Although the chances of the Fire Crow transforming were slim, it was still a possibility. Once tamed and slightly nurtured, it would become a mythical-level combat power. It was a significant boost, and while others might not want it, Ye Qiu did not want to miss out.
"I want one too," Lu Zhishen said when he heard Ye Qiu's words, expressing his desire for a Fire Crow as well.
The two of them took a few steps and stood under a tree, observing the Fire Crows hanging from the branches.
Since there was no apparent difference among the Fire Crows, Ye Qiu made the initial move. He cut his finger and let the blood spurt into the air. When the blood touched one of the Fire Crows' bodies, it absorbed the droplet of blood as if it were a withered sponge.
Swoosh!
