The Mutant Iron Bull did not merge into Feng Wu's body as hoped. A cold wind swept past, and Feng Wu lowered his hand expressionlessly. "Let's go. Find somewhere to rest."
"What a pity. It would've been great if the fusion had succeeded," Ye Hua said regretfully.
Feng Wu was so clever. If he possessed enough power, his efficiency in killing monsters would definitely be extremely high—far greater than that of the Mutant Iron Bull.
Next, the three of them failed to find a cave where they could rest, so they had no choice but to settle amid the roots of a massive tree. Ye Hua lit a bonfire and controlled the Wishful Flying Sword as it circled through the air around them, while Hua Di kept staring at the Mutant Iron Bull, occasionally touching the Flower Bow Fruit Arrow.
"If you want to try it, then give it a try," Feng Wu said at last. At the same time, he used a branch to stir the bonfire, making the flames burn even more fiercely.
Hua Di looked at Feng Wu uncertainly. "What if it fails?"
She was indeed curious. If she used the Flower Bow Fruit Arrow to shoot the Mutant Iron Bull, could it bear fruit? And would that fruit contain all the bloodline power of the Mutant Iron Bull?
"If it fails, then summon it again," Feng Wu replied calmly.
If they summoned it again, the Mutant Iron Bull would probably revert to an ordinary Iron Bull. Hua Di might not have been the sharpest, but she still realized that much.
She hesitated and looked at Ye Hua. Ye Hua smiled. "Since Feng Wu has chosen to gamble, then let's gamble."
"Alright."
Hua Di took out an arrow and aimed it at the Mutant Iron Bull. The