A month had passed since Xiao Yan finished absorbing the myriad beast spirit flame.
The Amethyst Winged Lion King's Cave Abode.
Grumbling as she examined the hole in the horn atop her head in a crystal mirror, the Amethyst Winged Lion King sank into a thoroughly foul mood.
The thought of someone ransacking her lair only made her angrier.
A magical beast of her level was hardly any different from a human, and everyone knew that when people got angry, they liked to take it out on someone else.
Hearing a noise beside her, the Amethyst Winged Lion King whipped her head around.
The little Amethyst Winged Lion King beside her, playing with a stone ball in his mouth: ⊙▽⊙
"What are you playing for? Go cultivate already!"
He had just been about to open his mouth, but after casting a timid glance at the Amethyst Winged Lion King, he dejectedly went off to lie down and cultivate. Before long, however, she spoke again.
"Why are you always lying there? Move around!"
The little lion: (눈_눈)
"What are you looking at me for? Is there a cultivation method written on my face?
What are you looking at the ground for? Am I the one talking, or is the ground talking?"
The little Amethyst Winged Lion King: (눈益눈)
"Phew, I feel much better." Cheerfully watching her child get angry, the Amethyst Winged Lion King lay on the ground with her chin propped on both forepaws, her mood much improved.
Just then, however, the air inside the cave abruptly grew much hotter. The Amethyst Winged Lion King frowned and looked over, only to recoil in shock.
A spark at the back of the little Amethyst Winged Lion King's neck expanded in an instant, and a human figure emerged from it.
"Yo, had