Night fell over Yaoguang Peak. Stars glittered, clouds drifted lazily, and a night breeze swept through, sending countless blades of tough grass rippling like water. The scenery was beautiful.
Within this secret realm, Ding Ying was a snow-white Gu Diao. Standing on two feet, she raised her neck and gently beat her wings, her bright, clear eyes fixed on Lushu as she replied, "Hehe, Brother Biyun, that really hurts... We're friends, and partners in this secret realm... The two of us have already made mortal enemies of Bai Ze and his people. If we don't use our current advantage to finish them off... and he comes looking for revenge with others at a critical moment later, or joins forces with other factions to make trouble for us... wouldn't you be implicated too?"
"Or do you mean... that after this Fortunate Destiny Contest, we won't be friends or partners anymore... just people about to go our separate ways, so even if Bai Ze comes seeking revenge later, it won't have anything to do with you?"
Her voice was ethereal and pleasant, and her words fitted together flawlessly, needles hidden in silk, leaving not the slightest opening for criticism.
Lushu, born on Mount Niuyang, was an Innate Sacred Spirit with a horse's body, a red tail, a white head, and tiger-like stripes covering its body. Its eyes shone like stars, exceptionally bright and keen. In legend, it was an auspicious sacred spirit. Wearing its fur for a long time could even bless one's descendants and bring prosperity to future generations.
However, the Lushu sacred spirit before them was not pure, because it had no soul of its own. It was only a shell "possessed" by a Traveler, which made it seem a little more domineering, a little fiercer.
The Traveler who had