Among its fellow Pixiu, its "battle achievements" may not be the best, but they certainly aren't bad.
The Pixiu felt proud and mighty.
After subduing the Little Faceless Celestial Demon, Mo Hua left the Pixiu Divine Temple, his Divine Sense returning to reality.
Inside the Disciple's Residence, all was silent.
Mo Hua caressed the ancient Broken Sword in his hand, sighed long and deeply, then carefully stored it away.
There was only two hours left until dawn.
Mo Hua lay on the bed, meditating to rejuvenate himself.
Two hours later, the morning sun broke over the horizon, its golden rays piercing through the ancient woods and into the room.
Facing the sunrise, Mo Hua looked out the window and took in the sight of Tai Xu Mountain's dawn for the last time.
Then he packed his things and set off on the road home.
Remembering Elder Master Xun's instructions, he quietly departed, not disturbing anyone, walking alone down the serene mountain path from Tai Xu Mountain.
