After the training ended, Chu Mu’s mood was great. He rode dead dream straight towards Old Han’s wooden room, wanting to try out Old Wen’s savory game stew.

Chu Mu didn’t care much about eating, but he recently was craving Old Wen’s cooking.

Not being able to fly fly through the air no longer applied to dominator ranks. With dead dream’s current rank, over any tribe and empire, which commander dared to yell out in complaint? They should instead be happy that dead dream was ONLY flying over their territory.

The dark purple lightning flash flew by and suddenly stopped at a place, where it proceeded to dive right down into a wooden hut’s air.

After landing, Chu Mu jumped off Dead Dream’s body. Dead Dream’s body quickly dissipated into countless dark purple fairy butterflies that scattered into the forest nearby, while the dark purple paradise bird that remained fluttered onto Chu Mu’s shoulder, following Chu Mu into the two old people’s hut.

“This child truly is...

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