"Instead of having the time to scheme up all this messy nonsense, you'd be better off wholeheartedly cultivating. Increasing your strength is the proper path." With that, Lu Xiaotian reached out and drew the corpse-three wood over.
"We will engrave your teachings in our hearts, sir." Seeing Lu Xiaotian take back the corpse-three wood, Che Da and Che Er let out long, relieved sighs.
"Master speaks correctly." Golden Roc immediately felt a chill on his back, secretly resolving that in the future he had better pull fewer schemes in front of the master; once the master flew into a rage, he feared he wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Squawk, squawk." At this moment, Little Fire Crow was circling in flight overhead, stretching out its left wing to point down at Golden Roc and the fire corpses while sneering. Although Little Fire Crow could not speak with its mouth, its spiritual intelligence was already no lower than that of an ordinary human. Naturally, it had also seen through the dirtiness between Golden Roc and the fire corpses. Being a busybody, Little Fire Crow of course did not let this opportunity to mock others slip by. Its wings fluttered about over its head for a while, wearing a look of watching a lively show without fearing the trouble to be big.
Another little white dog was running about below with a small bottle containing flower dew in its mouth, holding the few of them in utter contempt as well.
That damned fire crow. Golden Roc possessed an arrogant and aloof temperament; being scolded by Lu Xiaotian was one thing, but this tiny fire crow's strength wasn't even as good as the fire corpses and it could only be considered the lowest-grade demon avian, yet it actually dared to ridicule him. It