Battle Pet!

"What exactly is the background of those Demon King Descendants? If the goods aren't up to par, we won't be participating in the auction," someone asked with immense curiosity, eager to know which Demon King Descendant had been captured.

Everyone couldn't help but nod. Even among Demon King Descendants, the gap between different Demon Kings is vast. Some possess noble bloodlines and powerful talents, while others have thin bloodlines and mediocre gifts; their values are worlds apart.

"Rest assured, anything Xia Ping puts out is a premium product."

Xia Ping immediately replied on the forum: "Take this Hell Crow, for example. It possesses a pure Demon King bloodline and powerful talents. If you auction it back to guard your gate, it is absolutely a top-tier divine beast."

"You could even have it sing and call out at your front door; I guarantee a one-hundred-percent head-turning rate."

He uploaded photos of the Hell Crow, asserting that this creature was undeniably powerful and worth every penny.

"Call out your sister! Xia Ping, you brat, you can't spit ivory out of a dog's mouth."

"To think you'd come up with that—letting a crow caw at one's own front door? Why don't you just fly up to the heavens?"

"Crows only caw when someone in the family has died. It's a symbol of bad luck."

"And you call that a hundred-percent head-turning rate? If there's a crow cawing at a house where someone has died, it looks utterly desolate. Who wouldn't be curious? You're just talking big because it's not your house."

"What kind of divine beast? This is a harbinger of doom."

"If you bought that thing, you'd have to worship it like an ancestor, not use it as a battle pet."

A group of people felt their heads throb with black lines