"Alright, now we are ready to head to the eternal blossom sect," Mu Ting said with a sigh as he finished packing few of his things inside the spatial ring. He looked around the room to see if there was anything missing and if he needed to add anything.
His eyes fell on the tiny fuzzy spirit that was playing with the rooster head. Well, technically she was just wondering what she was supposed to do with it.
"Throw it away," he said nonchalantly looking around the room. He paused for a while when he thought of something.
"Or," he said as he raised his hand and pointed at the rooster head. The head immediately flew towards him and before it could reach him, it burned down in mid air.
"Simply burn it away," he chuckled seeing it disappear in the air. It felt nice to vent out on something.
The spirit looked at him and simply turned away. It did not want to deal with its master who disappeared as soon as they made the soul contract.
