Lu Changfeng looked at the little fellow on his shoulder and muttered inwardly:
Are you a bottomless pit?
Didn't you just finish eating a vermilion fruit? Hungry again already?
He suddenly felt he might not be able to afford to keep this spirit bird.
Snow Robe tilted its head, gazing at him expectantly with eyes like black pearls.
Taiping chuckled at the sight. "Since we have nothing else to do, why not take a trip? We can see just how marvelous this ability to 'discern treasure light and auspicious auras' that Master Yuan mentioned really is."
"All right."
Lu Changfeng nodded.
Spells had limits to their range. However powerful Yuan Tiangang was, he could hardly cast a spell from a hundred li away. The fire ganoderma Snow Robe had discovered should be nearby.
"Then please lead the way, Snow Robe."
"This way!"
Snow Robe cried out happily, beat its wings, and shot out through the door like an arrow loosed from a bow, vanishing into the night sky.
The two leaped after it.
Taiping signaled to Jinghong, Qing Dai, and the others outside the courtyard that they need not follow, then pursued the white silhouette with Lu Changfeng, slipping into the flowing moonlight.
The night wind brushed their faces as they traveled side by side.
Taiping transmitted her voice. "Snow Robe's origins are extraordinary. The world's spells are strange and unpredictable. In ancient times, Gongye Chang used birds as his eyes and ears, and during the Han dynasty, Yang Xuan possessed the Celestial Bird Secret Art. It may not be merely a parrot. You must be careful."
Lu Changfeng replied, "Rest assured, Your Highness. I understand."
Then he asked, "The Fenghou's Eight Formations you mentioned earlier... is that Yuan Tiangang's cultivation method?"
Taiping shook her head, her voice ethereal. "'A