"What?!"
"Sacrifice?!"
Sun Batian and Yun Lan looked at each other, at a loss.
They had heard of soul beast sacrifices, but it was rumored to only occur with hundred-thousand-year soul beasts. Could century-old soul beasts also sacrifice?
Moreover, why sacrifice for Xiao Ming?
"Xiao Ming, is it really okay?" Sun Batian was concerned about potential dangers.
"It won't be a problem." Sun Ming looked at the ten-thousand-year Earth Ape, his tone firm, "They won't harm me. It seems my beast martial soul is extremely powerful. They are willing to let the elderly and potential-less members of their tribe sacrifice to me and even said that I can come to them anytime I need a spirit ring in the future."
"This!" Sun Batian was incredulous.
Does this solve his son's future spirit ring issues?
What kind of fortune is this?
But Yun Lan noticed another layer of meaning in Sun Ming's words: "Xiao Ming, can you understand their language?"
"Yes." Sun Ming nodded.
Hiss—
Yun Lan gasped.
