Spring snow melted, and spirit plants sprouted tender green shoots.
Tender red maple leaves glittered with morning dew, and everything brimmed with life.
After being cooped up all winter, Wangwang and Wangzai happily chased each other along the field ridges.
Cluck-Cluck flapped its wings and let out shrill cries.
Black Cat curled up on the rooftop, squinting in the sunlight.
Suddenly, peals of thunder rolled across the horizon, startling the spirit pets.
Xu Changqing's face lit up. Thinking it was about to rain again, he hurriedly looked up.
But when he looked, there was not even a single dark cloud, and the sky stretched clear for ten thousand miles.
Wherever his gaze reached, brilliant bolts of lightning tore through the heavens.
Immediately after, numerous modes of transport sped closer from afar.
At the forefront was a Thunder-Marked Flying Ship a hundred zhang long, its body carved with lifelike Dragon-Tiger Sect totems. Countless arcs of lightning coiled around it, creating an imposing spectacle.
Several flying carriages escorted it on either side, their wheels crackling as they rolled and scattering fine sparks.
There were also all kinds of flying spirit beasts, some Black Altar Tigers, some winged flying serpents.
But the most eye-catching of all was still that Thunder-Marked Azure Flood Dragon dozens of zhang long.
It stretched across the sky, casting a vast shadow and releasing earth-shaking roars.
Without question, it had to be the companion spirit beast of the number one core disciple.
Wangwang trembled with fear.
Wangzai's body stiffened, a rare sight.
Cluck-Cluck was even frozen like a wooden chicken.
Only Black Cat calmly licked its paws, utterly unaffected.
Xu Changqing had just withdrawn his gaze when he said to himself, "The people from the Dragon-Tiger Immortal Sect have arrived."
All at once, the Grand Elder's voice sounded beside