Zhao Zhao's father is Si Yi's master and the only person he respects. Under the master's order, Si Yi will not leave until Zhao Zhao is brought back to him.

He followed Zhao Zhao at a distance that was neither too far nor too close. The young man in white in front of him was simply the most noisy cultivator he had ever seen, and his chattering never stopped all the way.

"Brother, look what I found!"

Si Yi looked up when he heard the voice, and happened to see the setting sun shining through the dense woods and illuminating the young man's smiling face as white as jade. The smile seemed to be ignited by the brilliant sunshine, and it looked particularly bright and moving.

"Haha, another bird's egg!" The breeze blew gently, blowing the boy's clothes, adding a bit of agility and elegance.

Without saying a word, he climbed up the tree. Being in the Qi Refining Stage, he had not yet learned how to fly, so he could only use the most primitive method to climb the tree.

But even such a rough action seemed particularly free and easy on that smart young man.

Si Yi was dazzled for a moment. He felt that he had not seen such a lively scene for a long time.

"Senior Brother." The figure in front of him flashed, and Zhao Zhao had jumped in front of him, happily holding a bird egg the size of half a palm to show him.

Meeting those eyes, Si Yi twitched the corners of his mouth and perfunctorily said, "Do you want to raise it? But this is a common winged bird egg, not suitable as a spiritual beast."

"What?" Zhao Zhao said, puzzled. "Who said I want it to be my spirit beast?"

He casually put the egg in his pocket, waved his hand and walked forward, "I took the bird eggs to relieve my boredom."

"Besides," Zhao Zhao turned her head and smiled brightly at him, "and my future spirit beast will definitely be the strongest beast in the entire cultivation world, not just a little bird."

The tone of his words was quite arrogant, and Si Yi felt ridiculous. On the surface, he still maintained an understanding attitude and said: "Junior brother is very talented and will definitely get what he wants in the future."

Zhao Zhao: ...

He glanced at the young man in black behind him, his expression helpless and depressed.

It's so careless to praise people.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhao took Si Yi and wandered around in the woods for a long time, but they couldn't find the bird that hit him.

It was already dark, and Si Yi was not in the mood to play with him anymore.

"What on earth are you looking for, Junior Brother?" He had been holding back his temper for too long and he couldn't pretend any longer.

In the darkness, Zhao Zhao hugged a tree, poked his head out to look at Si Yi, whose expression was unclear, and said, "A bird."

"What bird?"

"I don't know." Zhao Zhao's cultivation was poor, and his studies were also poor. There were only a few flowers, birds, and beasts in the world of immortal cultivation that he could name.

Si Yi: ...

The word "get out" rolled around his lips impatiently several times before he swallowed it back.

Although she didn't scold him, her voice wasn't as gentle as before.

"Hurry back, Master wants to see you."

A chilling voice drifted into Zhao Zhao's ears. His eyes suddenly lit up, and he insisted, "But I just want to find it!"

"Oh? Really?"

Si Yi's voice became softer and softer. Zhao Zhao touched his arm covered with goose bumps and slowly backed away. Suddenly, he bumped into someone who suddenly appeared behind him.

The person behind him had a very cold body. When his cold hand grasped Zhao Zhao's wrist, he shuddered violently as he sensed danger.

A strong wind blew past his ears, and when his mind cleared, he realized that he was sitting on Si Yi's Fengming sword. Looking down, he saw a deep dark forest.

"Brother, go slow. I don't know how to fly a sword yet!"

His voice was trembling with fear, and he lunged forward, hugging the slender waist of the young man in front of him tightly with both hands.

Si Yi's eyes were slightly red, and his jade-like face was a little ferocious. He repeated this man's identity several times in his mind before he didn't throw him down.

"Brother, I'm so scared, please say something!"

Zhao Zhao seemed to have no idea what it meant to read people's expressions, and continued to nag beside the impatient Si Yi.

"Shut up!"

Unable to bear it any longer, Si Yi coldly scolded, "If you make any more noise, I'll throw you down!"

Under the moonlight, his narrow eyes filled with cold light stared coldly at the pair of slightly surprised eyes. In the other's incredulous gaze, he smiled. The warmth and gentleness of the daytime were gone, and only full of evil remained.

He said word by word, "Say one more word and I'll kill you."