Wealthy and Arrogant, Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle

Great Peng's eyes suddenly narrowed, his heart filled with terror. "I've been running for so long, and I still haven't escaped his grasp?"

"Am I really going to fail this time?"

Without a second thought, Great Peng flapped his wings and soared up again, shouting, "You can't catch me just like that! I wasn't even using my full strength earlier..."

However, Great Peng couldn't fly this time. Above his head, a patch of five-colored light suddenly appeared.

This five-colored light flowed, incredibly heavy, like countless mountains, crashing down upon him.

It pressed him down from the sky, and he once again fell into Minghe's palm, the pressure causing him to spit blood.

"No, you can't suppress me! I am the Son of Yuan Feng, the first Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird in existence, with a noble bloodline! I will not be subdued by you as a mount!"

Although Great Peng was pinned down by the Five Elements Mountain formed by Minghe's Five-Colored Divine Light, his ferocity remained undiminished. He struggled constantly, his eyes fixed on Minghe, roaring, "As soon as you let me go, I'll break free and be at ease!"

"What a Golden-Winged Great Peng Bird, a bit foolish, but sufficient as a mount."

Minghe chuckled. With a mere thought, Great Peng felt his entire body's blood boil.

Minghe manipulated his blood, forming countless restrictions with it.

Great Peng's physical body, Primordial Spirit, and even his magic power were all bound by these restrictions. He had immense Spiritual Power but could no longer use it, his heart filling with despair.

He knew he had utterly failed. In this situation, he was completely controlled, unable to even commit suicide.

"Alright, I believe you now understand my methods. From now on, you will obediently be my mount. Don't worry, I won't truly humiliate you. Being my mount is also a form of glory for you."

Minghe retracted the Five Elements Mountain formed by the Five-Colored Divine Light. Simultaneously, he flipped his palm, releasing Great Peng from his grasp.

Great Peng moved to fly away, but the moment he did, he was overcome with intense pain, nearly falling from the sky.

Minghe smiled faintly, his figure shifting as he stepped onto Great Peng's back. "Take me for a spin. Let me see your speed, see how far you can fly."

Although Great Peng was unwilling, he was no longer in control. He flapped his wings, and immediately, he shot into the sky with Minghe.

His speed increased with every moment, swift as a gale, fast as lightning. With a single flap, he could travel tens of millions of miles.

With such speed, Great Peng could roam the Primordial Era unimpeded, as long as he didn't provoke any powerful beings.

His downfall this time was due to a lack of information. He had heard from somewhere that there were no living beings in the Sea of Blood.

As it turned out, the Sea of Blood not only had living beings but also powerful individuals like himself.

Great Peng had practically delivered himself to Minghe's doorstep. Minghe had no choice but to accept this magnificent mount.

From now on, he wouldn't have to constantly ride the Twelve-Grade Karmic Fire Red Lotus when going out.

Having Great Peng as a steed would certainly boost his prestige!

"However, this speed is still a bit slow. Let me see your limit."

Suddenly, Minghe sent a surge of magic power into Great Peng's body. Great Peng immediately felt his entire being controlled by Minghe.

With a flap of his wings, the surrounding void shattered with a boom. His speed instantly increased by more than tenfold.

In a flash, with a single flap, he flew out hundreds of millions of miles, and his speed continued to climb, faster and faster.

At this point, Great Peng finally understood why he couldn't escape from Minghe.

His own speed was utterly insignificant compared to this.

He couldn't complain about losing! Great Peng was somewhat convinced now.

Minghe controlled Great Peng's body, flying until Great Peng reached his physical limit, capable of traversing tens of billions of miles of void in an instant, and then stopped.

He returned control of Great Peng's body and had him fly back.

This was torture for Great Peng. After that ordeal, he felt sore all over, and even flapping his wings felt sluggish.

But just then, Minghe produced a drop of water emitting a three-colored glow. Minghe flicked his finger, and the water flew into Great Peng's body.

Great Peng's body trembled. He felt an immense sense of comfort wash over him, all fatigue vanishing. Moreover, his magic power surged within him, boundless and surging.

With a "swish," he flapped his wings, and Great Peng's speed returned.

However, Great Peng's heart was far from calm. The drop of water Minghe had flicked into him was something he recognized from his inherited memories: Three Lights Divine Water, the top-tier divine water in the Primordial Era. It was a healing elixir, an incredibly precious existence. Yet, just to restore his energy and relieve his fatigue, his "master" had given him a drop?

Great Peng felt that Minghe was incredibly wealthy, completely shattering his worldview.

Although he had suffered a setback this time, it might not be a misfortune but a blessing. At least by aligning himself with such a powerful being, his life would be more comfortable.

But as soon as this thought appeared in Great Peng's mind, he quickly reacted.

Pah, pah, pah! What am I thinking? I'm being forced!

When the opportunity arises in the future, he would definitely escape.

He would never be a mount; this was an insult he could not tolerate.

Minghe, unaware of Great Peng's thoughts, completed his circuit and returned to the Sea of Blood.

He took Great Peng into the Blood God Palace. Upon seeing the Phoenix Tree planted there, along with several other Spiritual Roots, Great Peng's eyes widened.

He gained a new understanding of Minghe's immense wealth.

He stared at the Phoenix Tree for a long time, repeatedly looking at Minghe, wanting to ask something but not knowing where to begin.

"This Phoenix Tree used to belong to your Phoenix tribe, but I obtained it by chance, so it belongs to me now," Minghe said casually, seeing through Great Peng's thoughts.

Great Peng nodded, his mind elsewhere.

Minghe looked at Great Peng and began to ponder. He had brought this bird back now.

But how should he handle it?

Although Great Peng was subdued to be his mount, Minghe was not the type of person to be cruel.

He had to give him some benefits.

After thinking for a moment, Minghe asked, "Great Peng, where is your Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle?"

"Ah?"

Great Peng was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit bewildered. He felt as if he had no privacy in front of Minghe.

How did he even know about his treasures?

Great Peng hesitantly took out the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle and reluctantly handed it to Minghe, saying, "This is mine."

Minghe rolled his eyes at him and said irritably, "I'm not going to take it from you."