The next morning, the first rays of dawn broke through.
After breakfast, Fang Han hung the Cloud Splitting Sword from his waist and walked to the rear courtyard.
Chi Huo was lying on the empty ground beside the Cultivation Field. Hearing footsteps, its pair of dark gold, vertical pupils snapped open, and it trotted over, wagging its tail.
"Let's go."
Fang Han reached out and patted its massive head before swinging himself onto its broad back.
Chi Huo let out a low roar, its four paws moving as it carried Fang Han out of the courtyard.
Qiu Lan saw him to the courtyard gate and bowed.
"Senior Brother, be careful on your journey."
Fang Han gave a slight nod. Chi Huo had already started striding along the stone path toward the sect's main gate.
The disciples they passed along the way were first startled by the sight of the giant lion, its body as red as fire. But upon seeing Fang Han seated on its back, they hastily bowed, their eyes filled with awe.
