1682 The Hesitating Bird

Fang Wudi jumped up to the sky and spat out some purple-gold blood three times in a row. Suddenly, he became a flow of dark wind and disappeared. His voice echoed in the sky,

"Ye Xiao, when I am fully recovered, I will return what you did to me! No matter where you go, you are never going to get rid of me!

"However, I should thank you. Hah hah hah… If you didn't tell me the truth, I would never realize such a great treasure in my hand… I am going to be invincible with your help. Hah hah hah…"

The sound was lingering in the sky, but the man was already gone.

Ye Xiao didn't even see where the man went.

However, Ye Xiao didn't seem to be upset about it. After a while, he showed a big smile…

Beyond the clouds, a shadow flashed over.

That was Hawky.

…

Fang Wudi became a tornado in the sky and disappeared. When he showed up again, he was in a cave, where he settled himself for cultivation.

He was covered by blood and that didn't look good.

On his face, it was excitement.

He hurriedly swallowed some dan beads and bound up his wounds. After operating the spiritual energy to recover a little, he started to curse.

"F*cking thief! Contemptible! Filthy bastard! When I am recovered, you are a dead man. Your family, everyone related to you, will die!

"I, Fang Wudi, has never been humiliated like that!

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"

'The bird… It won't defend against me, will it?' Fang Wudi thought.

He was a little worried. After all, the bird was his only hope to rise to the great Dao!

He had never suffered any injuries before what Ye Xiao did to him. What Ye Xiao had done hurt him so much, and he almost lost ninety percent of his power.

When he fled away, he consumed his soul power, and that worsened his condition. He was almost at the end of his life!

However, he didn't worry.

As long as Ye Xiao was telling the truth, he still had the chance to recover his power and even become the strongest cultivator in the world!

What mattered the most…

Fang Wudi took a rest for a while and made up his mind. He had been in meditation for a while, and he unleashed a wave of vibration in the air. The vibration wave was from his face and rose up to the sky. It spread out fast far away…

Such a technique consumed a lot of energy. Fang Wudi usually didn't care about it when he was still powerful, but now, he needed every bit of energy to survive. Why would he still make that vibration wave?

After a long time.

In the sky over the mountain where Fang Wudi stayed, a colorful bird was hovering…

That vibration wave turned out to be a signal. It connected the bird and the man. The bird felt the vibration, so it returned to the mountain, but hovered over the mountain and didn't dare to go home.

'Does Master know something?'

'That young man didn't tell Master, did he?'

'The man said something about the world's most valuable treasure… It wasn't me, was it? What else does he think can be the world's most valuable treasure?'

'Well… This is difficult…'

'Master must be defeated. He must be severely wounded. Otherwise, he wouldn't escape the battle like that…'

'What should I do?'

The bird kept hovering over the mountain. It couldn't stop hesitating. It didn't dare to go back yet.

Fang Wudi frowned and thought, 'It seems that the bird has returned, but it doesn't want to come back to me yet… It must have noticed something… I can't expose myself… I must hide my emotions… It is still around, which means it doesn't really want to leave me… I should focus on taking care of my wounds first and wait for a few days…'

'Everything is just like before when it went out for fun for some days…'

'If I keep calling it, it may panic… The bird may leave forever…'

Fang Wudi was a cunning man. He immediately figured out what the bird was thinking. He stopped calling the bird but continued healing himself. After all, he was severely injured.

Whenever he operated the spiritual energy on his wounds, he felt extremely painful.

"Contemptible Ye Xiao!" Fang Wudi cursed. He was worse than he thought. It was impossible to cure himself alone.

His inner organs were damaged, his soul was hurt, and his body was crippled… Even his dantian was injured…

He was so terribly wounded. No wonder Ye Xiao wasn't cautious enough. If he was a little weaker, he should have died already!

'If I do this alone, it takes at least ten years…' Fang Wudi felt the pain in his body and hated Ye Xiao even more.

He really didn't want to think about anything else now, because he had to focus on his own condition… Bit by bit, he gathered the scattered spiritual energy…

…

The bird was still hovering over the mountain. It was anxious. It was terrified, but it also wanted to go home… After all, it had stayed with the man for so many years. There was a bond between them…

'Master stopped calling.'

'Just like usual, he calls me two times and then stops. He isn't urging me.'

The bird felt relieved.

'It is just like the old days…'

'Nothing has gone wrong…'

'Should I go back?' The bird was struggling, and it decided to wait for some time.

One day was gone.

'Master still doesn't call me back…'

Two days after, nothing happened.

'It is just like the usual days. When I went out, he called me once, no more than twice. That is it. He always stops. He always let me spend as much time as I like outside.'

'He doesn't notice anything…' The bird felt guilty about what it did to the man.

'Master is wounded. He needs me. I should at least give him some of my feathers to provide spiritual energy…'

It decided not to hesitate. As it pulls off its wings, it quietly descended to the ground.