Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios
Flying divine beasts was indeed very convenient and saved more than twice the time. However, it was also hard on the Light Pegasus. Sensing that Beiting Huang was feeling sorry for it, the Light Pegasus couldnât help but feel very touched. It said to Beiting Huang through the sea of consciousness, âMaster, itâs not easy for Lightstream to have a chance to help you. Master, donât feel sorry for me. The demonic aura in the bracelet space is very dense. I just need to rest for a while and Iâll completely recover.â
He was a divine beast after all. It was not like he was helping his master fight. Why was his master so concerned about him?!
It seemed that he had never put in much effort after following his master. This time, he was already very happy to be able to accompany his master for a day and night. Not to mention expending a little strength, he was even willing to bleed and sacrifice!
As expected, after entering the space, Lightstream saw Thunderbolt rolling on the ground in frustration. This fellow was already a sacred beast. Other than the few days when he had just transformed into a sacred beast, he had been wandering around in a human body every day. Later on, he returned to the mimicry of a magical beast.
As magical beasts, they were used to appearing in their beast forms unless they had no choice.
âWuwuwu, I can also fly very quickly. Why didnât our Master summon me? Why did he summon Lightstream?â After Thunderbolt finished speaking, he flapped the wings on his back.
When Lightstream heard this, he could not even lift his feet. He slowly walked to Thunderboltâs side and called him âBrother Thunderboltâ before saying what was on his mind. âYou know, I was originally from the Temple of Judgement. I was a magical beast that the Holy Son, Gu Hao, lost to our Master. Iâve always been afraid that our Master would despise me. It wasnât easy for our Master to summon me to do things, but you still wanted to snatch it from me!â
When Thunderbolt heard this, he thought about it. Thatâs right. Among his Masterâs many magical beasts, he was the most special one. Other than Boss Ming, he was the first magical beast to follow his Master. He could be said to be his Masterâs number one subordinate. Why did he have to fight with Lightstream?
âWell, Lightstream, donât forget about it. No matter who we were in the past, weâre now equal as our Masterâs magical beasts. How can you suspect that our Master wonât trust you?â Thunderbolt deliberately put on a straight face and reprimanded Lightstream in the tone of reprimanding a junior.
Lightning could not take it anymore. He turned around and pointed his butt at Thunderbolt. He complained in his heart, âItâs too fake. When did a fool like Thunderbolt learn to lie?â
Fortunately, the other beasts did not see that Thunderbolt was actually secretly happy. Xiao Zhao swung her furry tail behind her, raised her front claws, and stroked Lightstreamâs head. âLightstream, youâre the one who contributed to our Masterâs long journey, okay?â
âThatâs right!â Ling Mo shook his three heads. âIf you say that, do I have to suspect that our Master despises me for being ugly?â
Upon hearing the thoughts of this group of divine beasts, King Kong sneered and walked over with earth-shattering steps. He said in a rough and low voice, âAll of you have nothing to do, right? If you donât cultivate properly, you will forever be the weakest among our Masterâs magical beasts!â
These words were really effective. In an instant, even Thunderbolt did not say anything. He knew very well that although he was now a sacred beast, he was not a bloodline divine beast! How important was the bloodline of magical beasts? Birth determined oneâs acquired strength. This kind of fate was the most terrifying!
Thunderbolt scratched his head and thought for a long time. Then, he fantasized to Lightning and said, âLightning, do you think that there will be a day when our Master has the ability to change our bloodline?â
He had thought that Lightning would laugh at him, but he was already prepared. Unexpectedly, Lightning used his claws to touch the tuft of hair on Thunderboltâs head that he had taken good care of. âIf itâs our Master, anything is possible!â