"The Dragon Clan will only respect and submit to beings of great strength, whether they be Beast Tamers or other Pet Beasts."
Su Ping frowned at this answer.
Strength that could earn the respect of the Dragon Clan? Where did he have that?
However, it was clear that Zhu Hong had misunderstood. He said with a faint smile, "Donât worry, with your strength and future, you will definitely have your own Dragon Clan Pet Beast. Dragon Pets are relatively rare, even among the upper echelons of Dragon Nation. However, with your accomplishments, you wonât be short of choices when the time comes."
Su Ping forced a smile.
How could Zhu Hong understand what he was thinking? Could it be that only by defeating the Dragon Clan can you earn their true recognition? Canât nurturing alone make them close to you?
Zhu Hong couldnât understand Su Pingâs thoughts.
In his view, what difference did it make to wait a bit longer? Besides, Su Ping didnât even have a Dragon Pet yet. What difference did it make whether other Dragon Clan members, like his own Da Huang, recognized him or not?
However, since Su Ping had asked, Zhu Hong didnât hold back. "Youâve been reading too many of those novels, havenât you? Getting recognition from the Dragon Clan through nurturing is only possible when they are juveniles. Thereâs no need to be so troubled. Besides, you donât have to defeat the Dragon Clan to gain recognition; being sufficiently strong is enough. But the same still applies: you donât have a Dragon Pet right now, so thereâs no need to rush. You probably wonât get that Crystal Dragon from next yearâs midyear professional assessment. However, once the Skills of the Five Elementsâ cycle of generation and restraint are researched, I can try to apply for you if youâre interested."
Dragons, once mature, are no less wise than any other sentient creature. Even more so, their vast longevity grants them far craftier experiences and wisdom.
Hearing Zhu Hongâs words, Su Ping didnât feel any relief; rather, he simply nodded thoughtfully. "Thank you, Master Zhu. Iâve just been itching a little looking at Da Huang, hehe."
"Alright, alright. If you have time, come and fish with me. If you want to chat, go find those two boys or Miss Qin. Donât disturb my fishing," Zhu Hong waved his hand.
Su Ping didnât mind and was about to make a show of casting his line when Uncle Guanâs call came. The content of the call raised his eyebrows. "Xiao Ping, that Flame-Eating Crow that had left before has now flown back to the Hundred Birds Wutong Tree youâve had people keep an eye on."
A gleam appeared in Su Pingâs eyes. That missing Little Crow had been occupying his mind all this time, and Su Ping had always been quite worried. After all, a rare Mutated Pet Beast was one thing, but now it seemed to carry another identity: it could potentially be a degenerative species of the ancient Three-legged Golden Crow.
While one could buy Flame-Eating Crows of that kind, obtaining a mutant was undoubtedly very difficult.
He had talked about this with Ye Zhou previously, and the man was undeniably intrigued. After all, Su Ping had in his possession a critical piece of decisive evidence obtained from that Flame-Eating Crow: a feather from the Darkflame Ancient Raven, detected using the Time Hourglass.
This was why Su Ping had increasingly cared about that Little Crow these past days.
It could very well mean that a living Darkflame Ancient Raven or its corpse was close to the Little Crow!
Under such circumstances, if they could obtain what might be the Pet Beastâs form before its degeneration, it could represent a qualitative leap in the research on ancestral Evolution. They might even unravel its mysteries and principles.
Now, upon hearing Lao Guanâs news, Su Ping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Itâs good that it came back! But this time, no matter what, even if I have to follow it stealthily, I have to uncover this Little Crowâs secret.
Su Ping made up his mind, but before he could ponder further, Uncle Guanâs voice came again over the phone. "You better come quickly. This time, the Flame-Eating Crowâs situation isnât looking too good."
Su Pingâs eyebrows furrowed suddenly. Without even greeting Zhu Hong, he hurried toward the area above the Forest Heart. Zhu Hong watched the frantic Su Ping, shook his head helplessly, and, unconcerned, turned his attention back to his fishing rod.
Su Ping was fast. In a little over ten minutes, he arrived at the Hundred Birds Wutong Tree. He saw the incredibly frail Little Crow. This time, he could even see the pulsating organs behind the Little Crowâs chest and the breaking of its cartilage.
With such injuries, how did this little fellow manage to fly here?
Su Ping let out a long sigh and then began to act.
"GAGA..." The Little Crow glanced at Su Ping and let out an extremely weak cry.
Su Ping didnât waste any words; a light glowed in his palm. It was his Talented Ability, Rapid Recovery. At the same time, he took out a potion from his Beast Taming Space: Illusionary Heart. This miraculous potion could transform a Pet Beastâs body into an Elemental Body, greatly reducing injuries and pain.
GULP.
After swallowing the Illusionary Heart potion, the Little Crowâs body turned ethereal. In this state, the worsening of the little fellowâs injuries stopped immediately. Under Su Pingâs Rapid Recovery, the terrifying wound began to rapidly grow fresh, tender shoots of flesh. However, this only temporarily preserved the little guyâs ebbing Life Force.
While applying treatment, Su Ping headed straight for the mountain peak without stopping. In the field of healing Pet Beasts, in the entire Heart of Myriad Spirits, who could rival the Life Ancient Tree?
Under the swaying of the Life Ancient Treeâs branches, the Little Crowâs vitality soon began to slowly return. The shadow of Death that had loomed over it completely disappeared.
After paying his respects to the Life Ancient Tree, Su Ping brought the little guy back to the Hundred Birds Wutong Tree, a place where it would feel safer. Only then did he finally breathe a sigh of complete relief. Fortunately, this mutated Flame-Eating Crow had a robust Life Force; and fortunately, when it came to healing Skills, Su Ping certainly wasnât lacking.
"GAGA!"
Compared to before, its voice was now revitalized. Listening to the Little Crowâs grateful cries, Su Ping looked quite grave. "Little guy, what kind of enemy are you facing? Why do you end up so battered every time?"
The most absurd thing is, itâs not just that the little guy is battered, but that it can fly here every time despite its injuries! To be able to come here alive with such severe injuries, and not have died after so many repeated instances... this is far from ordinary.
"GAGA GAGA!"
Though the Little Crow was intelligent, its ability to express itself was clearly limited. After a series of "GAGA GAGA!" cries, it ultimately failed to make itself understood. It seemed to realize there was a language barrier between them and that explaining would be difficult. Then, the Little Crow made a crucial decision. It cawed once and decided to seek external help!
If I canât explain it with words, wouldnât everything become clear if we went to the scene?!