"Meow~"
Xiaojiu leaped lightly onto the rock, tilting its head to look at Yang Qi with a questioning gaze.
'Master, what should I do?'
"You can go play."
Yang Qi said casually, then added after a moment's thought, "Be careful, and don't go too far."
"Meow!"
'I'll patrol the area for Master, too!'
But Xiaojiu seemed unwilling to be left without a task. With a flicker of movement, it deftly slipped into the nearby bushes and vanished from sight.
Yang Qi just shook his head and smiled, letting it be.
Xiaojiu was clever and agile, even more in its element in the mountain forest than the dogs.
He took a deep breath of the fresh mountain air, focusing his mind.
Yang Qi slowly circulated the pure Magical Power he had cultivated with the Great Derivation Spirit-Controlling Technique, guiding it like a gentle stream toward the "Every Plant a Soldier" Divine Ability seed.
