Though he could tell that this little white tiger had not truly gone all out.
Even if it had held something back, he was still confident that he could easily suppress it at the same cultivation level.
From beginning to end, the only one he truly took seriously was the Eastern Emperor.
"Master!"
Under the complex gazes of Ji Haoyue, Jiang Yifei, and the others, filled with gravity, solemnity, and apprehension.
The little white tiger came trotting eagerly back and followed meekly beside Taiyi, not daring to misbehave.
It showed none of the high spirits and imposing air it had displayed just after defeating the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, that prodigy of the Demon Race.
It was also somewhat surprised to see little Tingting and nodded to her in greeting.
"I've always kept you on a tight leash..."
Taiyi could not help smiling at it. "You should be thoroughly satisfied now, shouldn't you?"
"Xiaobai, you certainly stole the limelight today," An Miaoyi said with a smile.
"That's right, Xiaobai! You were amazing just now!"
Jiang Tingting spoke happily.
"He was too weak. I couldn't get my fill!"
The little white tiger answered without thinking.
This was neither boasting nor arrogance that held everyone beneath its notice, but the truth.
Had it not momentarily thrilled at the sight of worthy prey, the Golden-Winged Little Peng King, whose strength was respectable but nowhere near enough, would have lost long ago.
"It's not as though there's no one stronger than him. Most of them have already entered the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, so keep working hard!" Taiyi patted his head.
"You're the fellow I met outside the Jiang Family last time, aren't you?"
The little white tiger fixed a burning gaze on Jiang Yifei, his golden beast pupils blazing with the will to