"I won't be going."
Jiang Changsheng shook his head. He did not need the blood of an auspicious beast.
Yu Yanyi felt somewhat regretful, but she could not force it. Soon, she left.
Jiang Jian looked at the Sword God and asked curiously, "Are there many auspicious beasts like Baize?"
The Sword God was already more than four hundred years old and was knowledgeable, so he often listened to the Sword God's stories about the continent.
