The young man Xiao Jiang from the Ancient Clan also cast envious glances. He had reached the right age but had not married yet, likely waiting for some girl to come of age. Following Chongli Mountain seemed very promising.
Chong Hua, as the biological son of Chongli Mountain, felt a bit of resentment. Why didn't his father take him to tame the Divine Beast? Fortunately, he had already buried a seed of joy in his heart and wouldn't sweat the small stuff. Before long, the entire Ancient Clan would look up to him as the supreme idol and join the yoyo divine cult.
"Did you set up the restrictions?" Chongli Mountain asked Wu Hen.
"Yes, I did." Wu Hen nodded.
"Then release it."
Wu Hen took out the gourd tied up with ropes, rubbed its mouth with his hand, and soon a stream of immortal energy began to flow out from it, transforming into a beautiful river of light.
