Chapter 1852: Your Sincerity to Sustain

Zhang Bufan said: "Big Brother Luo, I've found out— to enter the Linglong Pavilion, you must have a formal invitation or an invitation letter; without one, even if you get inside, you'll be thrown out."

While Meng Guangbai and Luo Fu went to Long Feixue's cave, Zhang Bufan inquired about these matters.

It was precisely because he had confirmed this that he came here to warn them.

"Then let's go scout tomorrow."

Luo Fu smiled and said: "Huohuo, didn't you want to eat the banquet in Shanhe City? There should be one tomorrow—we'll go together and crash it."

As soon as Gong Sun Huohuo heard Luo Fu say that, her eyes lit up.

In truth, Gong Sun Huohuo rarely ventured out; her first dozen years had all been spent within Xuantian.

If not for this time, when the elder sent her out to undergo trials and capture a spiritual beast to bring back, she never would have left directly.

Gong Sun Huohuo said: "Master, Master, where's my little white spiritual sparrow?"

"Here you go."

The little white spiritual sparrow Luo Fu had helped Gong Sun Huohuo obtain was a very small spiritual beast—it had been injured, which was why it couldn't hide and got caught.

Whoever captured this spiritual beast could become its master.

But after capturing it, Gong Sun Huohuo hadn't tamed it, because of her own injuries—she felt she couldn't take advantage of its weakness.

"All healed?"

"Almost, but you should be able to manage it—just be careful, it's still very fragile."

Gong Sun Huohuo happily took back the spiritual beast; she cherished it deeply—it was the first spiritual beast she'd seen in over a decade.

Luo Fu, however, felt this spiritual beast might not live long.

Generally, spiritual beasts have long lives—minimum a few hundred years, maximum over a thousand.

But if a spiritual beast is born with inherently low spiritual power, or even lacks a bit of its spiritual root, it simply cannot gather celestial spiritual energy to cultivate.

Luo Fu saw this very sign in the little white sparrow in Gong Sun Huohuo's hands.

But if you raise it, it's not impossible—just requires more elixirs and more rare heavenly treasures.

Luo Fu used his golden irises to scan it; the little white sparrow's life force was indeed slowly increasing.

"Looks like we'll need to care for it even more meticulously."

"Huohuo, if you can care for it, this spiritual beast is yours—but if you can't, even releasing it would be better."

"If a spiritual beast dies under human care, that person will likely be cursed, their life force will rapidly drain, and their cultivation base will stagnate."

Hearing this, Meng Guangbai and Zhang Bufan recalled the old legends.

Zhang Bufan immediately stepped forward and said: "I've heard this rumor too—I've heard that if a spiritual beast cannot survive under human care, the person will vanish mysteriously."

"Huh?"

Gong Sun Huohuo was flustered; the little white sparrow in her hands suddenly felt hot.

But in an instant, she calmed down—she trusted that with Luo Fu around, he would surely be able to keep the little white sparrow alive.

"Master, I believe in you!"

Gong Sun Huohuo looked at Luo Fu with firm conviction; Luo Fu was helplessly amused.

"Believing in me won't help—you must believe in yourself. You must use sincerity, and your genuine heart, to keep him alive."