The Hwamei Yi Shuyuan had transformed into flew into the crown of the great tree. Perched on a slender branch, he bobbed up and down with it in the mountain breeze.
"Chirp, chirp~ Chirp, chirp~~"
The Hwamei called twice, drawing the attention of an adult bird that had just returned with an insect in its beak. Finding an unfamiliar bird of its own kind calling and preening over there, it paid him no further heed. Feeding its chicks came first.
Yi Shuyuan watched a little longer with a sense of novelty, then suddenly found that the little insect in the adult Hwamei's beak seemed somewhat enticing.
Hui Mian likes eating insects. Does it feel something like this?
Still, Yi Shuyuan had no intention of trying to catch insects to eat. Pushing off with both claws, he leaped from the branch and flapped away.
Heavenly Battle Mountain was a place of spiritual beauty. Flying through it in a Hwamei's body, he appeared to be no more than an ordinary bird, yet his perception of its subtleties was all the clearer.
Looking down from higher in the sky, he saw that the reproduction and lives of the mountain's creatures and the circulation of all its spiritual energy followed interconnected patterns. Of the four seasons, spring brimmed with the most vitality.
"Creeee-"
An eagle's cry, ordinarily the most commonplace of sounds, now seemed to startle the heavens and halt the clouds in Yi Shuyuan's ears, making his heart give a sudden jump.
Through his Spirit Sense, he knew another bird of prey had dropped from the sky, its sharp beak and talons already reaching for him.
"Whoosh."
A rush of wind swept toward him. The Hwamei deftly beat his wings and rolled over, and the eagle missed, swooping past him. After dropping some