The streets before the New Holy Land swarmed with people and vehicles. They were stopped by soldiers a hundred meters away, but they still managed to see the Phoenix and witness the helicopter crash.
Journalists from Yang City snapped photos furiously. Perhaps Yang City—no, the entire Dragon Country—had never seen such a significant news topic.
Phoenix Sings on Mount Qi!
Helicopter Crash!
Either of these could make the front page.
Ye Tianshi sighed and sent someone to check for survivors. Although Xia Wanjuan had displeased him, Ye Tianshi was impartial and just.
Unfortunately, both the pilot and Xia Wanjuan were already lifeless.
Ye Tianshi immediately phoned Zhou Weimou, asking him to relay a message to the leader. Was the New Holy Land truly a sacred place? It was more like a demonic one. Ye Tianshi had a premonition that the New Holy Land was not something they could possess. He suggested they abandon it.
Zhou Weimou sighed and agreed, but he also knew the leader would not consent. If the secret of the New Holy Land's creation could be uncovered, they might be able to engineer artificial ones. By then, Spiritual Energy would flourish anew throughout the Dragon Country. The nation could become the world's leader and might even have a small chance of venturing beyond the Milky Way.
Would the leader relinquish such an opportunity? Even if the leader were willing, the Sword Emperor wouldn't give it up, would he?
Yang City was abuzz. On every street and in every alley, people were talking about the Phoenix. People from nearby cities came to watch the New Holy Land from beyond the military cordon, waiting for the Phoenix to appear once more. Even individuals from other countries and cities arrived, eager to see if the Phoenix truly existed or if it was just a tall tale from the people of Yang City.
They were bound to be disappointed, for the Phoenix had already turned into a little sparrow and returned home with Wu Tian and Qin Yuhan.
The Little Kirin was overjoyed, calling out to the Phoenix affectionately in a series of beastly chirps, as if to say, "I'm your older brother."
The little Phoenix, perched on Wu Tian's shoulder, just snorted. "So what if you're my brother? Don't you dare tell me what to do."
The Little Kirin was heartbroken. It had protected the Phoenix egg when Qin Yuhan and Murong Yezi had mistaken it for an ostrich egg and planned to cook it. But now that it had hatched, the Phoenix acted as if it didn't recognize its protector at all. The Little Kirin sulked off to a corner.
The next morning, as Wu Tian was having breakfast, Murong Yezi was also drawn to the "sparrow" on his shoulder.
"I never thought a sparrow could be so beautiful. Its makeup is very well done."
Wu Tian was speechless.
As they were about to leave, his daughter said, "Dad, Grandma doesn't recognize its value, but I know this is a Phoenix."
Wu Tian nodded with satisfaction.
The little girl held out her palm, and the little Phoenix, perceiving the child's cuteness, landed on it, thinking she had found a gentle soul.
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