Lin Bai saw the Phoenix Tree Branch disappear into the black ring on the crow's ankle and knew that it was also a storage ring.
The crow stood on his shoulder as Lin Bai asked, "How good do you think our chances are?"
The crow's black jade-like eyes shifted as it answered solemnly, "Less than thirty percent. If the people in the Demon City interfere, our odds will be even lower. But fortune favors those who take risks. Kid, we martial artists need a little adventurous spirit!"
Lin Bai was speechless. "That's not what you said just now!"
"What did I say just now?"
"When you mentioned the Wild Bull King and the Demon Race's kings in the Demon City, you were so scared you nearly pissed yourself!"
"Bullshit! I'm the strongest powerhouse under the heavens and on earth. How could I fear them?"
"Stop bragging. Where is Dragon King Mountain?"
"You don't know?"
"I only arrived in the Profound Cloud Mountains recently. Naturally, I don't know!"
"Then head north. All the way north!"
"..."
While conversing with the crow, Lin Bai rose into the sky, left the mountain, and sped northward.
After the crow frightened Tu Ling away, Tu Ling fled in utter disarray for tens of thousands of li. He ran into Qiu Yang and the others, who had come looking for them. After Qiu Yang gave him a furious scolding, they brought him back. Apparently, they were preparing to regroup at Dragon King Mountain.
Three days later.
High in the sky, a man in white broke through the clouds and descended toward the mountain forest below. A black crow stood on his shoulder, its eyes exceptionally lively as they took in every blade of grass and tree in the world.
This man was none other than Lin