"Brother Chen Xuan, what are you doing? Do you know how much effort it took me to lure him out?
Now look what happened. You scared him back into hiding. Who knows when he'll dare come out again?"
Chang Xi's feigned anger left Chen Xuan momentarily at a loss.
"Wasn't I worried about you? I saw that four-colored light rushing straight at you. How could I not act?"
Seeing Chen Xuan's aggrieved expression, Chang Xi smiled sweetly and walked over to him.
She first handed one of the rabbits in her arms to Chen Xuan, then sat down on the ground beside him.
"Brother Chen Xuan, have you ever seen a qilin?"
Chen Xuan shook his head. Although the Qilin Clan had once been one of the Great Desolate Land's foremost powers,
that had been in the past, not now. After all, during the Dragon Han Initial Tribulation, no clan had suffered more grievously than the Qilin Clan.
Though some members of the Qilin Clan still lingered on in the Great Desolate Land, they no longer even had the chance to take human form.
Their best possible fate was to find a powerful master and obediently serve as a mount.
Even so, Chen Xuan had never truly seen a qilin in all these years.
Suddenly, Chen Xuan seemed to think of something and immediately asked Chang Xi, "Are you saying that four-colored light was a qilin?"
Chang Xi nodded. "Not only was it a qilin, it was a king among the Qilin Clan.
The Qilin Clan inherited four different bloodline attributes: Earth, Fire, Wind, and Water.
Other than First Qilin, who possessed all four attributes, no qilin with even two attributes had ever appeared.
Yet the little qilin in that ravine possesses all four attributes of the Qilin Clan.
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