"Greetings, fellow Daoists. I am Feng Yue,"
The young man approached, cupping his hands in courtesy as he spoke first.
Zhou Xun swept his Divine Sense over the man, noting that he had Middle-Stage Core Formation Cultivation.
"Ah, Daoist Feng, may I ask what guidance you have for me?" Zhou Xun returned the gesture of respect.
"Oh, it's nothing much. I just noticed the flying spirit beast you were riding seems to be a Crimson Flame Simurgh?"
The young man smiled, speaking with a hint of deeper meaning.
"Daoist Feng, you have a keen eye. My flying spirit beast is indeed a Crimson Flame Simurgh, though its grade is somewhat lower." Zhou Xun replied calmly.
Upon hearing this, the young man's eyes lit up, exuding a gleam of delight, and he hastily said:
"This is wonderful. I have an immodest request."
"I've been searching for this Crimson Flame Simurgh for decades. Now that I've finally seen it, I wonder if you could part with it. I'm willing to pay a high price."
