For a full day, Kent stood by the Phoenix’s side, channeling his own life force to aid in the creature’s evolution. Sweat poured down his face, and his body trembled with exhaustion, but he refused to give up.
As the phoenix lived a longer life without evolving, its vitality is at bare minimum. To solve this problem, Kent inserted golden needles into the phoenix body and continued to infuse the healing aura to every cell.
Kent’s body turned burning red as he is spending all his mana at unbelievable pace. He is also using this chance to understand the capacity of his mana reserves.
Slowly but surely, the Phoenix’s form grew stronger, its transformation nearing completion.
The painful cries of phoenix slowly turned into excited calling.
By the time Kent fell back in exhaustion, the Phoenix stood tall and proud while burning itself in Nirvanic Flames.
Soon, the nirvanic flames burned the outer old appearance of the phoenix. As the flames fades, a younger, vibrant phoenix bird which is half size to Kent, appeared in his view.
Its feathers blazed with a radiant fire, and its eyes, once dim, now gleamed with the light of a thousand suns. The Phoenix spread its wings, letting out a triumphant cry that echoed through the mountains.
“I… I feel alive again,” the Phoenix marveled, its voice no longer frail. “For the first time in decades, I feel whole.”
Kent, though tired, smiled in satisfaction. “I told you I could help.”
The Phoenix lowered its head while spreading its wings wide with fiery glow.
“You have given me back my life. I am in your debt.”
Kent shook his head. “There’s no debt. You helped me when I needed it, and now I’ve returned the favor. We’re even.”
The Phoenix regarded him thoughtfully. “Even so, I cannot ignore the bond that has formed between us. I will follow you, Kent, until I find a place where I can settle. I am all alone on this small planet. So, I will be in your service for the time being.”
Kent nodded, feeling the weight of the Phoenix’s words. To have such a powerful ally at his side would be invaluable in the battles to come.
Now, he possesses two divine beasts under his command. There are phoenixes in other realms, but no one is controlling dragons now.
The Dragon Race living in the Abandoned island near the 9th realm, restricted themselves to the same island and banned anyone from controlling dragons.
This is why no one had a dragon to pet. The only Human who has a dragon pet is Kent.
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The old patriarch of the Eternal Sun Sect stood anxiously at the entrance of the small mountain gate, his eyes fixated on the path leading into the narrow valley. He had been standing there for hours, his heart weighed down by uncertainty.
The previous day, the cries of the old Phoenix had echoed through the mountains, but since then, there had been nothing but an eerie silence. The wind had stilled, and only the soft chirping of crickets and the occasional rustle of leaves broke the darkness.
“What could be happening there? It’s been too long… I hope nothing has gone wrong.” he muttered to himself, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of Kent or the Phoenix.
Suddenly, the mountain air seemed to shift, and the silence that had blanketed the valley was interrupted. The old patriarch’s heart skipped a beat as he saw a figure emerging from the small gate.
Kent was walking slowly toward him. Walking beside Kent was a middle aged woman—her entire being seemed to radiate a fiery glow, her clothes dancing with the embrace of flames that swirled gently around her form.
Patriarch Jan blinked in disbelief. His lips parted, but no words came out for a moment as he stared at the mysterious woman. “Kent…” “Where… where is the old Phoenix? Is it still alright? And…
who is this woman?” He asked anxiously.
Kent smiled and turned to the woman beside him. Her lips curved into a smile. “Don’t you recognize me, Patriarch Jan?” she asked, her voice filled with playfulness.
The old patriarch’s eyes narrowed as he stepped forward, his gaze focusing intently on her face. The realization hit him like a wave, and his knees almost buckled. “It… can’t be…” he whispered, his voice trembling with astonishment. “You… you’re the old Phoenix?”
The woman nodded, her eyes gleaming with fiery glow. “Yes, it’s me, Patriarch. Thanks to Kent’s help, I have evolved. This is my human form.”
The old patriarch was utterly stunned, his mouth agape as he took in the sight before him. The once-dying Phoenix he had seen barely clinging to life was now standing before him in the form of a radiant, sexy woman. He swallowed hard, his throat dry.
“Lady… I can’t believe it. You look… magnificent. Thank the heavens you live a long life.” He said, his voice thick with emotion.
The woman nodded, a look of gratitude on her face. “Thank you for keeping this place a secret, Patriarch,” she said softly. “Your care allowed me to rest here in peace for all these years. Without your help, I would not have survived.”
Patriarch Jan shook his head, wiping away a tear of joy. “No, it’s you I must thank. To see you alive, reborn, is a blessing to the Eternal Sun Sect. Also Kent…”
Kent interrupted the patriarch from saying thank you. “Patriarch, I will be leaving soon and may not return for a very long time. But I want you to know that if the sect ever faces trouble, I’ll come back, no matter where I am.”
The old patriarch sighed but nodded, understanding the weight of the path Kent was on. “Very well, Kent. Just know that we will always await your return.”
With a respectful bow to the patriarch, Kent and the transformed-Phoenix, rose into the sky. They flew gracefully toward the Rising Sun Peak, the wind carrying them through the night like phantoms of fire power.