Lin Lan now understood something: this old gentleman had taken a liking to his lightning and his potential. But helping raise a child was not something Lin Lan was good at.
"Sir, the responsibility of nurturing something like this doesn't really suit someone like me. Besides, aren't you here? What if it needs to absorb my Spirit Seed to grow?" Lin Lan said with a wry smile, waving his hand in refusal. Who knew whether that thing would devour his Spirit Seed?
"The Thunderbird flock has regained its strength and already invaded once. Now that they have discovered the Thunderclap Stone is gone, they will return for revenge before long. I must remain here and wait for the Thunder Lion to return with the newborn Lightning Spirit. Creatures like that rely on heavenly treasures to grow; they will not absorb your Spiritual Thunder," the old man said gravely, his tone brimming with confidence.
"What about your clansmen? Can't they step forward again to nurture Lightning Spirits? Or defend against demons?" It was not that Lin Lan could not raise a Lightning Spirit, but he needed to clear up the doubts in his heart before making a decision.
"After that incident, those who died died, and those who were injured were injured. Those who wanted to leave had already left. The old town became a tourist destination for Magic City, while the new Thunder Town had long ceased to be home to the original people of Thunder Town. Everything changed. The Thunder Town of old can never return." The old man looked at the town, which had not changed in appearance. Yet the old friends had withered away one after another, while the newcomers had departed one by one. His heart was filled with mixed emotions.
"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't