"You're just jealous! Naked jealousy! Young man... you won't grow if you let jealousy cloud your mind and drive you to wrong decisions," Ying Huo said.

Tianming merely pinched its neck and said, "Weren't you really impressive just now with a wingspan of a thousand meters? You can be a cool mount now. Why’d you turn back into this dumb form?"

"Mount? In your dreams. I'm the one who'll mount you, not the other way ‘round," Ying Huo said, rolling its eyes. "Actually, I'm just more used to this size. It's far more convenient. If I keep taking my magnificently handsome true form, people will just be jealous of me and try to get back at me for it."

Tianming almost couldn't stand how unserious Ying Huo always was. "What other changes are there?...