Dragon God's low voice echoed in Lin Du's mind, giving him a much-needed boost of confidence.
"I know. That's the one!"
Having made up his mind, Lin Du immediately made his choice and tossed the information on the Nine-Ring Saber-Tailed Gale Ape to Gabriel.
"This kind of Spirit Beast. Help me find one that's ten thousand years old."
"No problem, Saint Son. I'll send people right away..."
"How much?! Saint Son!"
"How many years did you just say?! Ten thousand years?!"
"This..."
Gabriel caught the Spirit Beast information Lin Du had thrown over and nodded in agreement.
But he quickly froze as realization struck him. A moment later, he finally came to his senses, disbelief written all over his face.
"Yes, ten thousand years. Don't tell me your Spirit Beast Hall can't even find a single Ten Thousand Year Spirit Beast."
Lin Du glanced at him sidelong, a hint of dissatisfaction on his face.
"No, no, Saint Son. Forget ten thousand years—even a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could be found if you gave us enough time."
"B-but what I mean is, even if we find this Spirit Beast, you have no way of absorbing it, Saint Son. The limit for a Second Spirit Ring is around eight hundred years. Even if your physique is extraordinary, you can only withstand a thousand year Spirit Ring at most."
"A ten-thousand-year Spirit Ring... Saint Son, there's simply no way you can absorb it."
Gabriel spoke tactfully, seemingly trying his best to preserve Lin Du's pride and avoid provoking his displeasure.
"I don't recall saying I was going to absorb a Second Spirit Ring."
Lin Du slowly rose to his feet and paced over to Gabriel.
"Not the Second Spirit Ring? That's good, but... may this subordinate boldly ask which Spirit Ring the Saint Son