Xiao Hua looked at the Black Bear Spirit, his eyes slightly red, and for a moment, he did not know how to answer. Back at Black Wind Ridge, the Black Bear Spirit had been quite the standout and had counted as one of Xiao Hua's capable assistants. Back then, he had followed Qin Xiaoyao and helped Xiao Hua with no small number of matters. But as Xiao Hua's cultivation had soared and the Creation Sect's strength had surged, the Black Bear Spirit had gradually ceased to stand out. Qin Xiaoyao needed no mention. The Black Bear Spirit had still been able to follow Xiao Hua to the upper realm and obtain a measure of fortune, while Qin Xiaoyao had remained within the Soaring Dragon Mountain Range. Now, Xiao Hua did not even know how far his cultivation had progressed! Yet perhaps this was how life was. Many people were eye-catching embellishments at different stages of one's life, even dazzling protagonists, but as time rushed onward, they became mere passersby. If Xiao Hua were to suddenly place excessive importance on Qin Xiaoyao now, it would likely be a kind of praise that killed him. As for the Black Bear Spirit, Xiao Hua would occasionally compare him to Yuan Tongtian, the Six-Eared Macaque, and even Lan Dianzi. While appreciating the Black Bear Spirit's loyalty, Xiao Hua had also considered granting him greater fortune. The Myriad Monster Realm was an excellent opportunity.
"Don't rush, don't rush..." Xiao Hua said with a smile. "The reason I've left you here is not because I no longer want you, but because I want to give you an opportunity to become a Demon King! Black Bear, it isn't that I wish to criticize you, but your strength... truly falls far short of the Golden Roc and White