"Go~" Xiao Hua gave a soft rebuke, raised his hand, and tossed two mung-bean-sized shadows into the jade liquid. As he struck in several more spell seals, two crisp cracks rang out, and the jade liquid condensed into two jade tablets.
"Master..." The Black Bear Spirit called out with a bitter face. "It would have been one thing if you thought those two deserved to die, but why are you making sport of this little one's blood?"
"Hmph, what do you know?" Xiao Hua snorted, flicking his sleeve. "Take these jade tablets!"
Watching the two jade tablets fall into his hands, the Black Bear Spirit raised them and looked at the faint shadows of the golden roc and White Lion within. Utterly bewildered, he asked curiously, "Master, what am I supposed to do with these?"
"Those two demons were spared at your plea, so their lives are entrusted to you! If they refuse to obey, crush the jade tablets whenever you wish!" Xiao Hua said coldly. "Of course, if anything happens to them, you alone will answer for it!"
"Is that really necessary, Master?" The Black Bear Spirit's face became even more miserable as he pitifully said, "These things are so precious. If this little one accidentally breaks one, wouldn't that cost those two demons their lives? You should keep them instead!"
"Black Bear..." Xiao Jian had already awakened, and he reminded him from the side with a laugh that was neither tears nor smiles, "Master thinks highly of you. Just... hold the jade tablets and think about how you want those two demons to move, and they will have to move that way..."
"Ah? Really?" The Black Bear Spirit was overjoyed and hurriedly shouted, "Golden Roc, roll over for your daddy!"
The golden roc was no longer in pain