The two exotic beasts were talking when a tiny black speck suddenly appeared in the sky. Before long, the speck became clear—it was an owl.
The owl was the messenger of the Third-Order exotic beast. It flew straight toward Great Black Ox and delivered an order.
For the time being, Great Black Ox needed to expand his surveillance range and record every move of the humans in as much detail as possible.
The owl messenger flapped its enormous wings. After delivering the order, it sped toward the horizon, its figure gradually shrinking until it soon vanished without a trace.
Once it had completely disappeared, Softshell Turtle Beast slowly raised his head. Worry showed in his eyes as he spoke in a solemn voice.
"That lord ordered you to expand your surveillance range and strive to record every move of the humans in exhaustive detail.
This task is extremely difficult and conceals enormous risks.
Not only must you remain vigilant at all times, you'll also have to tread carefully through areas where humans are active. The slightest carelessness could expose your whereabouts and bring unforeseeable disaster."
Great Black Ox fell silent for a moment. His sturdy limbs stood firmly planted, and his head hung slightly as though he were weighing the pros and cons.
Then he raised his head, a trace of anticipation in his eyes, and slowly said, "The risks are indeed considerable. However, if I can handle this properly, that lord will surely look at me in a new light and place even greater trust in me.
Once I earn more of that lord's favor, my standing among the group will rise with the tide. I'll have more resources and a greater say."
Softshell Turtle Beast and Great Black Ox were on good terms. Hearing this, he could not