Lin xiao, with his origins traced back to the azure planet, carried a wealth of knowledge in the ancient arts and sciences. Having studied under the tutelage of revered sages, he delved into various disciplines including astronomy, botany, and the esoteric study of planetary energies. His understanding of celestial phenomena and plant life was profound, blending his expertise in both natural and mystical realms. Additionally, Linxiao possessed an intricate grasp of linguistics, deciphering ancient scripts and languages that held hidden truths about the cosmos and the interconnectedness of life. His profound wisdom was further enriched by his profound insights into the ways of animals, allowing him to communicate and understand the subtleties of the natural world on a deeper level. This amalgamation of knowledge became his guiding light as he navigated through enigmatic realms and intricate mysteries.
When Lin xiao arrived on this land from the azure planet three years ago, he underwent guidance from a mysterious system, mastering various skills including horticulture, ancient script writing, and the art of animal communication. Each learning endeavor was a challenging test for him, and he honed these skills to an enigmatic level, expecting a mysterious reward in return. However, the system unexpectedly displayed that all skills had reached a mysterious level and then vanished without warning. This left him utterly dismayed, but with the system gone, his frustration was futile. The only companion to share his woes was a wise old tortoise, highly attuned and serving as his spiritual confidant. After providing some fresh, succulent greens for the tortoise, Linxiao found his own stomach growling and made his way to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Just then, a luminous white hawk streaked across the sky, emitting a radiant, mysterious glow. Pursuing closely behind, a drifting cloud of dark smoke carried an ominous presence. A peculiar voice emanated from within the smoke, "Little white hawk, there's no use in fleeing. Your White Feather Avians have been besieged by our Order of Sorcerers for half a year; annihilation is imminent. If you willingly surrender the avian relic, our leader might spare your life. Otherwise, your fate is sealed." The relic was a crucial legacy of the White Feather Avians, holding supreme and mysterious powers. The white hawk seethed with anger at these words. Amidst the pursuit and evasion, the situation grew increasingly dire. Despite the hawk's steadfast resolve, after three days and nights of relentless pursuit, exhaustion loomed, and capture seemed inevitable.
Just then, the hawk spotted a courtyard. It was an off-limits area, yet there seemed to be inhabitants. Contemplating this, the white hawk transformed into the likeness of a young man, gazing toward the courtyard in hopes of finding sanctuary. The Sorcerer from the Order, seeing through the hawk's intentions, swiftly gave chase. Having previously wounded the white hawk severely, the Sorcerer now prepared for the final blow to seize the avian relic. "Boom!" The white hawk seemingly anticipated this, unleashing an energy explosion from within. A massive hand emerged from the smoke but was blocked by the explosion. Yet, the young white hawk man landed unconscious in the courtyard.
The courtyard was an ancient battleground, where many mysterious creatures met their demise, cautioning the white hawk. The Sorcerer's spiritual presence enveloped the entire courtyard but found no trace of any mysterious beings. He lunged toward the young white hawk man in the courtyard. Just then, a wise old tortoise, previously engrossed in its meal, suddenly raised its head. Its gaze upon the Sorcerer made the high-flying figure appear as though he'd seen a specter. His body trembled, overwhelmed by an eerie sensation, rendering him motionless. As he was about to beg for mercy, a colossal tortoise foot descended from above.
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