Top-Tier Superpower Student

The little bird was seen as a harbinger of doom, and as long as it lived, the flock would never have peace.

The birds grew angry and converged around the little bird. The little bird's mother flapped her wings, protecting her child and pleading for its life while trying to explain that the little bird was not a harbinger of doom.

Unexpectedly, the one to initiate the attack was the little bird's own father. The little bird's father struck the mother away with his wings, and the other birds pecked frantically at her. Wounded all over, she fought desperately to escape with the little bird. However, she ultimately succumbed to her injuries and died. With her dying breath, she told the little bird, "You're not a monster, not a harbinger of doom; you're not to blame. If there's any blame, it's that they don't recognize your beauty!"

The little bird cried, deep in sorrow.

It hated itself, blamed itself, for if it were not for itself, its mother would not have died.

The music continued, and at that moment, everyone present wept, mourning for the injustice suffered by the little bird and the death of its mother.

"Chirp, chirp, chirp...!"

A series of bird calls rang out as over a hundred more birds flew in, circling overhead and chirping incessantly.

Lin Tian continued to play his qin, and as the melody shifted, it became a fierce and roaring force that struck at the hearts of those listening.

The little bird buried its mother and at her grave, its laments echoed mournfully!

Suddenly, the earth shook and every living thing wailed. Cracks formed across the forest floor, ferocious winds howled, and from the crevices, countless streams of molten lava burst forth. Fire swept across the entire forest, burning trees to ash and engulfing the sky in dense smoke. Fire was everywhere, merciless fire!

The flock of birds panicked, fluttering about as the blaze roared closer to their nests. The thick smoke in the sky made it impossible to escape.

They were frantic, helpless, raging, as if they could already see their impending deaths!

The little bird stood on a branch, watching as the flames drew nearer and nearer. It did not fly or flee; it faced the fire and death without fear.

In death, it seemed, there was release!

The relentless fire engulfed the little bird without hesitation, but against all expectations, the little bird did not perish in the flames. Instead, it grew stronger and more majestic.

"Cry...!"

A long, resonating cry pierced heaven and earth, and from within the fierce blaze, a golden-red great bird soared towards the sky!

With the head of a chicken, the chin of a swallow, the neck of a snake, the back of a turtle, and the tail of a fish, vibrant and about six feet tall!

Reborn from the ashes, the phoenix reincarnated!

The little bird was none other than a phoenix, reborn from fire, revealing its true form.

The phoenix, the spirit of all birds!

The king amongst birds!

The music continued, and at this time, everyone wiped their tears, their fists clenched, smiles on their faces.

Outside, more than a thousand birds had flown in, circling in the sky above, crying out!

The melody shifted again, now filled with anger and defiance.

The phoenix, the transformed little bird, was omnipotent, its power reaching the heavens and piercing the earth. It flew above the flock of birds, which was trapped on the peak of a mountain not a hundred meters wide, with the fire all but ready to devour them.

"Cry...!"

Another long cry sent a shiver through every bird's heart, and as they looked up, they saw a phoenix.

The little bird's father recognized it immediately, shouting out, "My son, that's my son!"

The little bird was indifferent, facing its father as one would face a sworn enemy.

It remembered clearly that its father was the first to attack its mother, and when all birds bullied it, its father joined them.

It was angry, it was resentful, a hostile aura emanated from its being. It intended to kill all these birds.

Just as it was about to act, suddenly, a faint silhouette of its mother appeared before its eyes. The mother shook her head and then, the apparition vanished.

Enough!

So be it!

Little bird, fulfill Mommy's last wish!

It opened its beak wide, and with supreme magical power, it took a forceful breath, sucking all the forest's fire and magma into its mouth. The fire disappeared, and the flock of birds was safe.

The sound of the qin continued. At this moment, tens of thousands of people were sincerely touched. Some lamented the injustice faced by the little bird, while others were moved by the little bird's mother's noble sacrifice.

"Chirp chirp chirp...!"

More than ten thousand birds flew in, circling overhead, nearly blocking out the sun.

The qin music continued. The little bird had drained the fire, resolving the crisis for the flock. It sighed, closed its eyes, and when it opened them again, two hot tears fell.

One hot tear turned into a clear spring, nourishing the flock of birds, and the other became a rain of immortality, restoring life to the land!

After that, the little bird spread its wings, let out a piercing cry toward the sky, and with a flap of its wings flew ninety thousand li away. From then on, it never appeared again. The Phoenix became a legend.

The birds felt guilty, blaming themselves. They felt they had let down the little bird, wishing it would come back so they could treat it well, cherish it, and love it!

However, years passed and the little bird never returned. Then, spontaneously, everyone came together, forming a Phoenix pattern, and prayed in silence, hoping that one day, the little bird would come back to them.

The qin music approached its finale, and everyone was intoxicated, lost in the melody.

"Zing zing zing...!"

The qin music shifted, Immortal Melody was pleasing to the ear, melodious, and moving.

Lin Tian shouted aloud.

"This tune is called The Phoenix Attracting the Flock, little birds, start moving!"

"Chirp chirp chirp...!"

No sooner had Lin Tian's words fallen, then the qin music changed, and instantly, more than ten thousand birds circling in the sky began to fly quickly. They seemed to be under Lin Tian's control as they fluttered all over the sky.

At first, it was chaotic, but then, slowly, it formed a pattern.

A head of a fowl, jaw of a swallow, neck of a snake, back of a turtle, tail of a fish, all in multicolor, about six feet tall!

It was indeed the Phoenix pattern. The Phoenix Attracting the Flock, the Phoenix manifests!

"Zing zing zing...!"

The qin music changed again, one of the three divine tunes, Calming the Storm!

Stabilize Heaven and Earth, Calm the Winds and Waves, Trap Immortals, Trap Gods, Trap Myriads of Spirits.

Calming the Storm held unparalleled binding power. As soon as the divine tune played, the myriad of little birds were completely immobilized, and the pattern of the Phoenix stayed motionless in the void.

"Wow...!"

"So beautiful...!"

"I never imagined that in my lifetime, I would hear such beautiful qin music and see such a vivid Phoenix."

..., ... .

The crowd sighed in amazement, all staring at the Phoenix pattern above their heads, their admiration unending.

Lin Tian, with a smile on his face, descended from the stage, gently patted the backs of his main and secondary wives, who then came out of their trance. After that, Lin Tian, holding one wife by the hand, led them out of the stadium.

No one noticed Lin Tian; everyone was fixated on the Phoenix pattern in the sky, which was too astonishing. Without seeing it with their own eyes, who would believe that just with qin music, one could control more than ten thousand little birds!

It wasn't until Lin Tian had left the stadium and looked back that he saw the crowd was still gazing up at the Phoenix pattern!

"Disperse!"

Lin Tian said indifferently.