The mystical beast stared deeply at Mark who was in meditation before turning its gaze towards the gauze wrapped around its body. The killing intent in its eyes subsided when it realized what had happened. It then curled its body and rested with its eyes closed.
Unaware of what was happening, Mark continued cultivating for a few more hours. When he opened his eyes, he saw an enchanting white figure looking at him with a pair of curious eyes. He was startled and instinctively stood up, but because the tunnel was narrow, his head bumped into the wall. "Ow! Ow! Hiss!"
Mark squatted while rubbing his head. He hissed in pain when his hand touched the small bump on his head.
The mystical beast stared at him in amusement, temporarily forgetting the pain it was feeling.
