"Thank you so much, sir!"
Hot tears welled up in the Blade Bull King's eyes as it knelt on one knee, its hands catching the level six Demon Core that had transformed from its grandfather's remains, and emotionally said, "My Blade Bull clan is willing to be on good terms with you for ten thousand years, sir. The matter of you returning the keepsake today will also be forever recorded in the hearts of every blade bull."
To others, this level six Demon Core might be considered a precious treasure of considerable value.
But for the Blade Bull clan, it was not just a treasure, but also the entire clan's belief.
"Hmm!"
Zhou Yuan nodded, naturally desiring the outcome of befriending the Blade Bull clan; should he ever enter the forbidden area again, it would be akin to having a temporary base.
It was also evident that these demon beasts were not as fierce as the rumors suggested; they possessed pure emotions more so than humans.