""Don't get too excited."
Lin Qingluo was amused, poked Little Kingfisher's tiny head, and assigned it a task, "Take your time, go around the nearby mountain streams, and find some suitable caves for Brother Meng, Yixuan and the others to live in, so they can concentrate on their cultivation in the caves."
"Alright."
Receiving the order, Little Kingfisher instantly perked up and flew towards the majestic mountains teeming with spiritual power like a streak of red lightning.
"Awoo."
"Giggles."
Baoya and Hunao played around the dragon's nest, stretching their little claws, eager to touch the little dragon cub.
"Hoo hoo."
The little dragon cub woke up, confused, and wandered in the nest to locate tiny shrimps for food.
Hearing the faint cries, Lin Qingluo looked around, bent down, and found the two small creatures playing under the stone table.
"Master, the little dragon cub is awake."
Baoya saw their master and sheepishly withdrew its little claws.
