At this moment, Chu Sangqi and Chu Changsang were standing together.
The father and son were very shocked by the power that Xu Fan had displayed. They chatted with each other.
"This little friend Xu Fan can actually turn the Golden-Winged White-Feathered Bird into his own weapon and use it!"
"Father, what kind of profession is this? Why have I never heard of it?"
Chu Changsang stared at the screen for a long time, but he couldn't figure out anything.
Chu Sangqi shook his head and took a sip of the tea.
Then, he slowly said,
"Since ancient times, there have been many strange occupations in China."
"There are poison masters who can use voodoo to drive away corpses, illusionists who can create illusions, and bone mages and blood mages who can control bones or blood."
"However, I've never heard of a profession that can transform demon beasts into weapons."
