Bidding farewell to his master, Ji An rode the grey-feathered sand goose towards Lingxiao Mountain.
The blue sky was clear, the green mountains were lush, and his attire fluttered in the wind, exuding a refined aura.
Halfway through the journey, the beast circled without moving forward, recalling unbearable past memories.
A few days ago, along this exact route, after a stop at an Azure Mountain, it almost lost half its life.
Now, as time overlapped and memories resurfaced, it felt a fiery pain in its throat.
Ji An chuckled, reaching out to smooth the sand goose's soft neck feathers:
"Wherever the master goes, even if the road ahead is perilous, as a beast, you must follow without hesitation.
Yet you, with little skill, have embedded the ability to seek fortune and avoid misfortune deep into your bones. Let's go!"
The sand goose screeched a few times, reluctantly continuing to fly forward, its speed slowing.
