Two clear voices rang out at once. Everyone turned toward the sound and saw Xiao Xi and Xiao Guang looking up at Qian Daoliu, their eyes brimming with anticipation and their bodies trembling slightly with excitement.
As their words fell, the square instantly went quiet.
Tian Meng flew off Qian Daoliu's shoulder, instinctively preparing to translate for the two, only to suddenly realize what had happened. His voice was full of shock:
"You two... can talk now?"
Xiao Xi swayed its ten-meter-long body, its pale golden dragon scales gleaming brilliantly in the sunlight. Its voice carried a note of excitement:
"After absorbing the Angel God's gift just now, my cultivation broke through to the ten-thousand-year realm, and my intelligence fully developed along with it. Suddenly, I knew how to speak! I can finally communicate with everyone normally!"
Xiao Guang flapped its wings as well. Its body had grown noticeably sturdier, a faint rainbow sheen haloed the edges of its golden mane, and the horn on its forehead had become thicker and stronger, making it look even more sacred:
"Me too! After my cultivation reached ten thousand years, a lot of knowledge suddenly appeared in my mind, and speaking came naturally. Now we can communicate with everyone normally and protect Xiao Xue even better!"
Delight and surprise appeared on everyone's faces. Guang Ling said with a smile:
"Now that's an unexpected blessing. Ordinary soul beasts usually need to reach a hundred thousand years before they can speak, but you've managed it at only ten thousand years. With luck like that, your futures know no bounds!"
Qian Daoliu was rather surprised as well, then nodded:
"Good. Come along with us, then. You can keep Xiao Xue entertained on the way."
The preparations for departure were soon complete. Holding Qian Renxue in one