How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

The next day...

The foot of Wanfazong Mountain remains bustling with activity. Although some people left yesterday, new figures continue to join.

Wang Lin arrived at the mountain gate and, seeing the still bustling crowd, clearly read out the assessment rules once again. Then, the assessment of the Illusionary Spirit Ladder officially began.

And on Wanfa Peak...

Little Ningyun sat on a stone bench, her little hand supporting her chin, her round eyes fixed intently on the mythical beast egg before her. Her hair was styled in two neat double buns, and her exquisitely beautiful face was filled with seriousness and anticipation.

The golden eggshell was entwined with gilded cloud patterns, and within the patterns flowed a vast and powerful aura of divine beasts. At this moment, the surface of the eggshell was undulating slightly, occasionally emitting fragments of spiritual light, and a very faint heartbeat could be heard from within, clearly indicating that the moment of hatching was approaching.

Standing to the side, Hua Ruoxi exclaimed with delight, "Master Ning, the little one inside the egg is about to hatch!"

Ning Yun sat upright, her small body taut, her little hands gently clutching the hem of her skirt, afraid that even the slightest movement would disturb the little chick inside the egg. She leaned closer and whispered, "Little chick, come out quickly! Yun'er has prepared sweet spiritual fruits for you, and a soft little nest too."

"There's a chick inside? That's highly unlikely. Just look at the cloud patterns flowing around the eggshell; it's definitely not an ordinary beast," Hua Ruoxi said softly.

The gilded cloud patterns on the golden eggshell flickered with the pulsation inside, as if responding to Xiao Ningyun's call.

Whenever the eggshell wiggles slightly and makes a soft "humming" sound, Ning Yun's eyes light up, and she leans forward with her little body, her eyes full of joy, as if afraid that her happiness will disturb the little one inside.

The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly surged, as if drawn by an invisible force, and frantically converged towards the golden divine beast egg in the center.

Ning Yun blinked, and heard a crisp buzzing sound coming from deep inside the eggshell, followed by a "crack—"

A crack suddenly appeared on the golden eggshell and spread instantly. The gilded cloud patterns flickered wildly at the crack, bursting out with dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire pavilion.

The pulsation inside the egg grew more and more rapid, accompanied by a series of cracking sounds, and the once intact egg body split open inch by inch.

Little Ningyun clenched her tiny hands, held her breath, and her round eyes were filled with surprise. Suddenly, a small, fiery red bird appeared before her, no bigger than the palm of her hand. The little creature shook its fluffy head, opened its eyes, and looked directly at Ningyun, its glassy eyes full of affection. It waddled down its short legs and pounced onto Ningyun's hand, gently nuzzling her fingertips with its soft head, emitting a sweet, clear chirp.

Ning Yun's eyes instantly crinkled with laughter. She carefully cradled the little bird in her palm, its soft texture filling her with joy. She called out gently, "Little one, you're finally out!"

The little creature ignored Xiao Ningyun's words and closed its eyes. Suddenly, the eggshell on the stone table floated up, turned into fragments, and slowly merged into the little creature's body.

The little guy's cultivation level skyrocketed... Cave Void Realm... True Person Realm... Heavenly King Realm... Saint Realm... and his cultivation level continued to rise. "Boom..." An even more terrifying Saintly pressure erupted from the little guy's body, early Saint Realm... late Saint Realm... peak Saint Realm, "Boom..." early Saint King Realm... until the peak Saint King Realm, the little guy's aura slowly stabilized.

Hua Ruoxi covered her mouth with her small hand, staring in shock at the fiery red little creature on the stone table.

"Master Ning, the little guy is emanating the pressure of a saint, and it's incredibly powerful. Judging from his aura, he should be a high-level saint king. I just don't know what kind of demon beast he is."

"whee……"

Xiao Ningyun seemed not to hear Hua Ruoxi's words and directly held the little guy in her palm. The little guy opened his eyes, tilted his head slightly, and sensed the connection between his soul and Xiao Ningyun. With a "thump," he immediately flew onto Xiao Ningyun's shoulder.

"Little one, you're so red, how about I call you Little Red from now on?" Xiao Ningyun said.

"No, I don't want it, this name is too ugly..." The little guy jumped around on my shoulder, flapping his wings in protest.

With a look of surprise, Xiao Ningyun took the little one off her shoulder and asked, "You can talk?"

"Isn't it normal to be able to talk? I'm a divine beast!" the little guy said proudly, raising his head.

Little Ning Yun's eyes sparkled; she found the little guy incredibly amusing. Hua Ruoxi couldn't help but laugh as well, "Master Ning, this little guy is so intelligent; he'll definitely be a great help to you in the future."

Xiao Ningyun looked at the little Hou next to her with a look of disdain and said, "Look at you, you've been out for so long and you still can't learn to talk."

Lu Hou slammed its paw on the stone table, causing it to shake slightly in protest. It thought to itself, "My bloodline is far superior to this little thing's, hmph... but I don't know why I can't speak. No, I have to ask my master." Then, it leaped to Lu Chen's feet.

Lu Chen, sitting in the rocking chair, patted Lu Hou's head: "Your bloodline is stronger and nobler. You can only speak when you reach the Half-Immortal Realm."

Upon hearing its master say that its bloodline was very noble, Lu Hou happily rubbed against Lu Chen's feet.

"System, check what breed this little mythical beast is."

"Ding, species: divine beast phoenix, cultivation level: peak of Saint King realm, experience: due to internal strife in his family, he was sealed in a source stone by his parents in the Immortal Realm and sent to the lower realm."

"I never expected this little red bird to be a phoenix, and a phoenix with a story at that," Lu Chen thought to himself.

"Since you're male, it's really not appropriate to call you Little Red. From now on, I'll call you Little Fire!" Xiao Ningyun said.

"It doesn't sound good...it doesn't sound good," the little guy said, jumping around on the stone table.

"Then you can choose a name between Little Red and Little Fire."

"None of them sound good. Can you come up with a more imposing name?" the little guy asked, looking up at Xiao Ningyun.

Xiao Ningyun gently touched the little phoenix's fluffy golden-red feathers with her fingertips and softly uttered the name she had been thinking about for a long time: "How about Rongrong?"

The little phoenix flapped its still-growing wings, shook its little head rapidly, and its round eyes were full of disdain.

"No...no, these are all too weak."

The little creature, its fluffy feathers tinged with sparks, flew to Ning Yun's shoulder and gently rubbed her cheek with its sharp beak, as if seriously protesting—it was a divine phoenix of noble blood, and it didn't want such a soft and cuddly name.

Ning Yun was amused by its appearance and rubbed its little head. "How about... I give you a more imposing name?"

The little phoenix immediately quieted down, its bright eyes staring straight at her, full of anticipation.

Little Ningyun had no idea how to name people, so she turned to Lu Chen and said, "Master, can you help me come up with a few names? I don't know how."

Lu Chen thought for a moment and said, "How about 'Burning Heaven'? It implies burning everything in its path and destroying the heavens."

The little guy's tiny flames all around him brightened a bit.

"It can also be called 'Jinxiao'. 'Jin' represents the embers of a flame, rebirth, and is a symbol of the phoenix's indomitable spirit; 'Xiao' refers to the clouds and the nine heavens, implying soaring into the sky and looking down on the heavens."

Together, they are reborn from the ashes, soaring straight to the heavens.

The little phoenix tilted its head, listening intently. When it heard the meaning of the name "Jinxiao," a joyful phoenix cry resounded throughout the entire Wanfa Sect. It flapped its wings and circled Ning Yun once, its tail tip scattering tiny golden sparks—