Feeding and Cultivating Soul Beasts

"Huh?"

Yin Qi was stunned by Feng Baiyu's words.

Defect to the Feng family? Them?

Yin Qi was merely a Spirit Emperor, a mid-level teacher at the Spirit City Academy.

Beyond that, he possessed no illustrious status.

His late sister and brother-in-law had been Spirit Saints, but even a Spirit Saint was nothing in the eyes of a Title Douluo, right?

He never imagined that after stealing a spirit beast from someone else with his nephew, he would end up finding a blessing in disguise.

Yin Qi understood that the other party wasn't interested in him, but in his young genius nephew.

Reaching level twenty at nine years old was considered top-tier even in all of Spirit City. Yin Qi dared to say that his nephew, Yan, had the potential to become a Title Douluo!

But genius was only potential; it meant nothing until it was realized.

Now that they could have a Title Douluo as a backer, it would be worth it even if his nephew had to serve this young master as a lackey!

Yin Qi didn't have much ability, but he knew that in Spirit City, the only family named Feng with a Title Douluo was the Third Elder. And the Third Elder's grandson had been the subject of much heated discussion recently.

To be able to absorb a seven-hundred-year spirit ring after only a few months—how could his talent be anything but exceptional?

Even if this spirit ring had been reserved and claimed in advance, coming to the Spirit Beast Forest at six and a half years old meant he was here to obtain his first spirit ring, right?

With talent and a background, it was a great honor for them to serve such a family.

Yin Qi felt this was his chance. He hurriedly knelt and kowtowed: "This subordinate greets the Family Head, and greets the Young Family Head."

"Get up." Feng Baiyu accepted the gesture and said, "However, remember this: even as a member of the Feng family, the tasks I assign must be completed."

"Rest assured, Young Family Head." Yin Qi, who had just found the task difficult, now felt invigorated. He spoke up: "It is my honor to work for the Young Family Head. Even if I am torn to pieces, I will get the job done."

Feng Baiyu hadn't expected Yin Qi to be such a sycophant, so he nodded slightly: "After Yan finishes absorbing his spirit ring, bring him to my home."

With that, Feng Baiyu picked up the dead Blazing Spirit Kite and left.

Watching his grandson's actions, Feng Qingluan asked curiously: "Baiyu, this Blazing Spirit Kite is already dead. What do you want with it?"

"Although it's dead, the energy within its body remains," Feng Baiyu replied. "Grandfather should know that a spirit beast's cultivation age isn't truly how long they've lived, but merely a unit of measurement for their strength."

"Spirit beasts are constantly hunting and killing each other every day, and those corpses are the best nourishment for their growth!" Feng Baiyu continued. "If the Blazing Spirit Kite's corpse is eaten by its own kind, that same-source energy is much easier to digest. We just need to have that 720-year-old Blazing Spirit Kite eat it, and we can definitely push its age up."

That spirit beasts could devour each other to improve was not something Feng Baiyu was making up.

Beyond the Deep Sea Demon Whale King, Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, Evil Demon Orca, Demon Soul Great White Shark, Thousand-Jun Ant Emperor, and Human-Faced Demon Spider he had read about in his past life's books...

In the various records of this world, he had also learned of cases where they devoured one another to improve.

Feng Baiyu wasn't sure how many years of cultivation the Blazing Spirit Kite could gain from eating its own kind, but as long as it could increase by 30 years, it would be enough for him.

Hearing his grandson's words, Feng Qingluan couldn't help but laugh: "So that's the plan you had in mind."

Feng Qingluan had quite a few books in his home, and there were even more in the Spirit City bookstores, but he rarely looked at them. He never expected his grandson to have found such a little trick for increasing a spirit beast's age.

Or perhaps it wasn't a trick, but rather that most people wouldn't go to such lengths just to pursue the ultimate age.

Some didn't need to, and others didn't have the ability.

But Feng Qingluan was a Title Douluo; increasing the age of a mere seven-hundred-year spirit beast was nothing at all.

"In that case, let's go!" Feng Qingluan expanded his spiritual power and quickly located the other Blazing Spirit Kite.

"Follow me!" As soon as Feng Qingluan finished speaking, he took his grandson toward the other spirit beast.

In less than three minutes, they spotted the Blazing Spirit Kite.

"Wait, something's not right!" Feng Qingluan looked at the Blazing Spirit Kite's tail and said: "In the few days I haven't been paying attention, this Blazing Spirit Kite's strength has increased quite a bit. It was a 720-year spirit beast before, but now it's at the 740-year level!"

The cultivation age of a Blazing Spirit Kite could be distinguished by the number of colored feathers on its tail; Feng Qingluan only needed one look to determine its cultivation.

"Baiyu." Feng Qingluan looked at his grandson and said: "It seems it has eaten some spirit beast meat during this time, or perhaps it ate one of its own kind directly. Your idea is correct, but since it's already 740 years old, do you still want to continue cultivating it?"

"Of course!" Feng Baiyu nodded quickly. "It's only 740 years old; it hasn't reached my limit at all!"

Feng Qingluan had checked his grandson's body; he could currently absorb a spirit ring of around 780 years. The margin of error wouldn't exceed twenty years.

Now, this 740-year-old Blazing Spirit Kite was indeed still a bit short of his grandson's limit.

Actually, in Feng Qingluan's opinion, this one was already enough. But seeing his grandson's persistence, he no longer opposed it.

"Very well." Feng Qingluan responded, flying forward to capture the Blazing Spirit Kite alive.

The Blazing Spirit Kite sensed something was wrong and tried to flee, but how could a century-old spirit beast have any hope of escaping Feng Qingluan's grasp?

In just a moment, the Blazing Spirit Kite was brought before Feng Baiyu by Feng Qingluan.

Feng Baiyu took the corpse of the other Blazing Spirit Kite from his storage spirit tool, fed it to the creature, and said coldly: "Eat it!"

The Blazing Spirit Kite struggled violently, but it was to no avail.

However, Feng Baiyu saw a glimmer of desire in the Blazing Spirit Kite's eyes. Clearly, it wanted to eat it as well.

Seeing this, Feng Qingluan gave the Blazing Spirit Kite a hard slap, then forced it to feast.

Feng Baiyu didn't know if there was any familial relationship between the two Blazing Spirit Kites, but he felt that the Blazing Spirit Kite was eating with great relish.

As the Blazing Spirit Kite was consumed, Feng Qingluan carefully sensed the changes occurring as it devoured its own kind; he could feel the soul power within the Blazing Spirit Kite slowly increasing.

With almost every passing minute, its strength grew by a year.

It made sense, after all; this Blazing Spirit Kite was eating a peer with a higher cultivation level than itself. Such an improvement was to be expected.

"Oh no!"

Suddenly, Feng Qingluan exclaimed, "Baiyu, kill it quickly! It's about to break through the eight-hundred-year mark!"

Watching the changes in the Blazing Spirit Kite's feathers, Feng Baiyu hurriedly thrust his long sword downward.

As Feng Baiyu struck the Blazing Spirit Kite dead, its evolution came to an abrupt halt.

Looking at the carcass, Feng Baiyu couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. "The age is around eight hundred years; that's just about the limit for me to absorb a spirit ring."

"Baiyu," Feng Qingluan said with a hint of worry, "that limit is a bit dangerous. Why don't we find another one?"

Since they could feed the corpses to it, it wouldn't be difficult to find one with a closer age, or even raise one from a ten-year spirit beast.

"Grandfather, let's just go with this one."