Floating along, Li Hongzhao transmitted secretly: "What true blood did they obtain?"
"Mystic Turtle True Blood," Chu Zhiyuan replied.
Li Hongzhao was disappointed: "Mystic Turtle? We can't use that at all."
"Hmm."
"Then why fight for it?" Li Hongzhao was puzzled.
Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "I don't understand, you all are fighting desperately, everyone is determined to get it."
"Strange..." Li Hongzhao furrowed her brow.
The two continued transmitting secretly while gracefully ascending the mountain peak.
As soon as they reached the mountaintop, they saw three golden-winged white eagles circling in the sky.
They soared and glided, leisurely and carefree.
Seeing them, Li Hongzhao no longer had any desire to provoke them.
Only by truly facing them did she realize their might, realizing the gap between them.
She looked up at the three golden-winged white eagles and sighed: "How did they find it?"
