Just as his thoughts drifted, Little Crimson was already packed and ready to go. One Storage Ring could solve everything—there was no need for any artifact carriage or the like...
But its enthusiasm only lasted a brief moment before it suddenly fell somewhat silent, gazing longingly at the cloud-wreathed Ninety-Nine Ring Mountains.
Little Crimson could not help but blurt out, "Brother Xun, I want to go back..."
"You bastard, This Dao Ancestor said you could come back when you got homesick after leaving! You haven't even stepped out the door yet!"
Chen Xun cursed under his breath, then turned his head and shouted, "Old Ox, what do we do if Little Crimson is homesick?!"
Whoosh!
A huge black figure shot out of the air like a whirlwind, crashing down to press upon Little Crimson. "Moo~~~!" A beating would fix it!
"Ah~~! Brother Ox!! Ouch!!"
Little Crimson howled miserably as Big Black Ox grabbed it by the lion tail and spun it ceaselessly through the air.
From behind the Side Hall came two figures with narrowed eyes—a frog and a bird—whispering quietly to each other:
"White Spirit, it seems our formidable rival for the position of Mountain Guardian Spirit Beast is leaving."
"Daoist... this beast has quite the background. He is the Dao Ancestor's blood brother."
"Absurd. How could a human have a spirit beast as a blood brother? One mother cannot give birth to two different races."
Frog Daoist wore an expression full of wisdom as he analyzed the matter with flawless logic. "This beast is likely connected through favoritism. It is good that he is leaving. The Five Elements Sect will be ours..."
White Spirit stretched out a wing and gave it two shakes, wisdom glinting in his eyes as well. "Daoist, Ox Ancestor did not hold back. We