At this, Sikong Jing smiled faintly and sent Bai Zhihan's spirit image back into his body.
Bai Rengun also kept his word. He directly lifted the restrictions on Wen Nu, then had the executioners release the small blades pinning Wen Nu down, granting him temporary freedom.
Yet Wen Nu remained motionless and continued, "Sikong Jing, there's no use in me going back."
Without realizing it, Wen Nu had become somewhat at a loss. He had thought that the people Sikong Jing was certain to exchange for were his father and mother. Though he would have been somewhat disappointed, that was only human nature and understandable.
But he had never imagined that the one Sikong Jing wanted to save was actually him.
Sikong Jing offered no further explanation, merely saying in a low voice, "General Wen Nu, ride my Long-Furred Winged Eagle back."
The instant his words fell, Bai Shengdai, who had only just climbed to his feet, dropped heavily back onto the ground with a thud.
"Sikong Jing, that's my Long-Furred Winged Eagle..."
Then he pointed wildly at the Long-Furred Winged Eagle and roared, "You actually dared betray me, you bastard!"
Only now did Bai Shengdai completely confirm that Sikong Jing had been brought here by him and the Long-Furred Winged Eagle.
Now not only was his great merit gone, he was doomed for certain.
Yet the Long-Furred Winged Eagle gave no response. It merely looked at its master, Bai Shengdai, with a complicated gaze. Along the way, Sikong Jing had already fully comprehended all of its meridians and the circulation of its beastly power.
He had utterly conquered it as well.
It knew that Sikong Jing was a terrifying king among ferocious beasts.
It could not resist, nor could it resist for the sake of its master. This was