Looking at Jiang Liu's somewhat shameless appearance, the Golden-Winged Peng immediately felt speechless.
It really had not expected that the Human Race cultivators of today had already become like this.
He actually wanted it to provide the Beast Taming Art itself, use this Spirit Control Art to contract it, and then have it become a beast tamed by this Human Race cultivator.
However one looked at it, the matter was absurd beyond belief.
Of course, under the current circumstances, if it truly possessed such a Beast Taming Art, it might really be unable to withstand the pressure and hand it over to him.
After all, for the sake of continuing to live, even if it had to become a tamed beast, it did not care.
What was more, there had long been precedents of exotic beasts becoming the tamed beasts of Human Race cultivators.
Even exotic beasts as powerful as those in the God Lord Realm had likewise become the tamed beasts of Human Race cultivators.
It was just that this Human Race cultivator was asking it to hand over a God Lord-grade Beast Taming Art. It was not that it was unwilling to give it to him—it truly did not possess one.
That was because the God Lord-grade Beast Taming Art was a supreme treasure of the Human Race.
Only after becoming a tamed beast of the Human Race could one glimpse its complete form.
"Human, stop dreaming. I will never submit."
The Golden-Winged Peng's phantom looked at Jiang Liu with its head held high. It no longer looked toward Jiang Liu, appearing ready to die rather than submit.
However, judging from its slightly trembling form and the way it lay atop the Divine Sea, unable to move, it was obvious that it sounded rather lacking in confidence.
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