The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss

Those mercenaries decided to remain with the mission due to the client’s encouragement, and the leaders began to pass orders for their men to make the necessary preparations. After all, they were about to enter Mount Kuluo, the place where both demons and magical beasts run rampant.

After everything was set, almost all of the leaders went in search of Du Lang. Even though they might have been jealous of the man, they decided that they should build a good rapport with the leader from the Cave Wolves Mercenary Group. He was the strongest among them, and they might require his assistance when they entered the dangerous zone.

Shen Yanxiao sneered when she saw how the other leaders fawned over Du Lang.

As leaders, they were supposed to have the same status, but they all wanted to get on his good graces.

After a short rest, the whole team then headed toward Mount Kuluo.

The surrounding areas were scorching hot due to the fire elements that surged from the earth. All the ordinary horses could not even move in those areas. The group decided to abandon the carriages and make their way onward to Mount Kuluo on foot. All the groups had to leave one or two members behind to take care of their respective horses and carriages.

“We are about to enter Mount Kuluo.” Evil Wolf looked up at the towering mountain not far away, and his heart pounded vigorously.

Shen Yanxiao glanced at the mountain with an air of indifference. She could sense the fire elements that were diffused from the peak even though she stood so far away. The fire element there was much stronger than Lava Valley, where the Vermillion Bird had resided.

Could the Phoenix at Mount Kuluo be more powerful than the Vermilion Bird?

She decided to enter her consciousness to wake the slumbering Vermilion Bird for a little chat.

The Vermilion Bird’s small physique had cuddled into a ball as he floated in midair. He looked so adorable as he slept.

Shen Yanxiao made her way toward the mythical beast and poked him with her finger.

The Vermilion Bird felt that poke and frowned at the discomfort. His round body wriggled as he twisted continuously until he flipped his body and faced Shen Yanxiao with his buttocks as he continued to slumber.

Shen Yanxiao did not know whether she should laugh or cry when she looked at that sleepyhead. If she did not know his real identity, she would not have correlated his adorableness with the infamous mythical Vermilion Bird.

However, cuteness aside, she had questions for him.

Shen Yanxiao laughed lightly before she grabbed the Vermilion Bird’s shoulders to shake him into consciousness.

The slumbering Vermilion Bird was rudely awakened, and he sat up in a daze. His chubby fingers tried to rub the tiredness from his eyes as he yawned.

One’s heart would pound if one were to see his cute appearance.

“Hey, why are you here?” The Vermilion Bird was confused with Shen Yanxiao’s presence. However, when he saw his heartless master, he immediately pouted.

Why would one call him a mythical beast? It was obvious he was a cute beast!

Shen Yanxiao smiled and said, “I have something to ask you.”

“What is it?” Even though he looked like his usual arrogant self, the Vermilion Bird was surprisingly easy to talk to if he was still in a sleepy daze.

“Do you sense the strong fire elements from the mountain? How does it compare to Lava Valley?” Shen Yanxiao got straight to the point.

“What mountain?” The Vermilion Bird blinked his eyes in confusion.