"My intention was not to teach her a lesson."
Lin Qingluo chuckled: "I merely wanted her to witness the transformations in The Orb herself and no longer blame Shibao. But well, since you brought it up, this might be a good opportunity to show her what I'm capable of."
"Master is mighty!"
Little Kingfisher hopped with joy: "When Yin'er comes into the Primordial Orb with you, she'll also get to witness the prowess of this Divine Beast!"
"Hehe, okay then."
With a chuckle, Lin Qingluo looked fondly at her extremely proud pet, her eyes filled with laughter.
*
Inside the Primordial Orb, Little Kingfisher's voice trilled, her wings fluttering as she flew high in the sky.
Adorned in a green robe, with her black hair fluttering in the wind, Lin Qingluo floated on a sword atop a cliff.
The Youhuang Sword Spirit was taken aback by the sight of the person and the bird, its divine sense sweeping over mountains and rivers, sensing something amiss.
