Maximum Comprehension: Taking Care of Swords In A Sword Pavilion - #1504 - 1504 Improving the Quality of the Golden Crow Divine Flame, Divine Beast Phoenix (4)

It was only a few million miles away in two days. This was also the reason why Han Muye had rested on the way and assimilated Mu Changkong’s divine flames before fighting the mutated beasts he encountered.

When he arrived at Zhuo Yuan’s tribe, Zhuo Yu was still in seclusion. Elder Zhuo Zhenyu received Han Muye.

In the past hundred years, Zhuo Yuan and Han Shan had communicated a lot. Zhuo Zhenyu and Han Muye were quite familiar with each other.

“Patriarch Mu Ye is preparing for the Sun Seizing Conference. Don’t worry, as long as my Zhuo Yuan Tribe has any treasures, feel free to mention them.” Zhuo Zhenyu looked at Han Muye and smiled.

In the race, the higher-ups of the race often communicated.

They were unanimously optimistic about Han Muye’s future.

It was a sure bet, a shoo-in.

Moreover, Han Shan’s forces were not very powerful and did not pose a real threat to Zhuo Yuan’s forces.

The two of them had a good relationship. Patriarch Zhuo Yu had once invited Han Muye to be the vice patriarch.

The rise of the Han Shan Tribe and Han Muye’s becoming a true spirit was a good thing for the Zhuo Yuan Tribe.

“I don’t lack other treasures.”

Han Muye waved his hand and said, “It’s just divine flames. I don’t have much.”

Divine Flame?

Who among the Golden Crow race did not lack this thing?

Zhuo Zhenyu chuckled and raised his hand. A golden-red flame rose in his palm.

“I’ll give this divine flame to Patriarch Mu Ye.”

“If you still need it, I can help you take a look at the other Elders.”

No one’s divine flames came from nowhere. They were all accumulated through cultivation.

It was already a huge favor for Zhuo Zhenyu to give him a ball of divine flame.

Han Muye did not take the flame from Zhuo Zhenyu’s hand. Instead, a golden flame rose from his palm.

When the flame appeared, Zhuo Zhenyu’s expression changed and his eyes widened.

“I came to exchange some divine flames with you seniors.”

Exchange divine flames!

Looking at the golden divine flame in Han Muye’s hand, Zhuo Zhenyu’s eyes gleamed.

“Are you really willing?”

For flames of this level in the Golden Crow tribe, the cost to condense them was immeasurable.

No matter who it was, no one would willingly waste even a bit of such flames.

Han Muye nodded.

Zhuo Zhenyu took a deep breath, and a golden fireball appeared in his palm.

“This is the Hundred-Tribes Divine Flame, accumulated over 10,000 years.

“This trade is advantageous for me.”

Exchanging the flames, both felt the newly acquired flame’s quality, and smiles appeared on their faces.

For Han Muye, as long as he assimilated the newly acquired flames with his own, he could directly transform them all into high-quality divine flames.

Zhuo Zhenyu, on the other hand, had to carefully refine this flame. It would take several hundred or even a thousand years to slowly improve the quality of his own flames.

In the Golden Crow tribe, there were few with flames of such quality, and no one would willingly offer their divine flames for others to refine.

Those experts who had cultivated for countless years also had no shortage of divine flames. They wouldn’t face the awkward situation that Han Muye currently found himself in.

Having high-quality divine flames but not enough quantity.

Zhuo Zhenyu helped Han Muye tour the entire Zhuo Yuan Tribe.

A few days later, Han Muye had 30,000 clusters of Golden Crow Divine Flame.

This was the accumulation of three million years of cultivation.

Of course, most of the elders in the Zhuoyuan tribe held a similar amount.

In other words, Han Muye exchanging high-quality divine flames was equivalent to the divine flame accumulation of one Zhuoyuan tribe elder.

Three days later, Zhuo Yu came out of seclusion.

The quality of the divine flames in Zhuo Yu’s hands was considerably better than that of other elders.

Han Muye exchanged 100 clusters with him.

Zhuo Yu also generously exchanged for 10,000 clusters of divine flames, allowing Han Muye to accumulate 40,000 clusters of divine flames.

Han Muye dared not guess how many divine flames Zhuo Yu had accumulated.

“Patriarch Zhuo, I wonder where there’s a divine flame that’s not inferior to our Golden Crow Tribe?”

After exchanging divine flames, Han Muye asked.

Zhuo Yu pondered for a moment and smiled.

“Speaking of which, I do know a place where there is one.”

His eyes flickered as he whispered, “You know about the phoenix tribe, right?”

Primordial Divine Beast, Phoenix.

Not only did Han Muye know, but there was also a guy with phoenix bloodline who called him godfather.

His eyes sparkled, and he whispered, “Thirty million miles to the west, at the Limitless Mountain Range, there are divine beasts Phoenix and a group with Phoenix bloodline.”

Divine beast Phoenix, and a tribe!

Han Muye’s heart skipped a beat.

A group protected by the true form of a divine beast; this was extremely rare in the world!