"Spare my life, fellow cultivator, I have a secret..."
With blood splattering everywhere, the Phoenix Cry Bird easily pierced through the Mana Shield, directly killing the cultivator. Lin Chang'an couldn't help but show a satisfied expression.
"You haven't been raised in vain all these years."
The Phoenix Cry Bird's talent was unexpectedly akin to that of Flying Needles, specialized in countering Protective Spiritual Light.
After receiving praise, the Phoenix Cry Bird happily raised its head and once again retrieved the spoils from another cultivator.
Seeing this, Lin Chang'an's expression became tense.
"Alright, quickly hide, don't let anyone find you. I'll reward you with a Demon Core when we get back."
Facing its master's direct confiscation of the Storage Bag, the Phoenix Cry Bird hadn't reacted but instead nodded excitedly, seemingly still immersed in the joy of the Demon Core tasty treat.
