Refining Innate Magic Treasures

"What exactly is going on with that Golden Crow?"

Chen Xiao was also somewhat puzzled. He did not remember offending anyone so deeply that it had reached the point of an irreconcilable blood feud.

Normally, whenever Chen Xiao made an enemy or offended someone, he would cut the grass and pull up the roots, never leaving behind any future trouble for himself.

"Tribulation Master, this Golden Crow's living soul originally belonged to the Heaven-Burning Venerable..."

Crimson Heaven Venerable looked at Chen Xiao, seeming to hesitate.

"Heaven-Burning Venerable...?"

Chen Xiao looked at the Three-Legged Golden Crow, which had now become utterly docile, and a flicker of interest passed through his eyes.

"The Heaven-Burning Venerable should have been killed by the Curse Heaven Venerable. But since he did not die, it must have been the Heaven Vein within the Forbidden Desert that secretly intervened and saved him."

Chen Xiao's thoughts spun rapidly, and he nodded slightly.

Chen Xiao could understand the Heaven-Burning Venerable's hatred for him. Back then, if Chen Xiao had let White Tiger act, he could probably have saved him with ease. Although the Heaven-Burning Venerable had ultimately been rescued by the Heaven Vein, he had ended up in this neither-man-nor-demon state.

Though the Three-Legged Golden Crow was an ancient prehistoric variant, a supreme specimen among divine beasts, the Heaven-Burning Venerable had once been a lofty Venerable. Yet he had become like this, even turned into another's mount. How could he possibly let the matter rest?

Deep in his subconscious, the Heaven-Burning Venerable had already pinned all of this on Chen Xiao. Thus, when he saw Chen Xiao, he would stop at nothing—even defying Crimson Heaven Venerable's will—to kill him.

Of course, if this Three-Legged Golden Crow had not flown into such a rage this time, Chen Xiao likely would