"Holy crap! Snow, my girl, you're really so powerful!"
In the depths of the Bujin Mountain, Zhuo Bufan allowed the Nine-headed Spotted Dragon Pig to take flight and whiz him quickly. On the other hand, he was shouting as he caressed the belly of the clean little white pig in his arms.
And behind him, on the top of one of the mountain peaks.
There was a large terrifying beast with three heads that had just been led away by another gold-level beast.
One of its heads was a tiger head.
Another of its heads was a deer head.
And the third head was that of a sheep. Seeing how it has just lost a few tens' worths of Red Luan feathers, the three-headed beast raised all three heads and let out an angry roar.
In Zhuo Bufan's arms, the clean little white pig he held in his arms wore a tired look on its face. It was grunting away, not paying any attention to him at all.
"Milky, quickly refresh Snow with energy."