Scritch, scritch, scritch.1

The little golden butterfly lay curled up in Chu Liang's palm, looking very sleepy. Chu Liang kept poking its tiny fleshy head with his finger. In response, the little creature used its two large wings to wrap around its head, hoping to be left alone. 0

But Chu Liang continued to poke its chunky butt, so it wrapped its wings around its butt.0

Then Chu Liang poked its head again.0

The little creature wriggled around, acting coy.2

Since transforming into a butterfly, its intelligence had noticeably increased, resembling that of some cats and dogs. It recognized Chu Liang as its master and was usually very affectionate with him. 0

However, after gobbling that wish-fulfilling spirit precious bottle last time, it had been sleeping in the White Pagoda, unconscious most of the time. This behavior had occurred before its previous transformations, suggesting it might soon evolve again.0

Yet Jiang Yuebai's...0