That wasn't the style of Wealth—no, of the great Beast God.
"How's their cultivation progressing?" Since Wealth had been keeping an eye on them, always dreaming of creating a powerful Pixiu Army, Amalia hadn't paid them much attention.
She had no idea how much progress they had made.
"The strongest ones have already reached the Golden Core stage!" Wealth's tail lifted high with pride.
A flicker of shock passed through Amalia's eyes. "Already at the Golden Core stage? In such a short time?"
She had always thought her cultivation was the fast one, but she hadn't expected a mixed-blood Pixiu to be even faster.
"Of course! That's because of my excellent teaching!"
Amalia stared at him in silence.
