"You're courting death!"
After finishing off the Green Scale Storm Eagle King with a single strike, Qin Feng landed on White Sparrow's back. His gaze swept across the surrounding Sea of Clouds, certain that someone was spying on him from the shadows.
But his search yielded nothing. The hidden person was concealed too well, leaving not a single trace.
'I'll catch this rat eventually!'
Qin Feng snorted coldly, a glint of frost in his eyes. The next moment, he urged White Sparrow onward, continuing toward Heavenly Red Peak.
"CAW CAW! A rat! This dolt loves to eat rats!" Eighth Master hopped up and down, grabbing the fabric on Qin Feng's shoulder, its beady little eyes gleaming mischievously.
COO!
Nurtured by the Spiritual Spring, White Sparrow had gained a hint of spirituality. Understanding Eighth Master's meaning, it shook its body in displeasure.
