Seeing Li Ping take the black gourd and the Formless Young Master's Storage Bag,
Chixiaozi's expression darkened, yet a trace of apprehension involuntarily flashed through his eyes.
He had witnessed the full might of the Desolate Fire Sparrow's strike.
Against this Heaven-and-Earth Spirit Bird with its extraordinary bloodline, not only the Formless Young Master, who was merely at the core formation middle stage, but even he himself could not claim he could completely suppress it.
Most likely, their chances would be fifty-fifty!
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind. Forcing his emotions to settle, he stared at Li Ping and asked, "Fellow Daoist Li, what kind of spirit beast is this spirit bird of yours?"
The Desolate Fire Sparrow had appeared once before in Great Zhou's Eastern Sea.
In that battle, Li Ping had not only slain a core formation late stage cultivator with overwhelming force, but also seized the Scarlet Flood Dragon Hatchling, forging a bitter enmity with the power behind the Underground Auction.
More troublesome still, the transformed Scarlet Flood Dragon had declared upon appearing that Li Ping possessed something belonging to him.
Every cultivator present knew that anything a Transformation Great Demon valued so highly had to be a rare treasure-and that treasure was on Li Ping.
Even now, plenty of people were probably still coveting it.
Thus, to avoid unnecessary trouble, he had deliberately disguised the Desolate Fire Sparrow's appearance before sending it into battle.
That was also why Chixiaozi had failed to recognize its species.
"Heh, what kind of spirit beast? Does Fellow Daoist Chixiaozi wish to spar with this spirit beast of mine as well?" Rather than answer Chixiaozi's question directly, Li Ping posed one of his own.
He did not know whether Chixiaozi had been aware of the Formless Young Master's intention to kill