Long Ting spread his wings, soaring into the sky. The warm wind howled by his ears, and the grass below surged in waves of green, vast and grand.
"Hey, we're not on yet!" Wuhai shouted upwards.
"Aren't you supposed to be very capable? If you have the skills, fly by yourselves!" Long Ting cast a disdainful glance down at the two beasts, instantly flying several hundred meters away, leaving Wuhai and Hei Yu roaring in anger.
"Cheapskate!"
"Fall and die!"
The two beasts cursed, their bodies swelling as they reverted to their original forms, then quickly chased after.
The lush, tall grass was instantly crushed into two paths.
Sitting on Long Ting's back, Mu Qianyue was in high spirits, feeling the warm wind whistling by her ears. The sky was high, the earth vast, mysterious and boundless, igniting a fiery passion within her, as if she wanted to integrate into this world at this moment, her thoughts and vision gradually becoming clearer.
