Chapter 517
Chapter 517: Chapter 43: Act, That’s Acting!
Chapter 517: Chapter 43: Act, That’s Acting!
Phoenixes do not perch but upon the parasol tree, nor drink but from the sweet springs.
What to do if there’s not a parasol tree large enough for the whole Phoenix Clan to roost?
The answer came: find a tree big enough and then name it “parasol tree.”
“Isn’t this a Fusang Tree?
The Fusang Tree of the Golden Crow Clan!” Arriving at the center of the valley and seeing the enormous tree reaching into the sky, Ling Yunpo, disguised as “Feng Jiu,” couldn’t help but ask.
“You are mistaken, brother,” one of the Vermilion Bird Cultivators said.
“This is a parasol tree.”
“But…” Ling Yunpo still wanted to try arguing when a Vermilion Bird next to him said, “Brother, I understand what you mean, but you should know that a parasol tree cannot possibly grow to be several hundred feet tall.”
“If there isn’t a giant tree hundreds of feet tall, how can it accommodate so many of our clan members?
But the Phoenix must perch atop a parasol tree, such are the ancestral laws.”
“So you just named this tree… cough, I mean this Fusang Tree, a ‘parasol tree,’ right?” Ling Yunpo realized, “Where did the seed for this tree come from?”
“Of course, we took… ahem, I mean, we borrowed it from the Golden Crow Clan inside the tower,” replied the Vermilion Bird Cultivator.
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“I see,” Ling Yunpo nodded and said, “That’s not unusual after all, the Feathered Clan of the world is one family; borrowing something small isn’t a big deal.”
“Indeed, the Feathered Clan of the world is one family,” nodded the Vermilion Birds in agreement.
Walking from the edge of the valley to its center, Ling Yunpo also learned the names of the three Vermilion Bird Cultivators: “Feng Yi,” “Feng San,” and “Feng Wu.”
The reason for their arithmetic sequence of names was that their parents were not educated…
In the Demon Locking Tower, isolated from the outside world, both Scripture Scrolls and Jade Slips were a luxury, making clan education simply impossible.
As for “Feng Er” and “Feng Si,” they had already married off and were now in their husbands’ homes raising children, so they had not come along.
Soon, as the news of Ling Yunpo, this “foreigner,” spread, a large number of Vermilion Bird Cultivators came out to see the commotion.
The three brothers with arithmetic sequence names dispersed the curious clan members, and Ling Yunpo finally got his wish to meet the chieftain of the Vermilion Bird Clan.
The chieftain treated him warmly and was keenly astute, inquiring about many political situations within the Eastern Emperor Realm (though why he sought such information was unclear), and Ling Yunpo answered each question in detail.
He hadn’t slacked off during his general education with the Azure Dragon Clan, thus his answers were watertight.
After Ling Yunpo left, two elders emerged from the inner chamber and cautiously began to discuss with the chieftain:
“Was there anything amiss with his answers?”
“No… but that in itself is the biggest problem.”
“You mean to say, an ordinary Vermilion Bird Cultivator shouldn’t have such a clear and comprehensive understanding of the political situation in the Eastern Emperor Realm?”
“Exactly, and I suspect he might be a direct descendant of our clan, for only direct descendants would receive such comprehensive general education.”
“But, direct descendants wouldn’t just recklessly leave the Eastern Emperor Realm, would they?”
“The first possibility is that he truly encountered some mishap, which led him to drift to the Mortal Realm.”
“With the countless wonders in the Great Thousand Worlds, it is not entirely unfounded there could be affairs unknown to us.”
“As for the second possibility, he might have premeditated his infiltration.”
“Oh?
Has his Phoenix Bloodline been verified?”
“It has been, and the rank is exceptionally high… but this only intensifies the dissonance; after all, the clan would never allow such direct descendants to go abroad so casually.”
“Speaking of which, I have heard from a Shushan Cultivator that remnants of the Phoenix Bloodline also exist among the Human Race.”
“You’re saying, the Xu Family of Southern Heaven?”
“It’s highly unlikely that the Xu Family of Southern Heaven would possess such a pure bloodline.
In any case, it’s still best to have someone keep an eye on them for now.”
……
After leaving the clan leader’s hall, Ling Yunpo was immediately surrounded by the curious members of the Zhu Niao Clan.
In the past hundred years, all new members of the clan had been born from within, with no outsiders joining.
Therefore, “Feng Jiu,” a standard outsider, instantly sparked everyone’s curiosity.
Everyone clustered around Feng Jiu, offering gifts and asking questions, creating a warm and friendly atmosphere that even made Ling Yunpo, the traitor, feel somewhat embarrassed.
“By the way, does the Sword Master really feel ’embarrassed’?” Qing Ping Sword started a private conversation with the Kunlun Mirror again.
“I suppose he does,” the Kunlun Mirror replied indifferently, “It’s just that it’s always fleeting.
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The depths of this guy’s shamelessness are truly unfathomable-I have no idea what could make him blush for longer than a quarter of an hour.”
“Uh, for example, if his identity as a traitor was exposed in front of his highly trusted junior brothers, junior sisters, and young ladies?”
“If that day ever comes, he would confidently say ‘It’s all the world’s fault,’” the Kunlun Mirror sighed, “As long as he’s mentally prepared, his skin is absolutely invincible…”
“Hey, Sword Master,” Qing Ping Sword directly asked Ling Yunpo, “Wasn’t your conversation with that clan leader a bit too detailed and thorough?
A regular member of the Demon Race wouldn’t know that much, right?”
“That’s exactly what I want them to suspect,” Ling Yunpo replied with a cold laugh, “Feng Jiu is no ordinary demon; the apparent certainness is a facade.”
“As long as they adopt this mindset and strive to see beyond the surface to the second layer, they will certainly take what’s on the second layer as the truth.”
“As for the third and fourth layers, who would bother thinking that far?”
“Ah, I understand now!” exclaimed Qing Ping Sword, “It’s like hiding something inside a locked box, and once you’ve worked hard to unlock it, you assume what’s inside must be the treasure, without realizing that the real treasure is actually hidden in a secret compartment.
Is that what you mean?”
“Exactly, Qing Ping, you’re finally catching up with my train of thought,” said Ling Yunpo with a chuckle, “Now, it’s time to show them the corresponding ‘lock’.”
He brushed off the curious clanspeople, then found Feng Yi, who had previously led him in, and started making conversation:
“By the way, how many members does our clan have now?”
“Roughly five hundred or so,” answered Feng Yi.
“What about those who have undergone transformation?”
“For the children who haven’t transformed, about one-fifth,” Feng Yi replied.
“Looking at it this way, the birth rate of newborns seems to be quite healthy,” Ling Yunpo nodded thoughtfully, “How about the clan’s educational system?”
“Clan educational system?
What’s that?” Feng Yi asked, puzzled.
“Uh, never mind,” Ling Yunpo smoothly changed the subject, “By the way, there are many beautiful girls in the clan, aren’t there?”
“Yes, indeed!” Feng Yi instantly became animated, “Let me tell you, see that one over there, the one with the brightly colored feathers…”
The two chatted away, arm in arm.
Half a minute later, the content of their conversation appeared verbatim in front of the clan leader and two elders.
“Birth rates?” the clan leader said with a frown, “What is this Feng Jiu concerned about our clan’s birth rate for?”
“The family’s birth rate is the most fundamental indicator of a family’s ability to continue, right?” one elder remarked casually.
“What do you mean?” asked the other elder with a frown, “Is he trying to gather intelligence on the clan’s…
foundational strength?”