Mo Xie didn't expect his physique's first complete form to be extremely powerful, it displayed tenfolds from his original expectation, he couldn't help but be elated.
He looked at the crow calmly: "If you wish to continue, I can entertain you for a bit, your children will be treasured mounts of my sect, so do not worry about them being treated badly."
Of course, Mo Xie spoke using the ancient beast language.
The crow grew furious, who wouldn't? Its children will merely be the mounts of a family?
But a crow with one of its wings completely destroyed is a dead crow, unless it can regrow its wing immediately, but its species isn't one to have that ability.
"Human... I've spared your life before, spare my child and we can call it even." The crow spoke, clearly dejected that it lost.
Mo Xie chuckles: "Spared me? It's more appropriate if you say that I wouldn't be able to fill your stomach... or your children, right?"
