"The cry of the phoenix is like the sound of sheng and xiao, resembling the tolling of bells and drums, with the male's cry being 'ji ji' and the female's 'zu zu'."
This phoenix's cry was clearly "ji ji", marking it as a male, but in its fury, it emitted a screech like that of a green peafowl, incessantly.
Jiuru stood atop the treetop, his face calm and without speech, merely gazing at it, observing it, watching it. The three immortals also arrived at the cliff top, exchanging looks and had no choice but to guard the periphery to prevent unforeseen incidents.
Meanwhile, the phoenix hovered low in the sky and eventually sent out a wave of mental force, "Utterly shameless!"
"How am I shameless? I didn't disturb you. Why are you picking a fight with us? Can't take a decent conversation, huh? Who spoiled you like this?" Jiuru responded sharply, following his aunt's good tradition.
"Ao!"
