Under the sonic impact of Er Ya, the Phoenix Tail Bamboo consumed a large amount of its internal flame attack stock, and the temperature in the bamboo forest also dropped accordingly.
The Moyu flew at high speed with precise aim, and they quickly darted into the Phoenix Tail Bamboo, swiftly picking up the Phoenix Tail Leaves and running away.
In just a few minutes, the area in front of Qian Qi was piled with Phoenix Tail Leaves.
Some less fortunate ink crows collided with the remnants of flame in the Phoenix Tail Bamboo. Those who dodged quickly got injured, while the slower ones were inevitably burned to ashes, their lives coming to an end.
However, for the Mo Ya Beasts, the death of a companion didn’t mean much.
In the process of growing up, whether they chose to lie flat like salted fish or to strive and become stronger, the road would be filled with all kinds of accidents and dangers. A life cut short could only be blamed on insufficient strength and bad luck.
Their current wisdom and emotions weren’t enough for them to mourn a companion’s death for too long; in fact, such matters were already commonplace among them.
After all, the Moyu group was inherently weak. Apart from being a bit smarter and quicker in flight, they were undoubtedly among the weak and easily perishable in the Magic Beast community.
Thus they longed even more for strength and greatly revered ultimate wisdom.
As for those ink crows that survived with injuries, they were carefully treated by the students from the Magic Plant Department with Blood Stopping Magic Potions and bandages. In no time, they were lively again.
They blinked their large Kazilan eyes, looking expectantly at Qian Qi.
Qian Qi cleared her throat and called, "Er Ya."
Er Ya obeyed, with a slight movement in its throat, and spat out a small pile of shiny things from its stomach.
This is also why Er Ya hadn’t shrunk in size, because its stomach was stuffed with the things Qian Qi needed for this trip. If it had shrunk, it couldn’t have held them all.
The Moyu flew to the shiny things and began distributing this time’s wages: "You get one, you get one, you get two..."
Most of the Little Ink Crows received one shiny thing, except for B-level ink crows, due to their speed and more relaxed defensive power against flames, received two or three shiny things.
Yan Shuiyue watched this scene in shock. She couldn’t believe that Qian Qi managed to make a group of Magic Beasts work tirelessly for her with just her words, without losing a soldier.
A Beast Tamer, terrifying indeed.
She seemed to understand why Qian Dafang spoke of Qian Qi with such pride. Such an extraordinary woman, even Yan Shuiyue had to take notice and feel admiration and curiosity.
The gap between her and Qian Qi was no longer just a small difference on the same level.
"I didn’t expect she really doesn’t need us..." The Gong Family Commander clicked his tongue in astonishment, unable to hide his inner shock, "And it’s the first time I’ve seen such a Beast Master, one who could control a group."
"This is simply incredible, how did she do it?" the Tang Family Commander couldn’t help asking, "That’s hundreds of Magic Beasts!"
In their understanding, Beast Masters were proud and mysterious, usually accompanied by one or two independent Magic Beasts, and even if they wanted to contract a group of Contracted Beasts, they could only contract those like bee colonies or ant swarms which lived socially.
But someone like her, controlling a group of distinctly non-social Magic Beasts, was something never before seen!
How is this possible?
It was known that even getting their Contracted Beasts to manipulate fellow Magic Beasts had its limits, and humans without contract bonds couldn’t possibly gain unconditional trust and following from Magic Beasts.
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What Qian Qi held was not conditions but a grand and soaring promise.
Ordinary Beast Masters could only use sweet talk and coercion, tempting those Magic Beasts with promises of a place in modern society through emotions.
But Qian Qi’s promise was to become an A-level Magic Beast!
That’s like in a relationship meeting, someone sincerely promising to take you home and provide meals that may not fill your stomach, where sometimes you even have to spend your own money and effort, giving you a very likely simple and cramped bed where even stretching your legs isn’t possible, and expecting you to wash clothes, cook, or even bear children and toil, not knowing when you might die.
While the other person says, I can give you a direct chance to become a cool and domineering CEO, as long as you study with me. The process might be a bit arduous, but once successful, you’d be the future president of a listed company!
You would definitely choose the second option!