The True Demon Palace Master's Fury

Seeing that Ling Xiao had already developed killing intent, Golden Horn Dao Lord immediately laughed and dropped the act.

Staying alive was what mattered.

"Since that's the case, follow me from now on. Be a proper mount for me and stick to your duties. Perhaps one day, if I'm in a good mood, I'll let you go and grant you a stroke of Creation."

Ling Xiao said with a smile, beginning the negotiation.

"Can I not be a mount? It'll be hard to explain to my clan." Golden Horn Dao Lord asked humbly, regretting so much that he wanted to slap himself twice.

Why had he gone looking for trouble and provoked such a Baleful star?

"If you're not a mount, what else can you be? That's all the value you have."

Ling Xiao said.

"I..." Golden Horn Dao Lord nearly exploded, left speechless by the retort. What did he mean, that was all his value? Was he really that worthless?

I'm a damn good fighter!

Though he was unwilling in every possible way, Golden Horn Dao Lord could only swallow his anger and endure for now.

He even obediently revealed his true form, lowering his wings before Ling Xiao to pave a path and invite him aboard.

Ling Xiao moved and leaped onto the Netherworld Heavenly Horse's back, feeling as though his field of vision had broadened considerably.

At that moment, Uncle Boya and the Snow Heaven Clan members rushed over, gathering before the Netherworld Heavenly Horse and studying it with looks of amazement.

It had to be said that the Netherworld Heavenly Horse looked far too imposing and magnificent. It was practically born to be a mount.

No one would believe it if someone claimed it was not a mount.

"Damn, that's handsome. Let me ride it?" Uncle