In the cave, Shen Fei focused on tending to his spirit beast's wounds.
The Flame Owl's life was hanging by a thread, but Shen Fei had no other choice; if he wanted to save the Flame Owl, he could only rely on himself.
Shen Fei stayed beside his Flame Owl and asked, "Flame Owl, how are you feeling?"
Shen Fei was very fond of the Flame Owl. There was a connection between the two of them starting from the day they formed their contract. At this moment, the Flame Owl was lying on the ground gasping for breath. It was as though it was on the brink of death. Its body was covered in burns, and it trembled violently.
"Coo..." The Flame Owl raised its head weakly. Its black eyes gazed pleadingly at Shen Fei.
"Don't worry. I promise I won't abandon you. I'll treat your wounds first!" Shen Fei said.
Shen Fei pulled out a saint-grade pill and activated it. A red flame suddenly covered the Flame Owl's body, gradually repairing the burns on its body.
