"Just you? You can't even compare to one of my master's fingers. I'm not going back with you!" Yin'er's voice was full of disdain. She was the sort who wouldn't shed a tear until she saw the coffin.
"Hmph, what cultivation level is this master of yours, that you admire him so much? If he were here, I'd tear him to pieces."
"Tear me apart? You've got quite a mouth on you." A cold male voice rang out from the horizon.
As soon as he finished speaking, a streak of red light appeared in the distance and swiftly drew near, coming to a stop above the sea. It was none other than Shi Yue.
"Master, you're finally here! This old thing hit me. Help me peel off his skin and make me some roasted dragon meat." The silver orb spun rapidly, scattering into countless strands of silver. Yin'er flew back to Shi Yue's side and complained pitifully.
"You little brat, you got carried away playing and didn't come back for so long. Weren't you afraid someone would capture you?" Shi Yue scolded her with a stern face.
Yin'er's eyes reddened, and she said aggrievedly, "It's all its fault. It flew too fast. I wanted to go back and find you, Master, but I couldn't find the way."
The Water-Repelling Lion-Kirin Beast hurriedly flew back to Shi Yue's side and tried to explain. "Master, it...it wasn't my fault. It was...Yin'er."
Shi Yue waved a hand. "All right, you're both at fault. I'll deal with you two later."
Shi Yue turned to the Azure Flood Dragon and said coldly, "You've got some nerve, daring to lay hands on my spirit beast. Are you tired of living?"
"Hmph, you're just a mere Nascent Soul Early Stage cultivator, yet you've got quite a mouth