The newly hatched Young Flood Dragon was extremely dependent on the Wind Falcon, pressing tightly against the Wind Falcon's round belly and letting out milky little whimpers from time to time.
The Wind Falcon was somewhat at a loss. Feeling the Young Flood Dragon climbing up its belly, it could not help spreading its light azure wings and flying into the sky.
The Young Flood Dragon bobbed its head and followed behind, but after all, it had only just hatched. Though its grade was higher, its strength was still far weaker than the Wind Falcon Chick's, and before long, the Wind Falcon had left it far behind.
"Ao..."
Its strength exhausted, the Young Flood Dragon struggled a few times, then unwillingly descended to the ground, letting out a mournful cry.
High in the sky, the Wind Falcon heard that mournful cry and froze. Its broad light azure wings held up its round, bulging body, flapping a few times before it finally turned and flew back toward the Young Flood Dragon.
Seeing this, the Young Flood Dragon was delighted. It flew into the air with all its might, circled the Wind Falcon's belly twice, and finally coiled around its neck.
At first glance, it looked as though a thick, fiery-red chain had been hung there.
"Little Li Fire Flood Dragon is looking for its mother."
Lu Xuan smiled and patrolled the Spirit Fields across the mountain peak.
The two hundred ordinary Spirit Firefly Grass plants he had planted before had clearly given fewer cultivation rewards from their White Light Orbs after maturing, so he had not continued harvesting them. Instead, he used them all to condense spirit seeds.
More than one hundred and sixty Spirit Firefly Grass plants ultimately condensed over eight hundred spirit seeds.
Lu Xuan carefully gathered the spirit