Yet the words had already been spoken—there was no going back.
"But other races who learn the Golden Wing Flame require a special Fire Seed."
"I didn't bring it today. I'll prepare it for you later."
Karyou said with a forced smile. She didn't intend to take back her words. She planned to stall, then consult her sister monkey or brother bull about how to handle such a situation.
Step by step, she was pushing herself deeper into hell.
This was the truth. Outsiders using the Golden Wing Flame indeed required a Fire Seed granted by their clan.
Unless, like Kasukabe Koumei, one used the Genome Tree to simulate becoming a Golden-Winged Great Roc to use it.
As for Karyou, she never imagined things would turn out like this—let alone brought any Fire Seeds.
"Master, actually, you could just lend me a bit of your flame. I'd like to try it."
Aslan stroked his chin. He sensed Karyou was avoiding the issue.
Perhaps she wouldn't return after leaving.
"Hmm? Using my flame as a Fire Seed? The development of my Golden Wing Flame hasn't reached the level where I can create Fire Seeds."
"Are you sure?"
Karyou looked at him curiously, asking in confusion.
She now also realized she might have been tricked and made a reckless promise.
But she couldn't take back her words. After all, Aslan truly only wanted her to teach him something.
In the end, she got caught up in the moment and mentioned the Golden Wing Flame.
Yet now, Karyou also felt relieved.
Suddenly, her attitude toward Aslan improved. She thought Aslan was now giving her an escape route.
"Of course I'm sure."
Aslan nodded, and an empty spell card appeared in his hand.
He planned to use the spell card to record the Golden Wing Flame used by Karyou.
"Alright."
Karyou nodded, extended her hand, and a strand of golden flame appeared at her fingertip.
The golden flame was intensely hot, dazzling, and sacred, burning slowly at Karyou's fingertip from nowhere.
Then it slowly floated toward Aslan's palm and was finally absorbed by the spell card.
In an instant, Aslan felt about one-twentieth of his achievements vanish.
Note that Aslan had used less than one percent of his achievements to complete a Divinity fragment into a full Divinity.
This showed that the Golden Wing Flame was indeed powerful—worthy of being the Gift that allowed Karyou to become one of the Seven Great Sages by relying solely on the Golden Wing Flame.
It even had extraordinary destructive power against Three-Digit existences.
This time, Aslan didn't lose—he gained enormously.
Yet he had to thank Little Garden's Central Core for its strong support. If he'd done it alone, he likely would have failed.
The Golden Wing Flame was still slightly beyond scale.
"Alright, I've learned it."
As he said this, Aslan extended his finger. A dazzling, hot, sacred golden flame, just like Karyou's, appeared at his fingertip.
"What did you say? You learned it? You actually learned it?"
Karyou screamed in shock and couldn't help grabbing Aslan's hand, staring at the flame on his fingertip.
Karyou was utterly destroyed.
"Oh my god, this time I'm truly finished."
Karyou couldn't help collapsing onto the ground, staring blankly at the sky.
"But wasn't it just learning a spell? Why is it such a big deal?"
Aslan asked in confusion. At worst, it was just a valuable secret technique. What serious consequences could it have?
"You wouldn't understand."
Karyou looked at him deeply and sighed. This time, she had thoroughly tricked herself.
The Golden Wing Flame, as the inherited Gift of the Golden-Winged Great Roc, how could it be so easily given to an outsider?
Simply put, anyone who learned the Golden Wing Flame was almost equivalent to possessing an extraordinary attack ability—an overpowered Four-Digit.
The Golden Wing Flame was an extremely powerful Gift.
Of course, the difficulty of learning the Golden Wing Flame was also extremely high. Even she had spent six to seven hundred years mastering it.
And that was with her status as the daughter of the Golden-Winged Great Roc clan.
What did an overpowered Four-Digit mean? In the lower levels, there was only one word to describe it: invincible.
The Greek Pantheon was the divine group with the most overpowered Four-Digits.
Because under special circumstances, Three-Digits couldn't descend to the lower world. They could only influence the lower world and human history through Proxy Wars.
But the Greek Pantheon could directly descend to the lower world, intervene in human history's development, and thus gain unimaginable trust dividends and achievements.
Making Three-Digit pantheons above envious.
Among pantheons, the status of an overpowered Four-Digit was even higher than most Three-Digit God Kings.
Of course, how could such a powerful secret technique Gift be given to an outsider?
Even if she were deeply cherished in her clan, it was impossible.
Karyou estimated she'd be captured again by her father, beaten, and then forced to admit the inherited flame had leaked.
As for Aslan, he'd most likely be summoned by her father to become her husband, to ensure the Golden Wing Flame wouldn't leak out.
Her father had always worried about her marriage. How could he miss such a great opportunity?
Now, due to a teaching issue, she had successfully surrendered herself.
Surrendered to someone she'd just met once.
"This time, you've gained a huge advantage."
Karyou stared sharply at Aslan, as if she wanted to kill him with her gaze.
Who would have thought someone could actually learn it in such a short time?
As for Aslan, what could he do? Though he didn't know the specific situation, he could only accept it.
This time, it seemed he'd truly caused trouble?
So, should he call his Boss and see if there was a way to fix it?
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"Boss, come quickly—seems I've caused trouble."
Shiroyasha looked at the message Aslan sent, confused, scratching her face.
"This kid can cause this much trouble?"
"How long has it been? Already asking for help?"
Yet, since her little brother came asking for help, how could she, as a Boss, ignore it?
The next second, Shiroyasha instantly crossed space and arrived beside Aslan, looking at Karyou sitting on the ground in confusion.
"Hey, what did you do to Karyou-chan?"
Shiroyasha poked Aslan and asked. She came to have Karyou become his teacher, not for you to bully her.
If he didn't give a reasonable explanation, even if Aslan was her little brother, she'd give him a good lesson.
"I've learned it... I can use the Golden Wing Flame."
Learned it? It couldn't be said he truly learned it, could it? It could only be said that Aslan forcibly recorded it with a spell card and could now use it.
"You brat, no wonder Karyou-chan is like this."
Shiroyasha often drank with Old Roc King. How could she not know the rules of the Golden-Winged Great Roc clan?
This time, Old Roc King might actually be very pleased.
Except Karyou might suffer temporarily.
"This is a good thing."