"Fellow Daoist Ying Wu, this giant centipede is a late seventh-rank demonic beast, but how can it help me transform into a demonic beast body?" Song Wen asked doubtfully as he looked at the demonic beast at the bottom of the pit.
Ying Wu shook her head slightly, a smile playing on her lips.
"It is no giant centipede. I bred it by hybridizing a Red-Poison Centipede with a Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon. I call it the Seven-Blood Centipede."
"A Red-Poison Centipede and a Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon can be hybridized?" Song Wen's face was full of astonishment.
The reason for his shock was this:
Although the Red-Poison Centipede and Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon both resembled centipedes in appearance, they were fundamentally not the same creature, and there was an enormous disparity in their size.
The Red-Poison Centipede was a highly venomous insect, usually no more than a foot long.
The Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon, meanwhile, was an earth-element demonic beast that could grow to a hundred zhang in length.
Even a Thousand-Legged Earth Dragon that had just hatched was dozens of times larger than a Red-Poison Centipede.
Song Wen truly found it hard to imagine how the two could mate and produce offspring.
"How they were hybridized is a long story." Ying Wu's tone was casual, though that faint, inscrutable smile never left her face. "Let us discuss how it can help you transform into a demonic beast body instead, shall we?"
Song Wen stared at Ying Wu, and an inexplicable tension suddenly tightened in his heart.
That smile on Ying Wu's face always made him feel that she was up to no good.
Yet it was not scheming, nor did it carry any malice. It was more like...
A mischievous child who had discovered an interesting toy.
"Please enlighten me, Fellow Daoist,"