Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 811 - 179: Lofty Ambitions

The Swan High Priest must have said it offhand, but when the Feilengcui Lord truly claimed to possess knowledge of midwifery, Lord Mourinho was stunned. He stared at Liu Zhenhan for a long time, scrutinizing him from head to toe, unable to find a trace of anything related to midwifery on this burly Piegel’s face.

"If it were not for my Ice Phoenix not wanting others to know, I would really be reluctant to believe what you said," the Swan High Priest said in a lowered voice.

"My Lord, you shouldn’t underestimate others too much," Liu Zhenhan snorted proudly through his nose, "Whether you have a Twin Fire Phoenix or a Twin Giant Dragon, it has nothing to do with me. I would definitely not, nor do I have any interest in spreading the news."

"Alright then! My Ice Phoenix is now at the foot of Mount Tamerlarya, in a mountain cave relying on the cold air to temporarily safeguard the safety of its egg. It won’t last for many more days. In fact, I’ve already sent someone to summon the Moon Elf Priest, but if you really have the ability, then come with me now," Lord Mourinho said solemnly after removing his magical pet badge from his chest. "I’ll ask you one more time, are you absolutely confident or just spouting nonsense?"

"To be honest, I’m not very confident myself," old Liu said truthfully.

"You..." The High Priest’s eyebrows shot up, barely concealing his rage.

"Let me be clear with you, I’ve gotten my hands on a bezoar from the stomach of an ancient bull more than a thousand years old." Liu Zhenhan gestured the size of a large pancake with his hands, "Do you know what ’Bezoar for Safeguarding the Palace’ means? My ancient bezoar should be somewhat useful."

"’Safeguarding the Palace Bezoar’?" Lord Mourinho repeated the phrase, shaking his head in confusion, "Safeguarding what palace?"

"What ’palace’ do you think it’s safeguarding? What ’palace’ can it safeguard?" Liu Zhenhan feigned the part of a half-competent old military doctor, "You don’t even know ’Bezoar Safeguards the Palace, Dog’s Treasure Smooths the Breath’?"

"Although I don’t know where you’ve heard these words, I’m starting to believe you a little," Lord Mourinho said, glaring at Liu Zhenhan for a long while before speaking vaguely.

"Of course," Liu Zhenhan stuck out his tongue and laughed slyly. He hadn’t bluffed this time; the stomach of the Saline Kui Niu did indeed contain a bezoar the size of a palm, golden and shining just like a piece of yellow agate. The Saline Kui Niu had to be at least a thousand years old, and such a bezoar was definitely an exquisite treasure.

"Shall we go now?" Liu Zhenhan asked.

"I’m just anxious. Let’s wait... Wait until my Moon Elf Priest arrives tomorrow, and I’ll have her help me judge," Lord Mourinho massaged his temples, "The Ice Phoenix’s due date is still three or four months away. I’ve realized that I’m also rushing to seek a cure in my anxiety, a bit too eager. With the aura of the snowy mountain, the Ice Phoenix should manage a few more days. Let’s wait... Don’t be too impulsive..."

"No problem," thought Liu Zhenhan. He cared about the Phoenix Egg way more than you – without it, at most he’d create one less Fire Phoenix Knight or Immortal Bird Priest, but he would be losing a Blood Infant, one of Saint Chiao’s level.

"If this thousand-year-old bezoar really is useful, what do you want in exchange?" Lord Mourinho was indeed a man of straightforward character, hitting right at Liu Zhenhan’s crux and directly suggesting an exchange.

"What kind of person do you take me for?" Liu Zhenhan sneered coldly, his face a picture of stern sanctity.

Feigning sainthood is a painful affair, especially for old Liu. He had actually wanted to persuade Mourinho to bring the Fire Phoenix while he brought Ring Spirit Gerein, and together, they could fiercely beat up the Taimurel Ice Frost Giant Dragon, either capturing a magical pet or looting its treasure. But, changing his mind at the last moment, he held back the words. Such an undertaking was unlikely to be approved by Mourinho; rather than that, it was better to play the role of the hero and negotiate for the Phoenix Egg.

"Actually, we are alike in many ways, but I only came to understand it today," Lord Mourinho said, his gaze at Liu Zhenhan visibly changing, "I have to admit that jealousy is indeed the biggest of sins."

Liu Zhenhan glanced around and saw that everyone else was grouped together, drinking and making merry. Only he and the High Priest were alone by a pillar of red earth spire. Liu Zhenhan took out two cigars, handed one to Lord Mourinho, summoned the two Rabbit Beauty maids to carry over two chairs, and sat down opposite the Swan High Priest.

"I thought you might never understand that in your lifetime," Liu Zhenhan chuckled inwardly, tossing a bamboo chip into his mouth and chewing it loudly and crisply, while waving away the two Rabbit Beauties and looking earnestly at the High Priest, "I have to admit, if I were in your position, even if I understood, I would not admit it, nor be willing to admit it!"

"The waves behind the Sanggan River push forward the ones ahead, and the ones ahead die on the sandy shores. Although I’ve not yet faded away, every time I see you, I feel as though my youth is passing by. I must admit the terrifying talent of the next generation, and that there are indeed many heroes in this world. I actually thought about saying this to you back at the defensive moat of the underground city of Sobrada. Don’t think too highly of me; I’m someone who cares about face, and it’s quite embarrassing to admit such a thing so candidly. If it wasn’t for you behaving out of character today and helping the Ice Phoenix, I would have never admitted it," Lord Mourinho took out his golden flute, rested it on his knees, and laid back comfortably in his chair, "I want to tell you that even if I now realize and admit that I was jealous and targeted you on purpose before, that doesn’t mean I’ll correct myself in the future."