A flash of surprise crossed her exquisite face. Ji Huangâer looked up toward the voice, just in time to see the black-robed young man across from her give a wink.
Qin Feng!
A cold sneer flashed through Ji Huangâerâs bright, clear eyes as she replied via voice transmission.
"Qin Feng, what is the meaning of this?"
"Nothing much. I just figured, rather than let someone else stumble into a great deal, why not give the opportunity to you?" Qin Feng looked up, his gaze sweeping over the other Spiritual Birds in their cages.
From the corner of his eye, Qin Feng occasionally glanced at the Red Fire Sparrow.
In truth, Qin Feng had known from his very first glance that the people from the Primordial Spirit Beast Hall had made a mistake.
This large, crimson bird before them was no Red Fire Sparrow; it was clearly a pure-blooded Heaven-Burning Finch.
Before reaching maturity, Red Fire Sparrows and Heaven-Burning Finches share similar features and appearances, but their value is worlds apart.
The Red Fire Sparrow is just a very low-level Fierce Beast, not even qualifying as a Barbaric Beast. Many say this bird possesses a trace of bloodline from the Ancient Barbarian Beast, the Nine Nether Bird.
In reality, while the Red Fire Sparrow does possess a hint of the Nine Nether Birdâs bloodline, it is an incredibly faint trace that is fundamentally impossible to awaken.
Out of a million Red Fire Sparrows, you might not find a single one capable of awakening its Nine Nether Bird bloodline and evolving into a Barbaric Beast.
The Heaven-Burning Finch, however, was different. In Qin Fengâs memory, it was an exceptionally rare, High-Level Barbaric Beast that possessed one-quarter of the Vermilion Birdâs bloodline.
It could control a special type of flame: the Heaven-Burning Blood Flame.
Once it reaches its Mature Stage, it possesses terrifying power. It even has a high probability of successfully undergoing Nirvana and transforming into an Innate True Spirit Vermilion Bird.
"A bargain? For this ugly Red Fire Sparrow?" Ji Huangâerâs tone was dismissive. Her eyes danced, beautiful pupils seemingly filled with a flowing fire. Her gaze alone was enough to bewitch a personâs soul.
Though her stunning face remained cold, Ji Huangâer was actually incredibly shocked.
âDid Qin Feng also recognize this was a Heaven-Burning Finch? Impossible. Young Heaven-Burning Finches and Red Fire Sparrows are so similar, itâs almost impossible to tell them apart. I only sensed its true nature because I happened upon a Broken Feather from an Innate True Spirit Vermilion Bird and used it to cultivate a Secret Technique. How could *he* possibly recognize this Heaven-Burning Finchâs true form!â
Ji Huangâerâs heart trembled. She had set her sights on this Red Fire Sparrow the moment she entered the area, she just hadnât let it show.
Qin Fengâs gaze wandered from one iron cage to the next as he sent another voice transmission. "Fine, then. If you donât want it, Iâll buy it myself!"
Her expression stiffened, and her voice transmission grew frantic. "You dare!"
"Why wouldnât I dare? Iâll buy it right now. And if you try to outbid me, Iâll expose its identity as a Heaven-Burning Finch. A bird with a bloodline this pure would be worth tens of thousands of Points at the very leastâperhaps even over a hundred thousand. You couldnât afford that even if you sold everything you own!"
His eyes flickered. Despite his words, Qin Feng couldnât help but glance up at Ji Huangâer. It was clear now that she had also discerned the Heaven-Burning Finchâs true nature.
âHow strange,â Qin Feng wondered. âYoung Heaven-Burning Finches and Red Fire Sparrows look nearly identical. If I hadnât read about them in an ancient tome in my past life and learned to spot the subtle differences, even I wouldnât have been able to tell. How did Ji Huangâer notice there was something different about this Spiritual Sparrow?â
"What exactly do you want?" Hearing Qin Fengâs voice transmission, Ji Huangâer grew anxious.
A Heaven-Burning Finch was a stroke of immense, heaven-sent fortune. It was just a fledgling, too. If she could tame it, she would gain an unimaginably powerful ally in the future.
Ji Huangâer was genuinely worried that Qin Feng would ruin everything in a fit of pique.
Qin Feng sighed to himself. In truth, if it werenât for his Water Attribute Constitution, he would never have let Ji Huangâer have this Heaven-Burning Finch.
Of course, there was another important reason: raising a Heaven-Burning Finch to its Mature Stage required immense financial backing.
Without sufficient Spirit Medicines and Spiritual Objects to nurture it, even if Qin Feng acquired the Heaven-Burning Finch, it would be impossible for it to properly mature for several hundred years.
The current Qin Feng obviously lacked such financial resources.
"I donât want anything," Qin Feng said. "I just want to give it to you!"
"Is this how you give a girl a gift?" Ji Huangâer was on the verge of erupting.
"Itâs my first time giving a gift to a girl, so itâs only natural to be a little nervous, hehe!" Qin Feng said, waggling his eyebrows at Ji Huangâer.
âShameless scoundrel!â
Ji Huangâer shot the black-robed young man a harsh glare. "I wonât be indebted to you for this!"
"When I give a woman something, I donât need her gratitude. My own satisfaction is enough," Qin Feng said, his gaze indifferent.
Jiang Liu remained completely oblivious to the strange tension crackling between Qin Feng and Ji Huangâer. He led them past cage after cage, introducing the Spiritual Birds.
"This is a Bai Yueying..."
"This is an Iron-blooded Black-feathered Eagle..."
"And over here we have a Flower-Feathered Bird..."
Being an excellent salesman, Jiang Liu dutifully explained the pros, cons, and special characteristics of each Spiritual Bird, rattling off their various unique abilities from memory.
"Thatâs enough. Iâll take this Red Fire Sparrow. Sixty Points!" Ji Huangâer interrupted Jiang Liu, pointing directly at the bird.
He turned to look at the Red Fire Sparrow that Ji Huangâer was pointing at.
âJi Huangâer is actually interested in this ruffled-looking bird?â
Qin Feng saw the look in Jiang Liuâs eyes. The Red Fire Sparrowâs appearance was indeed rather poor. Its feathers were gaudy, it was sticking its rear in the air, and it looked scruffy. Compared to the other birds, it was certainly lacking in beauty.
âWhy would Ji Huangâer want this Red Fire Sparrow? Could there be something odd about it?â
Muttering to himself, Jiang Liu gave her a strange look. He watched her expression, trying to probe her limits. "Sixty Points? Iâm afraid not. This Red Fire Sparrow is priced at ninety Points. Just look at its striking plumage, its bright eyes, its exceptional fierceness..."
Ji Huangâer cut him off. "Sixty-five Points. Sell it or donât!"
Jiang Liu replied, dissatisfied. "Eighty Points! Thatâs the absolute lowest price!"
"Seventy Points is my maximum!"
Seeing the impatience written all over Ji Huangâerâs face, Jiang Liu deliberated for a moment. He ultimately concluded there was nothing suspicious. Heâd inspected this Red Fire Sparrow carefully himself and hadnât found anything special about it.
After a moment, Jiang Liu gave a wry smile. "Very well. Since this is Elder Jiâs first visit to our humble shop, Iâll take a step back!"
Jiang Liu gestured with his hand, and an attendant immediately came forward, opened the iron cage, and retrieved a Control Bracelet used for taming Fierce Beasts, handing it to Ji Huangâer.
Jiang Liu smiled wryly at Ji Huangâer. "Elder Ji, weâve truly sold this to you at a loss. You must frequent our Primordial Spirit Beast Shop in the future! Our shop doesnât just sell Fierce Beasts and Barbaric Beasts; we also purchase live ones. If you ever capture any Fierce Beasts or Barbaric Beasts, Elder Ji, please consider selling to us first!"
That last sentence was the real point. Jiang Liu hadnât cared about the Red Fire Sparrow from the beginning. His primary objective was to build a good relationship with Ji Huangâer, the Elder Vermilion Bird.
To become an Elder was undoubtedly a testament to Ji Huangâerâs excellence; it was no exaggeration to say she had a limitless future. If she truly lived up to her potential, that connection alone would bring Jiang Liu endless benefits.
"Iâve made my choice as well. Iâll take that one!" Just then, Qin Feng, who had been surveying the cages, pointed to one and spoke up.
"That one?" Jiang Liu glanced at Qin Feng in surprise. He followed his gaze, and his own expression quickly turned peculiar.
It was a large, white bird with pure white feathers. A single, comical tuft stuck straight up from the top of its head, making it look rather ridiculous.
It had a vacant, dopey expression, looking just like a Silly Bird.
In fact, thatâs exactly what it was: a dopey, empty-headed Silly Bird.