C2055 A Race to the Top
After the flames burned, the Vermillion Bird's spiritual energy was not completely erased.
In fact, the Vermilion Bird could even feel that although its spiritual power had weakened, it was far purer than before.
"This …" The Vermillion Bird revealed an astonished expression.
As a Formative Elf, the Vermillion Bird could accept the respect of others. Although its mental strength was strong, it was also mixed with many impurities.
These impurities were primarily due to the mental thoughts of the believers.
The Vermilion Bird had already refined the will of its soul, but what it didn't expect was that within its mind energy, there were still so many impurities.
And now, these impurities had been directly wiped out.
The Vermillion Bird was somewhat hesitant.
After a long time, the Vermillion Bird said, "You will lose this battle. Earlier, I was considering leaving …"
Han Zhen did not respond. It was as if he did not care about the Vermillion Bird's thoughts. He only replied, "Your mental strength is truly too miscellaneous!"
The Vermillion Bird didn't feel embarrassed by this and continued, "But since you're helping me, I'll stay and help you!"
The Vermillion Bird's heart was moved. It had limited control over spiritual energy, and being born with a Formative Elf was one of the obstacles in its way to cultivate the Vermillion Sacred Seal.
This was because the more pure one's strength was, the more powerful one would be.
During these few days of cultivation, the Vermillion Bird had already detected the effects of the impurities in one's spiritual energy. When travelling on the Vermillion Sacred Seal, the Vermillion Bird was unable to fully display its might.
But today, the Vermilion Bird had discovered that its spiritual energy was exceptionally lively. To it, this was extremely good news.
"You have too much energy, you can't refine the Heavenly River Star Sand." Han Zhen sent out a message.
The Vermillion Bird immediately became mute.
The night was dark, and all the climbers had already left. It was difficult for them to spend the night at such a high altitude.
Han Zhen was the only one on the empty and lonely mountain peak.
Lonely and lonely.
The mountain winds howled, Han Zhen's body was completely covered by darkness.
In front of Han Zhen, there was only a faint red light that went deep into the ground.
Under the ground, raging flames were rising.
The next morning.
Unresigned, Fujii Meiko came to the front desk once again. She had to ask Han Zhen to leave as soon as possible to avoid encountering Shozaburo Kamiya. Fujii Meiko looked anxious as she asked, "May I ask if there is anyone from Chinese who is staying here?"
Although the front desk knew that the news of the guests should not be leaked, but the front desk also knew that those who came here today were either rich or noble. The receptionist, who had been entertaining Fujii Meiko before, immediately said respectfully, "There's no room for Chinese today."
Fujii Meiko frowned. Since Han Zhen didn't move in, didn't that mean that Han Zhen was always on the mountain? Fujii Meiko was slightly surprised, because she saw that Han Zhen did not bring any tools to climb the mountain. In the eyes of a professional like Fujii Meiko, this was impossible.
"Maybe something has happened!" Fujii Meiko immediately thought of the scene where Han Zhen unexpectedly fell.
"No, I have to go up the mountain!" Fujii Meiko immediately decided.
After Fujii Meiko informed the other team members.
"Miss Teng Jing, the Lord of the Valley of the Gods has confirmed that Sheng Yue has sealed off the mountain. No one is allowed to go up the mountain!" The female team member who was originally in the same group as Fujii Meiko had finally arrived late.0
Fujii Meiko frowned. Originally, this girl was in the same room as her. Furthermore, she had returned to her room in the middle of the night. Obviously, the girl was staying with Shozaburo Kamiya and the others during this period of time.
This was not surprising. To be able to get to know the upper echelons of the capital in such a small hotel, there must be countless people rushing over.
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