Chu Jiu was an Iron-Eating Beast.
As the former guardian beast of the Jiuli Clan and the exclusive mount of a Ninth-Realm evil god, it possessed a heaven-defying, powerful body, a berserk will to fight, and a great primordial bloodline.
For precisely that reason, it had obtained a position of utmost importance on Silver Sword Peak—mascot.
The role of mascot had a long tradition on Silver Sword Peak. It was responsible for picking flowers, watering plants, feeding the hou, boosting fortune, cleaning, drawing talismans to rake in money, parade floats...
Don't ask why it had to do so much. That was simply what the previous mascot, Liu Xiaoyu, had done every day.
During the stage when Chu Liang was building his fortune, everyone around him had indeed given a great deal.
But she had already retired in glory. Chu Jiu no longer had so many tasks. After all, it was merely an adorable little thing with peak Seventh-Realm combat strength that had once assisted in killing an Eighth-Realm powerhouse. Those matters were far too complicated for it.
Its daily responsibility on Silver Sword Peak consisted of only one thing.
Eating bamboo.
That was right. It was another bright and sunny day. After waking up, Chu Jiu opened its eyes, slowly pushed open the railing around its enclosure, and waddled into its own little cafeteria with the gait of an old granny crossing the street.
It was an enormous bamboo forest.
"Waaah—" Cries immediately rang out. "Chu Jiu is out!"
There was a barrier fence around the bamboo forest, and it was already packed with people outside it. They had all risen early to queue up and wait to see Chu Jiu.
Chu Jiu did not know why they screamed whenever they saw it, but its bloodline was accustomed to such