After seeing Fu Kun off, Qian Er, feeling full and satisfied, changed his clothes and left home.
“Senior Xiaoyue, I’m going to the Flesh and Blood Secret Realm in Qing Province to subdue a Myriad Transformation Demon.”
Before leaving, he paused and turned to the silver-white tree branch extending in from the window.
In his current situation, he was most afraid of going somewhere without telling anyone.
Informing a reliable elder before going on a long journey could avoid a lot of trouble.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the branch reaching out to him, and Qian Er understood, extending his hand.
With a few clicks and whirs, the branch fell into his palm.
“You want me to take this?”
Qian Er picked up the branch, examining its cross-section, and asked knowingly.
The cross-section was smooth, like a bamboo cut cleanly.
The branch swayed up and down, as if nodding, then retracted into the void, disappearing without a trace.
Seeing this, Qian Er immediately placed the branch inside his shirt, close to his chest, where he could easily reach it.
After summoning the cat-girl maid and instructing her on what to do while he was away, Qian Er finally left the house.
Arriving at the school gate, he used Xiaoyue’s in-school navigation to reach the academy's exclusive station.
This was a mountaintop. Qian Er, chewing on snacks, effortlessly reached the summit and discovered that it was a flat platform that had been cut off. On the platform, several Strike-Sky Eagles with glossy feathers and broad backs with knotted muscles perched.
【Strike-Sky Eagle】
【Attribute: Fighting, Flying】
【HP Stat: 78】
【Attack Stat: 92】
【Defense Stat: 75】
【Special Attack Stat: 74】
【Special Defense Stat: 63】
【Speed Stat: 118】
【Total Stats: 500】
These Strike-Sky Eagles were wild pet beasts raised by the academy for long-distance travel for students. They were well-known throughout the empire as one of the few pet beasts that could fly within cities. At this moment, these huge Strike-Sky Eagles were gathered in small groups, some chatting, some exercising.
Because it was the beginning of the school year, their workload had lightened considerably, and they hadn't even noticed Qian Er's arrival.
“Excuse me, where is the flight to Qing Province?”
Clearing his throat, Qian Er shouted loudly. The riding experience of a Strike-Sky Eagle was certainly not as good as that of a Wind-Riding Gryphon. The Wind-Riding Gryphon was known as one of the most comfortable pet beasts to ride, but the advantage of the Strike-Sky Eagle was its size. It was a super-large pet beast, standing twenty meters tall with its wings folded, capable of playing a monster for Ultraman to fight on the set next door.
The broad back caused by its Fighting-type attribute made their backs vast enough to run, jump, and roll on. According to tests, a normal adult Strike-Sky Eagle could carry four hundred people at once, which was why many airlines and imperial academies chose them.
Hearing Qian Er's words, the Strike-Sky Eagles that were chatting stopped talking and emitted sharp cries in unison.
Soon, one of the Strike-Sky Eagles that was lying on the side hurriedly stood up, took out a shirt with a circle printed on the chest, containing the character 青 (Qing), from a space backpack using its special wings, and put it on.
Seeing that Qian Er was alone, it adjusted the translator hanging around its neck. The next moment, a deep, middle-aged man's voice came from the translator.
“Hello, please show your leave slip.”
Qian Er: “?”
Qian Er's expression was strange. He felt that the sense of déjà vu was getting stronger and stronger. This really felt like the security guard at the school gate.
Was this… a combination of a security guard and a black cab at the school gate?
Although he was muttering inwardly, Qian Er took out the leave slip issued by Professor Zheng Xin from his pocket. He didn't know how the Strike-Sky Eagle could see it clearly, but after glancing at the leave slip, it nodded and then carried a five-meter-high ladder from the huge house next to it, placing it next to itself, signaling Qian Er to climb up.
“…How to say it… there are more and more things to complain about.”
Qian Er resisted the urge to complain and climbed up the ladder.
The Frost-Ice Lord wasn't registered, so it couldn't fly in the city. He had already violated this rule when he flew at his old home, but the authorities had suppressed it. Fu Kun had specifically mentioned this matter when he came, telling him to be careful.
After all, the authorities wanted to shape him into a role model. Although people had a high tolerance for Dark-type pet beast tamers, after all, the predecessors had done things that were too anthropomorphic, but his situation was different. It was better to pay attention to these small things.
After Qian Er sat firmly, the Strike-Sky Eagle pushed away the ladder and spread its human-like wings, soaring into the sky like a rocket.
Qing Province wasn't close to the Imperial Academy. The straight-line distance was more than two thousand kilometers. Yue Fei spent his whole life walking, and this one round trip would cover it all.
At the speed of the Strike-Sky Eagle, two thousand kilometers wouldn't take long, but after flying for about an hour, the Strike-Sky Eagle's expression became a little strange.
“Hey, can you stop eating? Your mouth hasn't stopped since you got on an hour ago. Don't get oil on my back, it's a pain to wash the feathers on my back!”
It couldn't bear it anymore and spoke to Qian Er.
“Oh, I see. I thought you liked it since the feathers on your body are so shiny.”
Qian Er put away the snacks in his hand and said.
Putting himself in its shoes, he wouldn't be able to stand it if the Other Shore Flower was eating these oily foods on his head.
“The oil on my feathers is waterproof, it has no taste!”
The Strike-Sky Eagle's forehead bulged with veins.
“Okay, fine.”
Since he had stopped eating, Qian Er changed into a comfortable position and lay down, still holding his phone in his hand.
He had to say, he hadn't touched a phone in five years. When he first got the phone, he almost rotted on it.
But after eating those soul flowers, increasing his soul power, and improving his control over his body, he successfully broke free from this addiction.
However, the Blood-Burning Saint was addicted to it and was developing the posture of an internet-addicted infant.
But this was also something Qian Er had tacitly allowed. As long as it didn't affect normal life and growth, there was nothing to stop, it was just a hobby.
The scenery below flashed by quickly, like a blob of colors composed of various colors.
At such a fast speed, Qian Er didn't hear any uncomfortable wind or airflow. These were all isolated by the Strike-Sky Eagle's skills.
Soon, the Strike-Sky Eagle slowed down and began to descend.
“Kid, sit tight, we're starting to descend.”
As he spoke, Qian Er felt a clear sense of descent. When he came back to his senses, the Strike-Sky Eagle had already landed on the ground.
The Strike-Sky Eagle, landing on the ground, raised its right wing and looked at the oversized flying eagle pet beast watch strapped to its wing.
“Two hours and five minutes, three minutes faster than last time, I've gotten stronger again.”
Its tone was full of pride.
