Inside the cave of the Chaos Secret Realm, everyone watched as Xiao Mo actually gave up on having Chaos acknowledge him as its father. They were so stunned they couldn't speak, convinced Xiao Mo had gone mad!
That was Chaos!
One of the four great ancient ferocious beasts!
As long as it grew up safely, Chaos would possess at least the combat strength of an Ascension Realm cultivator. It might even climb higher!
And Chaos would be utterly loyal to you, never betraying you!
They looked at Xiao Mo, wishing they could take his place.
By comparison, Wang Xin looked utterly calm.
It was as if she had long since guessed Xiao Mo would do this.
But Si Li still felt sorry for Xiao Mo, thinking that Young Master shouldn't have passed up such a wonderful opportunity.
Yet as Si Li watched Xiao Mo and the little Chaos, her heart grew warm with an emotion she couldn't put into words.
She felt that Xiao Mo really was different, unlike every other man in the world.
But this man, so unlike the others, was like a book, making her want to turn its pages one by one and understand him.
As the Chaos cub kept nuzzling its mother, the dead Chaos's body gradually turned into black specks of Spiritual Energy, drifting away in the air like fireflies filling the sky, as if returning to the world itself.
"Migu, migu migu migu."
The mother Chaos's voice rang through the cave, like a final message to her child as her soul faded away.
"Migu migu." The little Chaos kept hopping, trying to catch the specks of light, but couldn't reach them.
"Migu."
As the mother Chaos's final cry fell silent, the black specks vanished.
"Rumble!"
Just as everyone's thoughts were turning in different