The jeers from all around were undoubtedly like sharp blades piercing into Mi Chu's heart. He really wanted to disregard everything, turn around his Ice Luan bird and fight against the Silver Giant to death, even if it meant fighting to the death.
Perhaps in the eyes of the people of Xiling, such a script would fit their preconception of the domineering son Chu, but only Mi Chu himself knew that he absolutely couldn't die, because the Mi Clan had already invested too many resources in him.
Since he awakened his beast soul bloodline, the Mi Clan had been purchasing a large number of Spirit Beasts every year not only from the Beast Taming Sect but also for the purpose of allowing Mi Chu to use them for cultivation enhancement.
