EBE Chapter 947: Fusion with the Vermilion Bird Primordial Spirit
Chapter 947: Fusion with the Vermilion Bird Primordial Spirit
"Wow, what a huge ship!"Amidst Li Qingran's delighted exclamation, Chen Huaian stepped onto the deck first.
This ship was actually modified from a flying vessel of the Cangyun Realm. Many of its functions couldn't be used in the Canglan Realm, but some protective and stabilizing arrays could continue operating as long as there were Spirit Stones.
Spirit Stones were something he naturally lacked not.
And this flying vessel was also much more stable than the steamship Li Qingran had ridden before, not rocking even in the biggest storms.
Reaching out, he lifted his little disciple onto the ship as well.
Chen Huaian turned around, his gaze lingering on Eve for a moment before shifting away.
No follow-up questions.
No interrogation.
He had even completely withdrawn that trace of suspicion.
Eve was slightly taken aback.
She had thought that this man, who could force Xindra back with a single sword strike, having already discovered it, would immediately hold her accountable for saving the sea monster.
Yet he hadn't asked anything.
Just...
Eve lowered her gaze and also followed Li Qingran onto the ship.
She understood clearly in her heart—not asking didn't mean not pursuing the matter.
It was just that the time wasn't right yet.
...
On the deck.
Chen Huaian stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Eve who was following behind Li Qingran, and said indifferently:
"You, go rest in the cabin first."
These words were directed at Eve.
Eve glanced at him, then at Li Qingran, nodded, seemingly aware she was in the wrong, and obediently walked towards the cabin.
Only after she had gone far did Li Qingran come over, hugging Chen Huaian's arm, blinking her big eyes:
"Husband, what's wrong? Why are you so harsh with Sister Eve? Is it... because you suspect her?"
Chen Huaian lowered his head to look at her: "How did you know?"
"I'm not stupid." Li Qingran pouted, her lips pursed. "The way you looked at her just now was almost the same as when you looked at that sea monster. And..." she lowered her voice, "when those vines appeared, I didn't react in time, but thinking about it now, the aura of those vines was completely different from the sea monster's. At that time, only the three of us were present. The vines weren't created by you or me, so they could only have been made by Sister Eve."
Chen Huaian didn't speak, just reached out and ruffled her head.
This little girl wasn't stupid, huh~
Li Qingran squinted her eyes, enjoying it for a moment, then looked up again: "Then, husband, why don't you just ask directly?"
"Ask what?" Chen Huaian said indifferently, "At the very least, she once had the thought of saving you and even paid for your ship ticket."
Just this one sentence.
Li Qingran was stunned for a moment, then her eyes curved into crescents as she threw herself into his arms: "Husband..."
"Alright." Chen Huaian patted her back, the corner of his mouth slightly curving upward. "Let's not talk about this. Come, I'll give you something good."
"What?"
Li Qingran raised her head, blinking her big eyes, her face full of curiosity.
Chen Huaian stretched out his hand.
His palm opened.
A cluster of dark golden flame slowly materialized.
The flame was only the size of a fist, yet its intensity was startling.
It burned quietly, and as the flames flickered, they carried an extreme sense of destruction, as if they could incinerate everything in the world.
Within the flames, the faint outline of a noble divine bird could be seen spreading its wings and soaring.
But strangely—
The moment this cluster of flames appeared, what Li Qingran felt wasn't fear, but an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
It was like...
It was like this cluster of fire was cheering for her.
Was eagerly longing to get closer to her.
"This is..." Li Qingran widened her eyes.
"The Vermilion Bird's Primordial Spirit." Chen Huaian looked at her. "Senior Phoenix's suggestion—the Vermilion Bird represents Yin Fire, complementing your Profound Yin Body. If fused into your body, it can not only aid your cultivation but also protect you when you're in danger."
Li Qingran froze.
The Vermilion Bird's Primordial Spirit?
That's a Sacred Beast!
A legendary existence!
Although she didn't know exactly what level of existence the Vermilion Bird was, anything that made Chen Huaian treat it with such seriousness was definitely not simple.
"No, no!"
Li Qingran waved her hands repeatedly, shaking her head like a rattle:
"This is too precious! Husband, you keep it! I don't want it!"
Chen Huaian chuckled.
This girl, usually acting spoiled and unreasonable, always wanting little things.
When truly given something valuable, she declines instead.
"I already have the Phoenix's Primordial Spirit."
He explained, "The Phoenix represents Yang Fire, the Vermilion Bird represents Yin Fire.
These two flame attributes conflict. If both remain within my body, it's not good for them, and it's also a burden for me.
But you're different—you have a Profound Yin Body, naturally compatible with the Vermilion Bird's Yin Fire."
He paused, his gaze gentle. "And..."
He leaned close to Li Qingran's ear and whispered a few sentences in a lowered voice.
Li Qingran was stunned at first, then her cheeks instantly flushed bright red, all the way to the tips of her ears.
"Hu-husband!"
She stomped her feet in embarrassment, covering her burning face, glaring at him with watery eyes.
Chen Huaian looked at her with a faint, amused smile. "So, do you want it or not?"
Li Qingran bit her lip, her face still red, but slowly lowered her hands.
She looked at Chen Huaian, then at that cluster of dark golden flame, and said softly:
"Then... alright then."
Her voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum.
Chen Huaian smiled and shook his head, raising his hand to bring the cluster of flame before her:
"Relax your mind. Don't resist."
...
At the cabin entrance.
Eve hadn't actually gone inside.
She stood in the shadows, watching the scene on the deck through the half-open door.
The moment that cluster of dark golden flame appeared—
Her pupils constricted sharply.
That was...
Divinity of Fire?!
No, not just divinity.
Within that cluster of flames, there was intelligence!
Consciousness!
Its own will!
Eve's breath hitched for a moment.
She had seen far too much divinity.
But that divinity was all dead.
It was power stripped from Deities, cold, mechanical, and devoid of consciousness.
But this cluster of flames was different.
It was flickering, cheering, eagerly longing to get closer to that girl.
That feeling was like...
Like a living, breathing life.
Divinity with intelligence?
This... how was this possible?!
Eve stared fixedly at that cluster of flames, her mind in turmoil.
She had lived for endless ages, witnessed countless unbelievable things.
But the scene before her still exceeded her understanding.
That man...
Just what was his origin?
...
On the deck.
Li Qingran closed her eyes and relaxed her mind.
That cluster of dark golden flame slowly drifted towards her, coming to rest before the center of her brow.
The next instant—
Boom!
A warm yet scorching power surged into her body.
The power flowed along her meridians, and wherever it passed, her entire body tingled with a numbing warmth.
Li Qingran could clearly feel that cluster of flame settling into her dantian, slowly rotating, emitting a gentle glow.
At the same time, her consciousness began to sink.
Sink.
Sink into a warm darkness.
That was the process of the Vermilion Bird's Primordial Spirit fusing with her.
This required time.
It also required her to completely open her mind.
Chen Huaian stood quietly to the side, watching the faint, flickering flame mark between Li Qingran's brows, his eyes filled with gentleness.
Only after confirming that Li Qingran had completely sunk into the process.
The tenderness on his face vanished, leaving only icy coldness.
His figure flashed.
He directly disappeared from the spot.
...
At the cabin entrance.
Eve was still curiously staring in Li Qingran's direction, her mind still digesting everything she had just seen.
Suddenly—
Whoosh—!
A sharp Sword Intent abruptly appeared at the side of her neck.
The icy blade pressed against her skin; just one more inch and it would cut her throat.
"Don't move."
Chen Huaian's voice sounded by her ear, calm, yet cold as ten-thousand-year-old ice.
Eve froze in place.
She slowly turned her head, meeting a pair of eyes devoid of any warmth.
...