"I see…"
Davis's brows widened with approval but also ill will as he looked downwards and cast a sharp gaze at the magical beasts.
In the world of magical beasts, a beast expressing its willingness to follow a female beast usually ant one thing: awaiting its turn to bed her and have a chance to create a powerful progeny that would bring glory to its bloodline.
If it were not that, he guessed that they were after her Chaos Dragon bloodline, which was understandable. Even a drop of diluted blood essence could help them increase their strength and bodily faculties greatly, although they wouldn't be able to increase their prowess without a full drop of blood essence.
The Azure Dragons and the other beasts, feeling the threat of death erge within their souls, lowered their heads. Their aspirations died a lot at this mont. They understood that this new dragon, who claid to be a Chaos Dragon, was already claid by soone even more powerful.
They had seen this human casually avert a disaster as he spun the ramming Chaos Dragon around like he was holding a soft and powerless woman. Subsequently, they had no intention to challenge him for the first feetlicker spot.
Davis saw the beasts and didn't recognize them from the Celestial Transcendent Galaxy.
"Where are these beasts from?"
"Uh, they're mostly from the Nine-Headed Hydra Galaxy and True Dragon Galaxy." Bylai recalled before she added with a knowing smile, "Don't worry. They're not a match for us, so no matter what kind of intentions they hold, they won't dare show it on the surface, and if they did- well, actually so did and we made a public execution, showing them what might happen when they step out of their places."
"Oh? Who was it that stepped out of place?"
"It was a Five-Clawed Imperial Dragon."
"Makes sense." Davis nodded. He figured one must at least be at that level to even remotely have so designs on Mira, the Chaos Dragon.
"Elder sister Bylai, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Suddenly, a lodious voice that tingled one's soul echoed from the mountains.
Davis was montarily shocked, wondering where this voice ca from, when he saw the mountain's surface glow golden and constrict into a single place before a head rose up as though it was rising from a shadow.
A head full of golden hair naturally tied up in locs, adorned with an array of different-colored minerals like a crown, could be seen, after which a pair of shimring golden eyes revealed themselves with a layer of worry. Her brown skin was shaded in a layer of gold that extended all the way from her head to her toes as she wore a white-golden robe. Her bosoms plopped up as she jumped out of the surface of the mountain.
Davis's gaze montarily stuck to the pair, thinking that it must at least be 105 centiters big before inwardly berating himself, knowing that this was a child spirit until recently but then quickly realizing she must've lived for more than twenty years since she was a wild spirit that had gone through Spirit Transformation, turning from a Grand Geocrest tal Boulder into a Grand Geocrest tal Spirit.
Nonetheless, he threw these fleeting thoughts away and closely checked her prowess, imagining that it must be ten or eleven levels higher.
He was inwardly shocked since eight years ago, he recalled the letters describing this spirit to be only seven levels higher in prowess initially, before becoming nine levels higher in the Immortal Emperor Spirit Stage. Now, even after becoming a Level One Empyrean Spirit, she not only retained her prowess, but it also grew to ten levels higher at the very least, which was insane.
Davis turned to look at Bylai with a shocked expression, wondering what she was feeding this spirit.
Bylai's lips curled. She was pleased with that look on his face, prompting her to reply to exactly what he was thinking, "I fed her a lot of powerful tal-attribute ores. As long as the ores are powerful enough and refined into minerals, she will gain prowess from them. Of course, she needs a good quantity for them to raise her prowess. Naturally, there should be a limit, but we haven't found it yet. Her prowess only keeps growing. Right now, I'm excavating the True Empyreal Gold tal, a tal whose endurance is comparable to Low-level Primarch Grade tal. It's very difficult to harvest, requiring countless strikes to excavate even a piece. It would take a few months to excavate a few tons. Moreover…"
She sighed, going off on a long explanation about the troubles they faced before she stopped.
Davis admitted that they did indeed require help. It was certainly the best choice they could've taken.
"I'll see what I can do." Davis wryly smiled.
"Really? Thank you so much!~" Bylai clasped his hand and shot him a praising look.
"Don't count on it…" Davis laughed awkwardly. How could he dig up Primarch Grade ores that stuck to a mountain of similar grade? It was nearly impossible for his current stature.
At this mont, the Grand Geocrest tal Spirit also arrived beside him, looking at him with a curious gaze. Her expression was lovely with an innocent smile etched on her lips.
"You must be Master Davis, whom elder sister Bylai and the others were talking about. My na is lluca, and I'm Bylai's contracted spirit. Nice to et you," She cupped her hands and bowed.
Davis couldn't help but reciprocate to such a good-mannered bow, "Yes, I'm Davis, Bylai's husband. I heard you were quite the needy spirit, but it seems like you can hold yourself well?"
"Oh? Is that so?" lluca averted her gaze suspiciously as she shot an embarrassed smile hidden behind her white veil, "I might seem dependent, but I'm way more self-reliant than one would think."
Bylai nearly rolled her eyes. The hesitation initially had totally transford into dependency. The little spirit that refused to co closer eight years ago was now firmly her loving contracted spirit who would react aggressively at the slightest danger to her body, but at the sa ti, demand so many ores and minerals as treats.
It can't be helped since Bylai gained her favor by treating her to plenty of tals.
"Great. I'll also depend on you to look after my Bylai." Davis smilingly nodded.
lluca sweetly responded with another lovely bow.
Davis really did think she was well-mannered. Her goodwill could be even sensed from a distance. He felt it was a great change considering she was a little wild spirit who tried to kill Isabella on their first eting.
He couldn't help but want to reach out his hands and caress the golden locs on her head, but refrained from it.
Turning to look at Bylai, he asked, "Where are Dalila and Aila? What are they doing?"
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