"Awoo, awoo!"
And the seal had a verbal tic—it always had to throw in a couple of cries whenever it spoke.
It had no sense of seriousness whatsoever.
Even the oppressive feeling from moments ago vanished completely. Tang Wulin actually found it a little endearing and goofy.
"It really does seem like no one ever said otherwise..."
Tang Wulin had no way to refute that.
No one had ever said seals couldn't talk, either.
So it was perfectly reasonable for a seal to be able to talk.
"Exactly. No one objects to me talking, so why can't I talk?"
"Do you object?"
The Bloodthirsty Seal looked at Tang Wulin.
"I don't!"
Tang Wulin immediately shook his head like a rattle drum.
He wholeheartedly approved!
"At least you know what's good for you, kid."
"You want to subdue me, right?"
The Bloodthirsty Seal got straight to the point. Its scrutinizing gaze made Tang Wulin feel a little guilty at once.
It had guessed right.
"It's fine. You've got remarkable bones, exceptional talent, and you're fated to cross paths with me."
"As long as you pass my test, I can become your Spirit Soul."
After inspecting Tang Wulin, the Bloodthirsty Seal nodded with some satisfaction.
Not bad, not bad.
An Ocean Martial Soul, the Dragon King bloodline—only a powerhouse like this was worthy of having a Spirit Soul like him!
"Senior Seal, then please test me quickly."
Sensing the seal's friendly attitude, Tang Wulin secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
This was in the bag. Totally in the bag!
"Hehe, young man, don't be so impatient."
"There is only one part to the test."
"Eating!"
"As long as your appetite satisfies me, I'll become your Spirit Soul."
The Bloodthirsty Seal patted its belly.
He was also a food-loving, bottomless pit of a