"Before the Great Dao, love is but an illusory dream."
It muttered softly, then began recalling distant and prolonged memories.
During those long and leisurely years, it had once had tens of Dao companions...
...
When Li Ping'an arrived at Xuanyuan Palace, it was already the eighth day since his return to the main realm.
The Roc Bird, which had been waiting outside the Eastern Alliance headquarters all this time, bore no complaints and even thoughtfully flew a bit slower to let the fragrance of rouge on the Heavenly Emperor fade away.
Landing near the palace gates of Xuanyuan Palace, the Roc Bird was about to retreat but was called by Li Ping'an:
"Roc, enter with me."
"Understood," the Roc Bird wrapped itself in golden light and swiftly transformed into a bald young man, nine feet tall, wearing a gray robe, with thick brows, large eyes, and an aquiline nose.
He no longer had the sharpness and aura of his youth;
