After returning to Jin Qiao Peak, Lin Yi resumed practicing the Sword Control Technique, striving to reach the proficiency level before entering the Dan God Secret Realm.
One day, after he finished practicing the Sword Control Technique, he noticed Zhi Ling silently sitting by his side, seeming a bit dejected. Since he returned from Old Huang's funeral a few days ago, this little fellow had been in a low mood.
However, he was too occupied with practicing his Sword Control Technique and signing up for the competition to give it much thought, assuming the little guy was just temporarily upset.
Lin Yi placed Zhi Ling on his palm and asked earnestly, "Zhi Ling, are you upset about something? We are partners, you can't keep things from me."
Zhi Ling silently nodded, then laid down in his palm. Its tiny claw stretched out into the air before dropping in exhaustion, and it titled its head, eyelids dropping closed.
Then, it opened its eyes, uttering a couple of low, dejected chirps.