Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 495 - 107 Absolute Genius Apprentice_3

Chapter 495: Chapter 107 Absolute Genius Apprentice_3

"My lord, I am the elder of the Yufrey tribe, Jorge Campos..."

"My lord, I am the elder of the Skade tribe, Addison Arlantis de Nasciment..."

The two elders spoke in turn.

"Your name is quite a mouthful," Liu Zhenhan smiled at the Cicada Clan elder.

"My Lord, you can call me Bayley," the Cicada Clan elder said respectfully, bowing slightly.

"Elder Campos, your name sounds similar to the war god Kampas, doesn’t it?" Liu tried to lighten the mood but scared the Butterfly Clan elder, causing him to fall to the ground, forcing Liu to rush to help him up.

"Elders Campos and Bayley, could I ask where your tribal leaders are?" Liu Zhenhan looked at the two elders.

"The Skade and Yufrey tribes have not had a tribal leader for years," tears brimmed in Elder Bayley’s eyes, "We no longer have rituals, all our brave Soul Singers and leaders died in battle thousands of years ago. The only ones left are us elders, guiding the tribe, teaching the next generation not to forget our Beamon identity."

"My Lord... Beamon from the Yufrey and Skade tribes live very difficult lives," Elder Campos wept, unable to continue speaking.

Liu Zhenhan couldn’t bear to ask further. The hardships of the two Bug Clan tribes, he didn’t need to ask anymore. If continued, their tales of suffering could probably fill this sea. He didn’t want to hear anymore.

"What is the current population of the Cicada and Butterfly Clans?" Liu Zhenhan asked.

"Our Butterfly Clan has 1,241 people, and the Cicada Clan has 1,242 people. The Cicada Clan had a pair of twins born this year." Elder Campos’ gaze was as piercing as molten lava, fixed on Gerein and Xu Dela. For some reason, the two Abyss powerhouses could not help but look away when his gaze swept over them.

In the eyes of these Bug Clan Beamon, Xu Dela and Gerein had only ever seen despair.

"How have you all been living all these years?" Liu Zhenhan heaved a deep sigh. The population of the two Bug People was so similar, it appeared to be deliberate.

"Gerein and Xu Dela come every year to eat a hundred of us. We select them in order of age, prioritizing the older individuals. Excluding the elders who have to pass down knowledge, all the others participate in the draw. In order to ensure the continuity of the tribes, our children will remain in their juvenile form. Under ten years old, we absolutely do not allow them to undergo the ’Butterfly Metamorphosis’ and ’Cicada Molting’ ceremonies," Elder Bayley said with a trembling voice.

"Respected elders, I am very sorry. The Worm People Beamon were wiped out after the War of the Gods, and it has been a thousand years. Please forgive my ignorance, but I really do not understand what the ’Butterfly Metamorphosis’ and ’Cicada Molting’ ceremonies are," Liu Zhenhan said, uneasy as he detected the expressions of the two elders.

"It turns out that our Worm People Beamon were eradicated a thousand years ago..." The two elders looked at each other with bitter smiles, their faces laden with hardship, but no significant emotional fluctuations.

"Lord Richard, when our Worm People Beamon give birth, we need to have a ceremony for the infants to shed their fetal membrane------------------shell and pupal covering, to truly become Beamon. If this ceremony is not conducted, they will always maintain their insectile form, their growth and development will double the speed, and their lifespan will correspondingly be shortened... But to ensure the consumption of the tribe’s population, we must do this. Only by allowing our children to mature as soon as possible, will we be able to quickly breed the next generation and ensure the survival of the tribe." Elder Campos looked at the large bug in Liu Zhenhans’ arms with a tender expression, "Words cannot express my gratitude to you, My Lord. Moer, who you hold in your arms, is my granddaughter..."

"Respected elder, she has passed the test of Wisdom Enlightenment and has become my Soul Singer’s apprentice," Liu Zhenhan said lovingly, looking at Avril in his arms, but decided not to tell the elderly elder the news about two souls sharing one body.

"By the gods! Our Worm People Beamon haven’t had a Soul Singer in so many years..." Elder Campos gently stroked the insect known as "Moer."

The Butterfly People around them spread the news, everyone quite excited. Compared to them, the Cicada People seemed a bit lost.

"Hehe, you guys are really lucky! Lord Richard is the only Dragon Soul Singer in the kingdom! A natural Soul Singer!" O’Neal started blabbering his mouth again.

"Without being a Dragon Soul Singer, he wouldn’t be able to defeat Xu Dela and Gerein." Surprisingly, the two elders were more composed about the news than O’Neal. They were pleased, but not overly excited.

"Her parents gave their lives for the tribe." Elder Campos said tearfully.

Liu Zhenhan felt discomfort in his heart, as if it was bleeding. He didn’t know how to ease the situation anymore.

Birth at twenty years old, living debt-filled lives to where the mature women accept being devoured, this angered Liu Zhenhan to the extreme.

"Are there any taboos when conducting the ceremony?" Liu Zhenhan asked.