Chapter 886: Xia Na, who accidentally saved the other party's divine beast

The Doom Raven concluded: "So, that stupid woman Xia Na saved the life of the other party's pet beast!"

Su Yang complained: "I feel like destiny-type God-level divine beasts are a bit useless..."

Now it was the Doom Raven's turn to jump: "It's not that the destiny-type God-level divine beast is too useless, it's that you, Lord Su Yang, are too special!"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true!"

The Doom Raven nodded repeatedly; it didn't want to lose its usefulness in front of Su Yang and be labeled a piece of trash. Otherwise, how could it be cultivated by Su Yang and how could it gain benefits from him?

"The precognition ability of the destiny type is inherently very limited. It involves too many tangled destinies. The greater the influence of the other party, the deeper the entanglement, and the better their strength and future... It is very easy to suffer a backlash when casting it. The risk is extremely high, and it must never be cast lightly!"

"Then the luck spell Xia Na cast on me... is also useless?"

"It's not of much use to you, Lord Su Yang, she just wanted to seek psychological comfort... That's why I said this time it was her stumbling into it!"

Xia Na: "It was clearly effective!"

Doom Raven: "It was clearly a coincidence, stumbling into it!"

"Stinky crow!"

"Stupid woman!"

Su Yang rubbed his temples and took a deep breath: "Doom Raven, you are not allowed to scold Xia Na in the future; you are her pet beast after all!"

Xia Na hugged Su Yang's shoulder and smiled triumphantly at the Doom Raven.

The Doom Raven said unwillingly: "Lord Su Yang, it was this stupid... it was she who scolded me first!"

"Xia Na, you shouldn't scold it anymore in the future either; you two should get along well!"

Xia Na hesitated, her expression a bit conflicted: "Alright! I'll listen to you, as long as it doesn't scold me, I won't take the initiative to scold it!"

"Doom Raven, what do you say?"

"...I will also listen to Lord Su Yang!"

The Doom Raven was a very sensible God-level divine beast!

Hearing the Doom Raven promise Su Yang, Xia Na's heart bloomed instantly.

Su Yang was on her side.

In fact, she never really scolded the Doom Raven.

With such a God-level divine beast, she treasured it too much!

It was just that the Doom Raven had always held a grudge over the grievances of the past.

Every time, it was the Doom Raven scolding her and mocking her, which was why she couldn't help but talk back!

As long as the Doom Raven didn't scold her, Xia Na was of course willing to live in peace with it.

"I'll give you a little benefit!"

Su Yang smiled and patted the Doom Raven's little head.

"System, consume two talent points to upgrade the Doom Raven's Rare-level wind-attribute resistance to Mythical-level!"

Last time, five talent points were used to upgrade the Storm Eagle's thunder talent, consuming three.

Just two points remained!

Now that Xia Na was his assistant, let's upgrade the Doom Raven!

After all, the Doom Raven had helped a lot this time.

If an important figure in the Eight Treasures Pavilion had been seriously injured or killed by a backlash while peering into his destiny, it might have disrupted his plan.

Mythical-level wind-attribute resistance was also very important for the Doom Raven.

"Ding~ Upgrade successful, your pet beast Doom Raven has gained the Mythical-level talent — wind-attribute resistance!"

With that light touch from Su Yang, the Doom Raven's pitch-black eyes lit up.

Upgrading to Mythical-level resistance wasn't very obvious.

Many God-level divine beasts found it hard to sense.

But the Doom Raven possessed wind attributes, so it naturally discovered the enhancement of its wind-attribute resistance immediately!

"Thank you, Master!"

"Remember what you promised me!"

"Little Crow will definitely keep it in mind!"

Still calling itself Little Crow!

A bootlicker!

Xia Na kept complaining in her heart while wearing a smile on her face.

Eight Treasures City, President's residence.

Two old men were staring at a silver snake.

This silver snake was covered in silver-white scales and had a slender body.

But the two-meter-long silver snake, compared to other God-level divine beasts that were hundreds or thousands of meters long, was like a tiny speck.

At this moment, the silver snake was holding its tail in its mouth, coiled into a circle, and prostrate on the ground.

Ten minutes later, the silver snake slowly released its tail and gradually returned to its normal state.

"How is it?" the Great Elder asked, "What kind of influence will that Chen Feng have on our Eight Treasures Pavilion?"

There was a slight fatigue in the silver snake's eyes.

It flicked its tongue, opened its mouth, and spoke in human language: "Having him join is beneficial to the Eight Treasures Pavilion!"

The silver snake's prediction was very vague.

This was to reduce consumption and to avoid risks that might be brought to its main body.

The Eight Treasures Pavilion... was inherently a huge group, which would bring a huge burden to the silver snake!

Just as the Doom Raven told Li Su Muyun!

The more involved, the more careful one needed to be with predictions.

"As long as it's beneficial to the Eight Treasures Pavilion, that's good!"

The two little old men breathed a sigh of relief.

They no longer had any worries about Chen Feng.

"I am not suitable to perform predictions again within three years!"

The silver snake looked at the aging Great Elder and said.

"Go!"

"Can you still hold on?"

"I don't know!"

Silver snake: "I feel like you are about to die!"

"This is fate!"

"Yeah! This is fate!"

After the silver snake disappeared, the Great Elder silently lowered his head and said to the old President: "I am not afraid of death, I am just afraid that there will be no successors!"

The President also sighed.

"President, you might need to consider recalling Tan Tan Zhiqing!"

"She might not be willing to come back!"

"She is, after all, of your Tan family, your most outstanding descendant; she should be the heir to the Eight Treasures Pavilion!"

The Great Elder said in a low voice: "Do you really want to see the Eight Treasures Pavilion decline?"

The President of the Eight Treasures Pavilion did not speak.

"You were wrong about what happened back then!" the Great Elder continued.

"I admit, I was indeed wrong!" the President said excitedly, "But do you want me to apologize to her?"

The Great Elder asked back: "Shouldn't you?"

"That's impossible!"

"Is your face more important, or is the Eight Treasures Pavilion more important?"

The President of the Eight Treasures Pavilion fell silent.

"Tan Ming!" the Great Elder's tone was serious, rarely calling the President by his real name, "Don't forget, you are not just an elder, you are also our Eight Treasures Pavilion President. You have to be responsible for the countless families and Beastmasters who have served our Eight Treasures Pavilion for generations, and you also have to be responsible for our allies!"

"If bowing my head could make the Eight Treasures Pavilion strong, I would rather never lift it again!"