Fat Bird suddenly lost its freedom of movement. It froze in place, lowered its head to look at the jade lock that had abruptly appeared around its neck, and cried out at Lu Xuan.
"All you know how to do all day is run off and steal wild men. Today, I'm grounding you for a bit, so you don't go out every day to meet that green-feathered fellow."
Lu Xuan raised an eyebrow and said with a smile.
"Li, li!"
Fat Bird cried twice in grievance, as if complaining to Lu Xuan:
You don't have a female cultivator of your own, so why are you meddling with me?
Lu Xuan could not help freezing on the spot, taking ten thousand points of damage.
The Yangxuan Sword Sheath at his waist trembled slightly, as if expressing agreement.
"You've got so many Flying Swords now, opened yourself a whole harem, and gotten carried away with yourself, haven't you?"
Lu Xuan grabbed the Ancient Sword Sheath and at the same time stuffed several Nebula Swords into the crack of the sheath.
"One of these days I'll find you some rotten Flying Swords, or Flying Swords polluted by Yin Qi and Demonic Qi, and use them to plug you up good and hard."
After dropping that harsh threat, he returned to the house.
The effects of the Fourth Grade Magic Tool, the Qing Wei Jade Lock, left him quite satisfied. The Wind Falcon had already advanced to a Third Grade demon beast, yet under the jade lock's sneak attack, it had not reacted at all, its movements completely bound by the jade lock.
If it were used against Evil Spirits and the like, its effect would only be even stronger.
In the blink of an eye, another three days passed. On the ten Jade