In the forest beside the West Fortress, Wang Xiaojun led Lingling deeper into the forest.
"Are you sure it didn't betray you?" Ling Ling asked seriously.
"I'm not too sure, but it did respond to me the other night. However, I can use this flute to summon it," Wang Xiaojun took out a small flute as he spoke.
Wang Xiaojun placed the flute beside his mouth and blew into it. The sound of the flute was like a whistle made by a leaf. Even though it was a little sharp, it was quite pleasant to the ears. It was able to travel a great distance through the dense woods.
The sound of the flute continued to echo in the woods. Ling Ling looked around her, but she did not see any sign of the gray eagle.
Wang Xiaojun continued to blow into the flute. After a long time, the only response was the chirping of the insects in the woods. He put the flute down in disappointment and said, "Maybe I've underestimated the situation. Even a pure-blooded Heavenly Eagle couldn't resist the aura of a Ruler-level creature, let alone a mixed-blooded one. The amount of mental energy it can withstand is even more limited."
Ling Ling comforted him, "Why don't we try again? Maybe it's somewhere further away."
Wang Xiaojun looked into the distance. He picked up the flute and was about to blow into it when he suddenly heard a cry from the canopy.
The cry was pleasant, like the sound of a flute. Wang Xiaojun was extremely familiar with the sound. It was the gray eagle that he had raised since it was young!
All the Heavenly Eagles in West Fortress had been executed cruelly, yet the gray eagle's impure bloodline had saved its life. To Wang Xiaojun's surprise, the gray eagle was very obedient to his orders. It flew toward him happily and landed beside him, rubbing its head against his body.
It did not betray him. It was just like how it usually was.
Wang Xiaojun hugged the gray eagle excitedly and patted its head. He said, "Did you know that we can achieve great things? We've always been looked down upon and despised by the people in the army. If we can complete the mission, the whole West Fortress will surely look at us in a different light. Haven't we been waiting for this day?"
The gray eagle seemed to be able to understand Wang Xiaojun's words. It cried out excitedly.
"But this mission is very dangerous. If anything goes wrong, both of us will die. I'm scared too, but I don't want to be a freeloader in the army anymore. I want to do something for them. Gray Eagle, only you can help me now. "Wang Xiaojun looked at Gray Eagle with a sincere expression.
The gray eagle did not cry out again. It slowly opened its arms, as if telling Wang Xiaojun that they were going to move out immediately.
"Alright, let's go!" Wang Xiaojun jumped onto the back of the gray eagle and said to Ling Ling, "Wait for me here. I'll send the Red Falcon Herbs to West Fortress as soon as I get them."
"I'll guide you to a safe path, but I can't guarantee your safety. Remember, if you encounter any danger, leave at once. Don't force yourself. You won't be able to handle those White Magic Falcons with your current strength," said Ling Ling sternly to Wang Xiaojun.
Wang Xiaojun smiled and gave Lingling a rather crude military salute. He patted the feathers on the gray eagle's neck, and the gray eagle immediately spread its wings and soared into the sky. In just a few seconds, it had reached the top of the tree.
Ling Ling raised her head and watched the brave young man and the unpopular gray eagle flying into the distance. Who would have thought that a seventeen-year-old young man would be responsible for the crisis in Hangzhou City? Ugh, she was only eleven years old, too …
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"Alright, I got it. Let's hope he and the gray eagle are safe," said Mofan before hanging up the phone.
He glanced to the west. To his surprise, the white feathers were getting closer and closer. They seemed to be hovering above West Fortress. Looking from Hangzhou City, he could see countless destructive spells blossoming like fireworks in the dark night.
The Magicians of Hangzhou City had already begun to fight. Hopefully, they could hold on until Wang Xiaojun returned with the Red Falcon Herbs. Otherwise, there would be countless casualties in the war.
It was not Mo Fan's concern for the time being. His priority now was to deal with the Black Totem Snake.
The batch of blood serums containing the Diseased Blood was being transported to West Fortress. The amount of the blood serums was huge. Taking away a whole truck of them would not make any difference. However, it was obvious that the blood serums could no longer be used, thus they were all given to the Black Totem Snake, who happened to need a huge amount of them.
It took some time for the blood serums to be transported to West Fortress. The blood serums finally arrived at the Su Causeway in the middle of the night.
When Mofan saw that the Black Totem Snake had no intention of waking up, he jumped onto his head. A bottle of blood serums was not big, thus it was impossible for the Black Totem Snake to consume the blood serums on his own. Thus, Mofan decided to stuff the serums into the gap between the Black Totem Snake's teeth.
The blood that was able to pass through the gap between the Black Totem Snake's teeth was not to be underestimated. A high-quality blood serum was able to produce a few times more blood than a human. If the Black Totem Snake were to consume the entire truck of blood serums, even if his HP bar was extremely deep, he would at least recover two or three slots.
One bottle after another was poured into the Black Totem Snake's mouth. Mofan had no idea how much money he had spent feeding the Black Totem Snake. Not long after, the Black Totem Snake had almost finished the entire truck of blood serums.
The blood serums were quite effective on Totem Beasts, too. It was obvious that the Black Totem Snake was slowly recovering.
As Mofan was feeding the Black Totem Snake the last box of blood serums, the Black Totem Snake's eyes suddenly sprang open!
Its shocking eyes stared at the tiny Mo Fan who was standing right above its mouth. Mo Fan was so scared that he staggered and almost fell into the lake.
"Hiss ~" The Black Totem Snake let out a deep cry. Mofan's face turned pale. He turned his head and glanced at Tangyue, who was standing on the causeway, and asked in a low voice, "What, what, what did he say …"
Tangyue giggled. Her eyes curved into crescents as she said to Mofan, "He asked if you have any more of these. Besides, he's thanking you."
Instead of letting the military destroy the blood serums, it was better to use them to nourish the Black Totem Snake's body. Thus, Mofan gave Leng Qing a call and asked her to send another truck of blood serums over.
"Hiss … hiss …" The Black Totem Snake let out another cry.
Before Mofan could ask, Tangyue translated with a smile, "The big guy is saying that the blood is very delicious. He likes it a lot."
Mofan's lips twisted as he mumbled to himself. The blood was like the gutter oil of blood. He had never seen anyone enjoying gutter oil.
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