"Brother Sun, what exactly are you..."
After returning to somewhere relatively private, Xiao Yan pulled off his black hat, straightened his hair, and looked at Brother Sun, caught between laughter and tears.
What the hell was Carry Carry Second Senior Brother?
"You're still too inexperienced. At a time like that, you should've replied '+3' straight away. That's how you capture the soul of us Sun Bar folks."
Sun Dog shook his head and sighed, looking utterly heartbroken.
Either +3 or dump the corpse. Such had always been the etiquette of the bar.
Failing that, you could always type...
"...+3?"
"Oh, and don't call me Brother Sun right now. There's still a bounty on my head. Call me Sakigawa."
"Oh, right... I came up with an alias too. Yan Xiao. Brother Sun... Brother Sakigawa, just call me Yan Xiao."
Xiao Yan finally recovered his wits and nodded hurriedly.
"Speaking of which, Brother Sun, how come you're here? Weren't you collecting beast flames in the Magical Beast Mountain Range? Could it be..."
His gaze shifted to Sun Buxiao's bowl.
The dark red flame in the bowl, resembling scabbed blood, burned quietly. Apart from being noticeably larger, there didn't seem to be anything different... No! Getting bigger was the biggest change of all!
He leaned a little closer to study the still-incomplete myriad beast spirit flame, carefully sensing it. A powerful aura of savage wilderness and blood practically struck him in the face, accompanied by low growls from some unknown beast that passed straight through his soul into his mind.
This heavenly flame didn't know Xiao Yan, nor did it particularly like him.
It could sense an extremely threatening presence on him!
"Yeah, I reckon squeezing Xiao Mao dry for a little longer will finish cultivating it. Then I'll find a way to