Still, deep in the Silver Frost Forest, where high-tier Fierce Beasts roamed unchecked, hunting down so many Third Tier Fierce Beasts was no easy feat, especially with the Golden Roc doing all the work. Fortunately, after years of consuming pills and plenty of rare flowers, herbs, and exotic fruits, the fighting strength he now displayed was not to be underestimated. With the Artifact Spirit Ancestor guiding him from the sidelines, he was improving no slower than Mu Bai.
After several fierce, bloody battles, the Golden Roc also realized that he had advanced a tier, and gradually grew bolder in the Silver Frost Forest. Not only did he dare take the initiative to attack herbivorous beasts such as Spotted-Horned Horses, he kept prodding the Artifact Spirit Ancestor to take him in search of an even stronger savage bird-the Blood Phoenix.
The Blood Phoenix had originally been a Fourth Tier savage bird who had scared the Golden Roc out of his wits. Yet the more he thought back on it, the more deeply he admired that valiant, dashing figure, and the more hopelessly infatuated he became.
"You stupid bird, is that Blood Phoenix someone you can afford to provoke?" The Artifact Spirit Ancestor gave a sleazy, wicked grin. "With that scrawny little body of yours, you wouldn't even fill a gap between her teeth."
But the Golden Roc could not forget the Blood Phoenix's figure. Whether out of fear or shyness, he insisted that the Artifact Spirit Ancestor accompany him. The Artifact Spirit Ancestor scoffed at his endless attempts to curry favor, telling him not to be a toad dreaming of feasting on swan flesh.
Despite the blow, the idea only grew stronger in the Golden Roc's mind. All day long, he held out his head and rubbed against the Artifact Spirit