He finished sorting through the old man's Storage Bag.
Li Ping's gaze fell on the Spirit Beast Bag beside him. He remembered that, at the auction, the old man had taken the scarlet flood dragon hatchling out of this very bag.
Before the auction had ended, however, the hatchling's elder had stormed in. Seeing the hatchling locked in a cage, the elder had attacked the old man in fury, forcing the auction to a halt.
The Nascent Soul cultivator overseeing the Underground Auction had intervened, stopping the scarlet flood dragon on the old man's behalf.
While the Nascent Soul cultivator fought the fourth-tier scarlet flood dragon, the old man had appeared before the assembled cultivators completely unharmed and even prevented the others from leaving.
But Li Ping had already left the hall by then, so he had no idea what exactly had happened afterward.
He did not know whether the fourth-tier scarlet flood dragon had reclaimed the hatchling in the process, or whether the hatchling had remained with the old man and been put back into his Spirit Beast Bag.
If it was the latter, the hatchling was inside the Spirit Beast Bag before Li Ping, and he would gain a scarlet flood dragon hatchling as his spirit beast.
At that thought, even Li Ping could not help wavering between hope and the fear of disappointment.
He gripped the Spirit Beast Bag and tipped it downward.
Thump!
With a soft impact, a cubic Spirit Beast Cage landed on the Flying Boat.
Inside the Spirit Beast Cage, a figure covered in densely packed crimson scales, barely a foot long, rolled over and steadied itself in midair. It immediately saw that the person before it was not its ancestor, but an unfamiliar human.
The scarlet flood dragon hatchling promptly opened its mouth