Pei Zimo curiously leaned closer to Ning Shi, tilting his head as he asked, "What's wrong with you today? You're acting so strangely?"
Although Ning Shi wore a mask and his expression was not visible, his voice was usually completely flat.
Ning Shi shook his head dejectedly and said in a muffled voice, "Nothing."
He was suffering inside, but he didn't say it.
Then, he reached out and gently poked Lin Ge with his finger, saying, "Let's go."
Lin Ge nodded slightly and replied, "Okay."
The two walked a few steps side by side, and Ning Shi couldn't help but look Lin Ge up and down.
His gaze kept sweeping across Lin Ge's face, and he thought to himself, this is truly the first time in history that I've been able to walk with Lin Ge so peacefully.
In the past, the situation would have been completely unknown. Of course, Lin Ge is still very weak now, so even if a fight broke out, he wouldn't be too worried.
Lin Ge felt his frequent gazes, turned his head slightly, and said calmly, "What is it?"
Ning Shi hesitated for a moment, his steps faltering, before finally unable to resist asking, "Is there a way to cure your eyes?"
After saying that, he secretly recalled that he had never seen Lin Ge with his eyes intact.
Lin Ge remained calm and softly uttered a single word. "Yes."
Ning Shi looked puzzled, quickened his pace to catch up with Lin Ge, and asked, "Then why didn't you treat him?"
Lin Ge tilted his head slightly, his tone casual. "I'm used to it."
Ning Shi was speechless, inwardly grumbling, "How could anyone like someone who's blind?"
He couldn't help but say, "What a pity."
Lin Ge raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why?"
Ning Shi's expression was solemn. He leaned closer to Lin Ge and deliberately lowered his voice, saying, "Can't you see the Lord's peerless beauty anymore?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Ge paused slightly and remained motionless for a long while.
Ning Shi said leisurely, "No one in this world can resist the Lord's beauty, regardless of gender."
His voice was deep, carrying an undeniable certainty.
Lin Ge smiled, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. "In that case, I really want to witness it for myself."
Sacred Hall
Upon hearing that Nan Xunran arrived, Wen Rong rushed over. Before she even got close, she called out from afar, "Brother!"
Nan Xunran his head at the sound and saw a white sphere flying towards him in a whirlwind, crashing into his arms in the blink of an eye.
Wen Rong shouted from mid-air, her voice drifting gently in the wind. "Fan Yue!"
Nan Xunran's gaze then fell upon the mount beneath him.
Wen Rong leaped down and turned her head in the direction Nan Xunran was looking, her face full of pride. "Brother, this is Brahma Sun, my newly tamed mount."
It was a fire dragon, its entire body engulfed in raging flames, and its size was enormous.
After the Wen Rong, it shrank slightly and Nan Xunran.
The enormous head slowly appeared before Nan Xunran's eyes, resembling a small, burning mountain.
It suddenly opened its blood-red maw, Wen Rong hurriedly tried to stop it in a panic. "Brother! Be careful, Brahma Sun breathe fire..."
Before he could finish speaking, Brahma Sun simply called out once and then obediently shut his mouth, appearing rather docile.
Wen Rong was so angry that her mouth gaped open and her eyes widened. "Brahma Sun! Why do you keep burning me!"
Brahma Sun exhaled a breath, the powerful airflow causing Wen Rong's clothes to flutter wildly.
She then turned away from him, holding her head high, looking quite arrogant.
Wen Rong looked speechless, then turned to Nan Xunran and asked, "Brother, has your mount arrived?"
Nan Xunran raised an eyebrow slightly and replied, "Xiao Xiao?"
Wen Rong nodded repeatedly, her eyes full of anticipation. "Yes! I've heard Pei Zimo and the others talk about it for a long time, but I haven't met them yet."
Nan Xunran remained calm and said slowly, "Xiao Xiao is at the Nan Clan."
Wen Rong lowered her head and muttered, "Okay."
At this moment, Nan Xunran gently waved his hand, and the space suddenly cracked open, revealing a deep, round hole with a distorted and chaotic interior.
"Roar!" A deafening roar came from within.
Immediately afterwards, a majestic figure slowly stepped out.
The figure held its head high, like a king looking down upon all living beings, its mane flying wildly, and a pair of antlers standing erect.
Its body is as graceful as a deer, covered in scales, and its thick, powerful tail, like that of an ox, swings back and forth, stirring up gusts of wind.
A fierce wind howled, and the surrounding space trembled, as if it could not withstand this powerful force.
Wen Rong's eyes widened, and he shouted, "Qilin!"
Nan Xunran nodded slightly.
The qilin walked gracefully to Nan Xunran's side, slowly lowered its head, and affectionately stroked his clothes.
Wen Rong stepped forward a few paces and asked eagerly, "Does it have a name?"
Nan Xunran replied calmly, "Never."
Wen Rong was taken aback upon hearing this, then excitedly suggested, "Why don't we give it a name!"
Nan Xunran softly replied, "Okay."
After speaking, Wen Rong fell into deep thought. He frowned, paced back and forth, and muttered to himself.
A moment later, he suddenly turned to look at Nan Xunran, his eyes full of anticipation, and said, "How is Brahma Star!"