"I said I would come find you."
Han Muye chuckled, took a step onto the green stones, and raised his hand to press down on the head of the black tiger.
The black tiger shook all over, wanting to step back, but found itself completely unable to move, only able to obediently let Han Muye stroke its black and white fur.
"Give me back that long spear, I still have a use for it."
As Han Muye finished speaking, the black tiger felt its body finally able to move.
Shaking its confused head, Black Tiger turned around and led Han Muye up the cliff to a stone cave that was hundreds of feet long.
As he walked into the cave, a vast aura wafted out.
"Good beast, you know how to find a place." Han Muye cursed softly.
This was clearly a place with a rich concentration of origin power.
Cultivating in such a place would significantly increase one's speed.
