Yanran held her breath as she slowly drew the bowstring.

At this moment, the Four-eyed Serpent Monster was fighting and retreating towards the riverbank. The victorious Flaming Firebird launched a fiercer attack, understanding that once its opponent submerged into the water, it would be beyond reach.

Hidden behind the Four-eyed Serpent Monster, Jiang Cheng was ready to cut off its retreat and keep it from entering the river.

Just then, an unexpected event occurred.

From the grass along the bank, another serpent monster emerged, but this one had seven heads.

The cooperation between the two serpents was remarkably precise. The Flaming Firebird in the sky was single-mindedly chasing the Four-headed Serpent Monster. As it dove down, intending to strike with its beak and claws, the fleeing Four-headed Serpent Monster suddenly sprayed something at the Firebird.

Just as the Flaming Firebird prepared to soar up and evade, the seven-headed serpent monster appeared from behind and slammed its mountain-like head into the Firebird's back!

The surprise attack was successful, and the blow from the seven-headed serpent monster was undoubtedly fatal. The Flaming Firebird managed only a single cry before crashing to the ground in the distance.

As the Four-headed Serpent Monster opened its mouth to spit venom at the Flaming Firebird, Yanran released her arrow!

Simultaneously, Jiang Cheng, with faster reflexes and movements, leaped up. With his right hand, he wielded a spirit-powered long sword, spinning it rapidly towards the seven-headed serpent monster, while his left hand hurled a ball of light in the same direction.

The strikes formed by Jiang Cheng's spiritual power were extraordinarily potent, coupled with Yanran's precise targeting of the monster's vital spots, resulting in a successful strike.

The Four-headed Serpent Monster twisted in agony on the ground, writhing until it gradually succumbed.

Jiang Cheng's hatred for the seven-headed serpent monster compelled him to deliver a full-force attack, which it could not withstand, leading to its demise.

Jiang Cheng and Yanran approached the dying Flaming Firebird. This aerial beast lay motionless after a fierce battle where Jiang Cheng and Yanran defeated both the Four-headed serpent monster and its kind—the seven-headed serpent monster. Yet the adorable bird's mother, the Flaming Firebird, was ambushed by the cunning serpent monsters and left gravely injured.

Upon noticing the two approaching figures, the dying Flaming Firebird opened its beak as if it still wanted to attack them. Unfortunately, the blow from the seven-headed serpent monster was too severe, nearly shattering most of its bones and internal organs.

Birds typically don't have strong bodies, and even the Flaming Firebird, although ferocious in attack, remained a bird at heart. How could it withstand such a powerful strike from the seven-headed serpent monster?

Seeing the Flaming Firebird's dying struggle, Yanran seemed to recall something and suddenly ran into the forest.

Jiang Cheng understood her intentions and placed his palm gently on the Flaming Firebird, channeling his spiritual power softly to boost its weakening heartbeat.

Recognizing Jiang Cheng's goodwill, the aerial beast ceased its attempts to attack him. Now, it had lost all its former glory, with blood continuously seeping from its horn while its eyes gradually closed.

Later, Yanran returned out of breath, carrying the adorable Little Flaming Firebird in her arms. Clearly uncomfortable leaving its nest, the Little Firebird chirped and fluttered its tender wings restlessly.

The dying Flaming Firebird heard the youth's calls and suddenly opened its eyes wide as if strength returned to its body.

Yanran placed the little bird in front of the Flaming Firebird. Unaware that its mother was dying, the little bird chirped joyfully and approached, gently pecking at the Flaming Firebird's face as if reminding it of feeding time.

Yanran choked back her sobs.

The Flaming Firebird's wing twitched slightly, as if trying to shelter its child under its wings once more. But it was evident that it couldn't manage such a feat. So instead, it brushed its child's beak lightly with its own before dying.

Days passed, and the once fledgling Little Flaming Firebird began to resemble its mother more and more. It was now capable of flying, but regardless of how far it flew, it always returned to Yanran's side.

Yanran was meditating within a cave while Jiang Cheng guarded outside, preventing any Wild Lu threats, and more so to stop the Little Flaming Firebird from interrupting her.

Yanran's quick grasp of spiritual power was a source of delight for Jiang Cheng. His first disciple indeed had remarkable talent and patience.

Jiang Cheng watched Yanran's meditation in silence. Between her fingertips, a faint wisp of energy appeared—a manifestation of spiritual power. With time, her achievements would be swift and impressive.

Now, Yanran could imbue her archery with spiritual power, enhancing both speed and potency. Previously, she might shoot three arrows in a single motion, but now she could shoot four. Though seemingly minor, this small increase is significant.

Without training in spiritual power, even over a lifetime, she might only ever manage three arrows at once. Achieving an additional arrow in such a short training period is incredibly rare.

Jiang Cheng was equally proud of his disciple. He occasionally imagined scenes where Yanran released a barrage of arrows formed by spiritual power.

Emerging from her meditation, Yanran exhaled deeply, concluding her day's practice. She was advancing quickly, pleased to hear from her mentor that her archery skills now held their own against notable challengers.

Jiang Cheng was grilling meat outside, as Yanran joined him, taking over what he was doing. Jiang Cheng took the opportunity to step aside, disliking cooking, as perhaps all men do.

Though they hadn't found a way off this planet, Jiang Cheng seemed unbothered by the monotonous routine—hunting, guiding Yanran in her spiritual training, teasing Little Flaming Firebird—despite its preference for Yanran over Jiang Cheng. He enjoyed provoking it, knowing full well it couldn't retaliate.

Jiang Cheng enjoyed seeing others unable to handle him.

Observing Jiang Cheng's daily leisure, Yanran felt as if they were settling on this planet permanently. Yanran couldn't understand her mentor's mindset.

Her mentor was remarkable; in imparting spiritual knowledge, he surpassed every teacher Yanran had encountered during her past training across various planets. Jiang Cheng was not only articulate but practical, earning Yanran's admiration.

Little Flaming Firebird returned unusually late today. By this time, it was usually back—perhaps it stumbled upon something unknown?