"I'm sorry, I am not worthy to be your mount." When the giant bear, with its dark golden fur, turned and walked away, it became the seventh magical beast that Long Dangdang deemed suitable that rejected him. All of them were at minimum of the 9th rank.
But ever since the Evil Eye Tyrant, half-step sovereign, all the magical beasts gave him the same replies: "I am unworthy!"
Although his cousin had warned him before that being born with a magnitude 90 inner spiritual power, and being a prodigy of Luminosity, most mounts would think they're unworthy of his talents. So it wasn't so simple as him wanting to settle with just any mount. Even when a mount rejected him, there was nothing he could do about it.
Long Dangdang felt helpless. His only console was that he had signed a pact with Little Evil Eye. It was a relief to have at least one guarantee.
