The Snow Qilin's golden pupils gazed gently at Mu Chen. In an unusually steady voice, it said, "Father, it's not bad. The air in here is much better than in the Outer Realm."
Having reverted to its original form, the Snow Qilin's personality had also matured considerably. Despite being called "Father" by such an enormous Magical Beast, Mu Chen didn't feel the slightest bit awkward. After all, the same blood flowed through both of their veins.
Mu Chen nodded and glanced at the small house next to the trickling stream. From inside, a faint purple glow emanated. Walking into the house, the first thing Mu Chen saw was a man-sized purple stone carving—something he had discovered while exploring the Extreme Spirit Pearl during his period of weakness. The carving depicted a Giant Dragon as long as a man is tall. This purple Giant Dragon was coiled around a stone pillar, and several golden Locking Chains bound it, looking like some kind of Seal.
