The next morning, Xiao Yan left the Misty Cloud Sect feeling refreshed, a look of lingering pleasure on his face.
"Having master and disciple together really was a delicious treat."
A smile curled Xiao Yan's lips. He had spent the past two days keeping Cai Lin company and had rather neglected the other beauties. That simply would not do.
With that thought, light flickered beneath his feet. When he reappeared, he stood at the foot of a small hill rich in energy. An exquisite bamboo house stood quietly on the hillside, surrounded by all kinds of medicinal herbs.
The herbs were all flourishing, clearly tended with meticulous care.
Those details alone revealed how deeply the owner of this little house loved these plants.
"This ice-flame spirit herb is still growing so well."
Xiao Yan's gaze swept over the plants before stopping on a beautiful, translucent herb. Just as he reached out to touch the ice-flame spirit herb, a shrill eagle cry rang out beside his ear.
He turned to find an enormous blue eagle glaring ferociously at him, as though he had touched some priceless treasure belonging to its master.
"You beast, don't you recognize me anymore?"
Xiao Yan glared at the blue eagle. The slightest trace of his Half-Saint aura leaked out, and the eagle instantly began trembling all over.
Four years had passed, but even with Xiao Yi Xian's careful nurturing, the blue eagle had only just reached the fourth tier. Faced with Xiao Yan's terrifying aura, it was frightened into a witless mutt.
Yet after sensing that terrifying aura, it quickly came to its senses. The ferocity in its eyes instantly turned to fawning.
It gently rubbed its beak against Xiao Yan, becoming the very picture of an overeager lapdog.
Just then, a figure in a white