“Hmm.” Lu Xia Tian nodded, signaling the others to retreat. The trivial matters of Chi Yue Desert didn’t require his arrangement. He still had some Hehun Pills on hand. If he was willing to exchange them, he could get a large sum of Lingjing in return. However, if Chi Yue Desert could have one or two more cultivators at the Heti Realm, then when he wasn't there, the tribe would have a few more points of self-defense.

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Even a man of iron can only hammer in so many nails. Sometimes, one still needs the help of trustworthy people. The last time they ventured to the Nether Demon Corpse Ground, if it weren't for Qing Li and Luo Qian, Lu Xiaotian wouldn't have been able to restrain Ye Qianxin's true form.

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Even if Qing Li could be used by him, if he hadn't obtained a large amount of items needed by the Ghost Clan from Lu Xia Tian in the beginning, and thus improved his cultivation and refined the process of the Nine Que Lock, there would inevitably have been some twists and turns.

Once this force is established, it could provide Lu Xia Tian with a large amount of spirit crystals every year. At Lu Xia Tian's current level, the resources required for cultivation are difficult to meet by relying on a single method alone.

While Hong Yue was refining the elixirs, Lu Xia Tian sat cross-legged with twelve Blazing Sun Fire Spirits swirling above his head, croaking and flapping their wings. Compared to when he first broke through to the late stage of integration, these twelve Blazing Sun Fire Spirits had become somewhat less vibrant in color. As each Blazing Sun Fire Spirit continuously swirled, it absorbed the spiritual flames emanating from Lu Xia Tian's body, which were either profound or azure in color. Their color was slightly more solid than before.

Lu XiaTian shook his head helplessly. The clash with the Blood Demon in the forbidden area of ZhuXia Mountain had inflicted significant damage on WuXiang Xuan Fire. That Blood Demon's power wasn't something a late stage cultivator could achieve, and facing it head-on naturally came at a cost. At this rate, it would likely take centuries to fully recover. Destruction was easy, but reconstruction was difficult. However, he had collected some of the Blood Demon's essence as well, so it wasn't entirely a loss.

Zhu Xiashan's forbidden zone experience, coupled with the later appearance of demonic shadows, made a difference between Lu Xia Tian's methods in the late stage of integration. After thinking about it for a moment, Lu Xia Tian shook his head secretly. At this time, the spirit beast bag trembled.

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"Quack!" A white light flashed, and the little firebird eagerly darted out. The bump between its legs was now even more prominent. Although the little firebird had always been a bit shameless before, ever since that small protrusion grew between its legs, it became very shy. It rarely showed itself in normal circumstances. In the past, the little firebird would have been unable to contain itself and run wild everywhere.

This time, the little fire crow took the initiative to come out. Lu Xiao didn't restrict its movements. Let it go outside for some fresh air. But as soon as he released the little fire crow, Lu Xiaitian realized something was wrong. The little fire crow's pair of black eyes twirled around.

Lu XiaTian was startled and glared at the little fire raven, warning it, "My Wu Xiang Xuan Fire has been severely injured, so don't scheme against it. If you want, I can give you some fire-type Spirit Crystals."

As for Xiao Huya's character, Lu Xia Tian knows it better than anyone else. This guy is no good at all.

"Caw caw!" The little magpie, indignant at his words, fluttered around Lu Xiaottian in a frenzy of squawks. Its incessant noise made Lu Xiaottian's head pound.

“Anyway, don't even think about attacking my Wu Xiang Xuan Huo. If you cause any more trouble, I’ll take you back.” Lu Xia Tian threatened.

The little fire crow pointed its wing at the Wuxiang Xuanhuo, then at itself. After a flurry of squawks, it flew to the ground and turned its back on Lu Xia tian, looking angry.

Lu Xiaitian saw the little fire crow's stubbornness, and for a moment, he was speechless. He tried to take the little fire crow back into his spirit beast bag. A white light flashed, and the little fire crow flapped its wings twice, but remained unmoving.

Lu Xiaotian frowned. Could it be that this little guy was truly angry? Although the Little Fire Crow had a bit of a temper in the past, it wouldn't act like this if something wasn't given to it. At most, it would make a fuss, demanding some fire-type spirit crystals or other cheap trinkets.

Twelve wisps of blazing yang fire spirits were now above his head. With the ability of a little fire crow to swallow fire, if they were to make a move, Lu Xia Tian believed he wouldn't be able to withstand the little fire crow collecting the Wu Xiang Xuan Fire.

"Do you have a use for the Wuxiang Profound Fire?" After considering it, Lu Xia Tian asked.

The little sparrow remained unmoved, its back turned to Lu Xiaoteng, looking utterly forlorn.

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He never mentioned the times Little Firebird saved him, helped him out of tight spots. Over so many years, Little Firebird, the little white dog, and the Boundary Worm had become like family to him. The feelings between them couldn't be calculated in terms of profit or loss.

“Squawk, squawk,” the little firebird chirped a few times, sounding full of grievance.

"Alright, I'll give you the Wu Xiang Xuan Huo. You handle it yourself, don't end up taking everything." Lu Xia Tian gritted his teeth. After deciding that Xiao Huo Ya wasn't asking for something ordinary this time, Lu Xia Tian didn't hesitate anymore.

The little fire crow chirped, “Quack!” It leaped lightly and finally turned around, looking at Lu Xiaitian with its chin raised.

Lu Xia Tian extended a finger, and twelve fiery Yang Huo Ling slowly flew towards the little fire crow.

The little fire crow flapped its wings, and twelve Blazing Sun Fire Spirits each extended a slender thread of fire towards the little fire crow.

The little fire raven opened its beak wide, slowly drawing the intangible Xuan Fire into its mouth, revealing an expression of utmost pleasure.

As time passed, a faint reddish-gold firelight appeared on Xiaohuo's body. The firelight flickered like flames, gradually growing larger. Even with Lu Xiaotian's eyesight, he couldn't look directly at it.

The high-pitched cries of the little firebird echoed one after another. Lu Xiaoteng frowned, he could naturally hear the pain contained in the cries of the little firebird.

Lu Xiaotian didn't know the specific origin of the little fire crow. He had adopted it in the Wang Yue Cultivation Realm years ago. Afterward, its behavior was extremely bizarre, unlike any kind of spirit bird mentioned in legends. Aside from its ability to swallow fire, it seemed to lack any other remarkable skills. Over time, Lu Xiaotian didn't hold high expectations for it in other aspects.

Looking at Xiaohu Ya's current situation, it seems extraordinary. However, in which direction it would evolve, Lu Xiaoteng couldn't tell. He could only watch and wait for changes.

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The little fire crow's crimson radiance grew increasingly intense. Accompanying its cries of pain, its black feathers caught ablaze one by one, burning with an excruciatingly slow process.

Those black feathers burned for an incredibly long time. The small raven's cries were a piercing wail, rising and falling in pain.

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Lu Xia Tian took a deep breath. If he hadn't sensed that the little fire crow's vitality hadn't diminished, he would have forcibly retracted the Wu Xiang Xuan Fire.

Right now, the little fire crow is as lively as ever. Lu Xiaotian didn't dare to act rashly. After all, if the little fire crow is in a critical period of advancement, he would interrupt it, wouldn't he ruin its future?

The little fire crow's originally sleek, glossy black feathers began to burn away, leaving behind a body marred with bloodstains and scars. It was a horrifying sight.