"As for the Vermilion Bird statue, have you heard of the Vermilion Bird's Purifying Flame?"
"No way! Isn't that just a statue?"
Feng Yuan glanced at Qi Chen, smiled, walked over, and placed his hand on the statue. Moments later, holy red flames began to burn atop the statue, and everyone felt a sense of comfort wash over them, as if all their stress had disappeared.
"What in the world..."
"It must be something left by a past generation Vermilion Bird; the little Vermilion Bird following Wu Feng couldn't achieve this."
"But this doesn't seem like it can be exchanged for money, right? Sister Xiao Qing and the others would definitely not allow us to sell these things."
Xiao Yu looked at the Vermilion Bird statue with a headache, and Feng Yuan said annoyingly after glancing at her
"What are you thinking? This statue requires the infusion of pure Fire Power to activate, and each activation is equivalent to using the Purifying Flame once."
"But we can't exchange it for money..."
