Clan Immortal Cultivation: I Can See Hints

Inside the cave heaven, Lin Shiming carefully put away the Minor Divine Ability Fruit, but at that moment, he felt a surge of divine soul fluctuations rising and falling relentlessly.

Lin Shiming was filled with doubt. The fluctuation was strikingly unfamiliar. In the next moment, he turned his gaze toward a certain peak, where a massive crimson bird egg was continuously releasing spiritual fire.

The spiritual fire surged higher and higher, seemingly stronger than the three-colored spiritual fire of the Red-haired Demon Monkey.

Lin Shiming's eyes narrowed sharply.

This bird egg was brought out from the Taihan Secret Realm by Lin Xianzhi fifteen years ago.

The phoenix bird possessed a fire attribute Phoenix Demon bloodline. In the secret realm, it not only didn't perish but managed to survive.

It's worth noting that this realm produces Thousand Year Cold Jade.

The temperatures there are terrifyingly low, capable of freezing ordinary demonic beasts to death—let alone fire-attribute beasts, which are particularly sensitive to cold.

Lin Shiming had placed the egg within the cave heaven to slow its hatching, fearing that Lin Zeying was still too young and lacked sufficient cultivation to cast the Soul Binding Forbidden spell.

Yet now, despite the absence of fire-attribute spiritual power or other fire resources, the phoenix bird was already about to hatch.

Its aura was unmistakably at the early stage of the Third Rank Purple Mansion.

For a demonic beast to be born directly into the Purple Mansion stage was beyond Lin Shiming's expectations. After all, even Wang Jiao had only reached late-stage Foundation Establishment upon birth.

Lin Shiming swiftly activated a prohibitive array.

This array could temporarily seal the phoenix bird, delaying its hatching while suppressing its movements and even sealing its divine sense and thoughts.

Afterward, he left the cave heaven and ascended Thousand Wood Peak, extending his divine sense outward.

Soon, he located Lin Zeying at the gates of the Northern Sword Pavilion.

At that moment, Lin Zeying had just been defeated under the weight of sword intent.

He was reluctantly spending contribution points to enter the Northern Sword Pavilion, and his face was filled with frustration.

After all, Lin Shiming was the foremost sword cultivator in the Lin Family.

"Zeying, come to Thousand Wood Peak!" Lin Shiming's voice echoed directly into Lin Zeying's ears.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zeying initially felt delighted, but a trace of discouragement soon emerged.

He drew his Ze Ying Sword and flew toward Thousand Wood Peak.

Upon arrival, Lin Zeying immediately knelt in an expression of reverence.

"Father, I have brought shame upon you. Despite being at late-stage Foundation Establishment, I still haven't grasped sword intent!" Lin Zeying's tone was filled with disappointment.

His father ranked among the top sword cultivators in the entire cultivation world.

His sword intent stretched for countless miles.

Yet, Lin Zeying couldn't even comprehend its surface level.

Compared to many in the Lin Family, he lagged far behind, relying solely on spending a fortune of contribution points to experience the true essence of sword cultivation.

"Focus on cultivating your fire techniques; there's no need to obsess over sword cultivation!" Lin Shiming said directly.

Though his words were forthright, there was a trace of helplessness beneath them. He understood Lin Zeying's struggle.

Lin Shiming's own success in sword cultivation wasn't purely due to talent—it was tied to his system's prompts and his Spirit Root analysis.

Over the years, he had simulated sword intent at least four times.

With the system's daily guidance, he had managed to reach the Sword Domain Realm.

Years of insight into the Sword Dao, coupled with serendipitous opportunities, had paved his path.

Lin Zeying lacked such resources, so naturally, the journey was far more challenging.

In sword cultivation, innate talent plays a vital role.

Though the Lin Family boasts tens of thousands of cultivators, fewer than a hundred have truly grasped sword intent.

Lin Zeying's talent in fire techniques was exceptional; in the future, he could even practice the Sunfire Divine Thunder. As a Spiritual Body of extreme yang and utmost rigidity, his potential lies elsewhere.

"Father, there's no need to console me; I understand my lack of talent all too well!" Lin Zeying replied, his tone insistent and self-deprecating.

Lin Shiming couldn't help but shake his head; he chose not to say more.

He thought his son too modest for his own good.

After all, Lin Zeying, at just over forty years old, was already at late-stage Foundation Establishment, on the verge of a Purple Mansion breakthrough—and likely wouldn't need more than another decade or so. Such progression was remarkable.

For most cultivators, even at sixty, many still struggle to overcome the blood vitality barrier just to reach Foundation Establishment and enjoy a lifespan of 250 years.

Not to mention touching the Purple Mansion stage.

"Follow me. Your Seventh Great Ancestor and I have a gift for you, though whether you can claim it depends on your own ability!" Lin Shiming declared.

He then led Lin Zeying into the cave heaven, leaving the latter puzzled about what Lin Xianzhi and his father might have chosen for him.

Previously, it had been the Ze Ying Sword, a decent gift, but ultimately a mere superior-grade Third Rank sword.

For Lin Zeying, it felt somewhat lackluster.

But the next instant, his expression transformed to one of sheer joy.

From the void, a fiery egg emanating the spirit shadow of a Fire Phoenix strained against a cage.

"Use your fire techniques to bond with it, and then cast the Soul Binding Forbidden spell," Lin Shiming's voice resonated in Lin Zeying's mind.

With that, Lin Shiming left the cave heaven, retreating elsewhere.

Having played the role of antagonist, he deliberately avoided remaining inside.

Otherwise, if Lin Zeying failed to cast the Soul Binding Forbidden correctly, all efforts would be in vain.

Nonetheless, even outside the cave heaven, he kept watch over everything inside, prepared to intervene immediately should any threats arise and rescue Lin Zeying.

Within the cave heaven, Lin Zeying unleashed a fiery sword, aiming directly at the prohibitive array.

Of course, the strength of the fiery sword lay not in sword intent but in his fire techniques.

The terrifying firepower, imbued with the unique prowess of a Spiritual Body, dyed the prohibitive array crimson, seemingly on the verge of shattering.

Simultaneously, the Fire Phoenix began releasing waves of ferocious flames toward the array.

As time passed, the flames finally obliterated the array.

During this moment, Lin Zeying started forming hand seals to unleash the Soul Binding Forbidden spell—though he appeared understandably tense.

The last time, he had used it on a mere small green python.

This time, facing the Fire Phoenix, the stakes were far higher.

Oddly though, the Fire Phoenix showed little reaction to Lin Shiming but displayed profound favor toward Lin Zeying.

Having just burst through a restrictive array, it offered no resistance and allowed the Soul Binding Forbidden to affix itself to its head.

In no time, the spell took effect, leaving Lin Shiming startled, followed by a slight shake of his head.

The process had been unexpected, but the outcome was favorable.

Furthermore, he noticed that the Fire Phoenix, under the influence of the Soul Binding Forbidden, immediately began cracking its shell.

In the next instant, accompanied by an eruption of flames akin to a volcanic outburst, countless firelights spread outward as a five-foot-long Fire Phoenix emerged from the egg.

It flew directly to Lin Zeying.

Finally, it perched on his shoulder.

Its aura revealed it to be unmistakably a Fourth Rank Great Demon.

Lin Zeying couldn't contain his elation. He quickly retrieved spirit pills from his storage bag.

Various superior-grade Third Rank fire-attribute spirit pills were laid out.

After Lin Zeying's Foundation Establishment breakthrough, Lin Shitao had prepared ample spirit pills for him.

Some had gone unused until now, but here, he offered them all to the Fire Phoenix.

The Fire Phoenix opened its beak wide, swallowing all the pills in one gulp.

Yet it cried out again, still apparently unsatisfied.

Seeing this, Lin Zeying fetched two Fourth Rank fire-attribute spirit pills.

"That's all for now. Once my mother exits her seclusion, I'll get you more!"