ugly, wishing he could put it back into the womb for a complete do-over.

However, the outcome was already set; whether he accepted it or not, he was powerless to change it.

Could this thing be used against an enemy? He feared it wouldn't burn them to death, but rather make them die of laughter.

“Alright, it's a Fire Phoenix!” Yiyi said against her better judgment, seeing Lu Ye's utterly defeated expression.

“It's a quail...” Lu Ye raised a hand, and the quail dissipated in mid-air.

He walked to the side, took off his upper garment, and began practicing his blade techniques.

Sure enough, spells were rubbish; only blade techniques were his true calling.

If I ever study spells again, I'm a piece of crap! he vowed silently to himself.

Ten hurried days later, a large white tiger entered a region dotted with numerous peaks. Lu Ye sat astride its back, looking weathered from his journey.

Over four months had passed since he departed from Qingyun Mountain, but the actual travel time was only a little over half of that, as he was often delayed for various reasons. He was eager to reach the Bilu Sect's outpost, so he had traveled without pause since leaving Yingshan.

The Bilu Sect's outpost was still very far, but a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, and eventually, he would reach his destination.

According to the map, this area was called Hundred Peaks Mountain because it contained exactly one hundred peaks of varying sizes. There were also three nearby factions.

Lu Ye preferred not to interact too much with those from sects, to avoid accidentally revealing his identity. He intended to travel through Hundred Peaks Mountain, just as he had done throughout his journey, rarely engaging with other cultivators.

Although Hundred Peaks Mountain was vast, Amber's speed should allow them to pass through it in just a few days.

Yiyi particularly liked such places, as she could find many medicinal herbs in these mountains and wilds. She had become even more diligent since the incident of selling medicine.

At this very moment, a grand hall stood prominently on the central peak of Hundred Peaks Mountain, with numerous cultivators entering and exiting.

In the center of the hall, a massive Shadow Moon Disk was placed, circular in shape, clearly displaying the entire terrain and topography of Hundred Peaks Mountain.

Moreover, it could monitor the movements of cultivators within Hundred Peaks Mountain, providing intuitive feedback.

On this Shadow Moon Disk, three different colored lights constantly flickered.

One was blue, another black, and the third red.

Each light point represented a cultivator; the more vibrant the light, the higher the cultivator's cultivation level. The three colors represented three different sects.

These were the three factions scattered around the outer perimeter of Hundred Peaks Mountain.

One belonged to the Haotian Alliance faction: Qingyu Mountain.

The other two belonged to the Myriad Demon Ridge faction: Tailuo Sect and the Qin clan, the latter being a family force.

Looking across the entire Nine Provinces, few family forces managed to grow large, as a family's development was inherently limited.

Of course, nothing is absolute; there were still a few deeply established families within the Nine Provinces.

And at the seventh, eighth, and ninth-grade levels, there were still many family forces.

Yu Xiaodie and the Liu brothers, whom Lu Ye encountered in Xieyue Valley, were actually from families. However, because their strength was too weak and they lacked any official grade, they had no power to resist when the Xieyue Valley cultivators attacked.

Although the Qin clan was considered a ninth-grade force, it still had some disparities compared to true ninth-grade sects. Fortunately, the nearby Tailuo Sect offered mutual support, so their days in the Spirit Stream Battlefield were not too difficult.

Currently, it was the period when the three forces held an event called the Dragon Spring Gathering, which is why many cultivators from the three factions had gathered at Hundred Peaks Mountain.

This tradition had been ongoing for over a hundred years, held once every three years.

The reason for this gathering was the Dragon Spring hidden beneath this grand hall. It was a spring imbued with wondrous power. When the spring water erupted, it produced a spiritual mist, and cultivators entering it could temper their physiques and neutralize pill toxins.

For low-level cultivators, a stronger physique was naturally better, especially for those intending to pursue the path of body cultivation in the future. The Dragon Spring could lay an excellent foundation for their practice.

The Spirit Stream Battlefield contained many rare resources, such as certain minerals and spiritual fruits, unique to the battlefield and unobtainable in the Nine Provinces. Many factions had waged wars for countless years to vie for these resources, forming deep-seated animosities.

For outer-circle factions like Qingyu Mountain, Tailuo Sect, and the Qin clan, the Dragon Spring was undoubtedly an extremely important resource.

When the Dragon Spring was first discovered, the Qin clan did not yet exist; it was simply a struggle between Tailuo Sect and Qingyu Mountain. Many people died in each conflict, but because Qingyu Mountain had a deeper foundation, it always emerged victorious.

Fifty years ago, the Qin clan established an outpost nearby and joined the competition. As both belonged to the Myriad Demon Ridge faction, the Qin clan and Tailuo Sect were natural allies. Facing two against one, Qingyu Mountain was no match.

Before this, even when Qingyu Mountain won, the Dragon Spring's power was not fully depleted, as a sect's number of cultivators was always limited. After the Qingyu Mountain cultivators left, those from Tailuo Sect could still partake of the remnants, which, though meager, was better than nothing.

However, now that Tailuo Sect and the Qin clan were winning, the situation was different.

The two factions had more cultivators than one. The Dragon Spring's power accumulated only so much every three years, and once the cultivators from these two factions used it up, the Dragon Spring became no different from ordinary water, losing all its physique-tempering effects.

After several such occurrences, Qingyu Mountain had had enough.