The Golden Crow's Fierce Resolve
"Damn it, you think you can get away with this? I'll agree, but I'm collecting some interest."
In an instant, seeing that the Golden Crow had submitted, Bi Fan brought his blade down and chopped off one of its great wings.
The Golden Crow let out a pained squawk. "Caw, caw! I'll be damned! You agreed, so why are you still swinging that blade?!"
"I just wanted to see whether you had the guts to die in front of me. As it turns out, you don't. So since you're already contributing, we might as well make it a two-for-one. It's not that I'm trying to take advantage of you; I'm doing this for your own good. Think about it: if only one side grows back, and you're left with a problem later, what if you can't fly properly?"
As soon as Bi Fan finished speaking, he raised his blade and brought it down again. Just as before, he chopped off the Golden Crow's other wing without hesitation.
This time, the Golden Crow was so badly wounded that it didn't even have the energy to curse. It nearly passed out.
"Come on, quit pretending. I haven't hurt anything vital. Here, take this. And you can have this Golden Crow I conjured, too."
Seeing how close the Golden Crow looked to death, Bi Fan irritably kicked it again, then gave it a lotus seed and released his control over it.
The lotus seed in Bi Fan's hand contained an astonishing aura of life. The Golden Crow stopped playing dead at once, its eyes blazing with terrifying light as it swallowed the seed whole.
In an instant, both its wings grew back at an astonishing speed, and they looked even more extraordinary than before.
So Bi Fan had