With Liu Hang, his Golden Core Stage senior brother, always available to guide him, his cultivation progressed faster and faster. After washing and dressing, Li Xiaoya went outside, mounted the Azure Wind Leaf, and flew toward Liu Hang's cave abode.
"Oh, right! Now that I can fly on a dharma artifact myself, Little White won't need to pick me up anymore. Hehe! I'll show Little White my flying dharma artifact." Spotting the little valley in the distance, Li Xiaoya suddenly remembered Little White and chuckled smugly.
Li Xiaoya took the White Jade Whistle from inside his robe, puffed out his cheeks, and blew hard. A shrill "Preeee!" rang out.
"Screee!" As usual, Little White flew out of the valley, only to find the place where Li Xiaoya normally waited for a ride completely deserted. Little White looked around in confusion.
"Preeee!" Li Xiaoya blew the whistle hard again and called, "Little White! I'm over here!"
"Screee!" Little White looked toward the sound and spotted Li Xiaoya in midair. With a long cry, Little White flew over and circled him curiously.
"Hahaha! Little White! I can fly now too, so you won't have to pick me up anymore! Hahaha!" Li Xiaoya laughed smugly.
"Screee!" Little White seemed to hear the swagger in his voice and flapped vigorously at him. The fierce gusts sent Li Xiaoya swaying every which way, nearly knocking him out of the sky.
"Hey! Stop, stop, stop!" Li Xiaoya cried hastily, hurriedly steering the Azure Wind Leaf away. Little White refused to let him off, beating those enormous wings and chasing after him to play.
Little White seemed to be playing, but Li Xiaoya suffered for it. Each gust nearly blew him out of the sky, making him beg for mercy again and again. "Little White! Little White!