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Na'er, during the riot period of the Spirit Ascension Platform, the absorption time for the spirit power generated by the fallen Spirit Beasts is a full one hundred seconds. During this time, the spirit power can be snatched by others, so you must be careful.
Under the clear sky, Feng Zaixing held his bow, alertly scanning his surroundings, occasionally turning to caution Na'er, who was riding on the Emerald Snow Dragon's neck.
"Okay, Brother, you don't have to worry. Little Snow said it's most familiar with this place and can scout for us."
Unlike the vigilant Feng Zaixing, Na'er was relaxed, a sweet, refreshing smile gracing her snow-white little Face. With a gentle wave of the silver dragon spear, the Emerald Snow Dragon completed its magnificent transformation from an unyielding Spirit soul to a sycophantic one.
"Owoo~ Owoo..."
The Emerald Snow Dragon craned its neck and cried softly, pledging its loyalty to its master in Dragon speech, its expression one of unwavering devotion. The two outside watched, their eyes twitching.
What the hell kind of unyielding Spirit soul is this!
"Owoo~! This little Dragon is simply shameless! To curry favor with its master, it has abandoned the dignity of our Spirit Beast race! It's infuriating this King to death!"
Even the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger couldn't stand the Emerald Snow Dragon's fawning and protested loudly in the Sea of Spirit.
Feng Zaixing's head buzzed from the noise. He rubbed his temples and said helplessly, "This is my Junior Sister's first time here. She won't absorb much spirit power. The share you need to advance to ten thousand years will definitely not be less."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger's amber eyes glowed, and it stopped its agitation. It stroked its Face with a paw, chuckling.
"Old Feng, what are you saying? Is this King a tiger who cares about a bit of spirit power?"
Feng Zaixing paused. "...Isn't it?"
"Uh, even if that's true, you shouldn't say it out loud. Give this King some Face."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger showed a villain's standard smile and changed the subject, saying,
"Your Junior Sister's Bloodline is formidable. This King heard that the Emerald Dragon King is one of the Nine Dragon Kings, jointly controlling time and space. This spineless little Dragon is a member of that Dragon King's Clan."
"You don't need to tell me that; I discovered it long ago."
Feng Zaixing's expression was calm. In terms of Bloodline, the current Na'er was far stronger than Tang Wulin.
Any beast race receiving the favor of the Silver Dragon King was an immense fortune, a small snake becoming a true Dragon, a true Dragon becoming a Dragon King. Analogous to ancient Blue Star, only the merit of following a Dragon could compare.
The only problem was that this Silver Dragon King seemed to have been spoiled by them and didn't know any combat techniques.
Looking at Na'er, who seemed to be on an outing, Feng Zaixing couldn't help but secretly regret, "I originally thought that you would awaken your Spirit a year later, and Di Tian and the others would take you away, but it happened early..."
Currently, it was unknown when the Star Dou Vicious Beast group would arrive, and Na'er's innocent, naive demeanor made it impossible not to worry.
"Let's start now. No matter your origin, you are now just my Junior Sister."
Thinking this, Feng Zaixing reached out and gently touched the silver dragon spear. His expression changed slightly, and he said warmly,
"Na'er, I once said that comprehending one's own Battle Intent is a path all strong individuals must take. A spear has Spear Intent, Spear Soul, and even Spear God. You must Cultivate diligently."
Na'er blinked her innocent, intelligent purple eyes and asked, confused, "But Brother, you told Na'er that a powerful Bloodline can also make one strong."
Didn't the great Silver Dragon say she was the Lord of the Dragon Clan? Is her Bloodline not strong enough? How useless.
Bad review. Not even as good as a single hair of Brother's. The Star Dou sightseeing park is also not as good as a single hair of the Body Sect.
Feng Zaixing's mouth twitched slightly, and he slowly explained, "They don't conflict. My Bloodline is powerful, and I also diligently Cultivate the Intent of a King. Na'er, you can too."
Stars appeared in Na'er's eyes, "Can Na'er also become as powerful as Brother?"
"Yes."
Feng Zaixing nodded seriously and said, "Na'er, you are Innately endowed with leadership qualities, very suitable to walk the path of a King, just like me, your Brother."
"Awooo... (Your master's brother is right!)"
The Emerald Snow Dragon craned its neck and sang praises, urging its master to strive hard and lead the little Dragon Clan to fly high into the sky.
"Furthermore, the most important aspect of Bloodline lies in its development. This Sect has many secret techniques. Na'er, you can ask your teacher to instruct you; whether it's Acquired secret techniques or Innate secret techniques, there should be no problem..."
As he spoke, Feng Zaixing's tone gradually became strange. The Silver Dragon King's physique was weak compared to the Golden Dragon King, but Na'er was definitely qualified to Cultivate Innate secret techniques. If she succeeded, would the style be very peculiar?
My sister has grown up, her strength can move mountains, her Qi covers the world; the silver dragon spear hides within her heart, who knows she is the strongest in the world?
He wouldn't be unable to defeat Na'er in the future, would he? Could Gu Yue win?
"Brother, Brother, why has your expression changed?" Na'er asked cutely.
"Nothing, I just thought of your boundless future, Na'er, and I'm happy now."
Feng Zaixing's forehead was sweating. He turned, drew his bow, and shot a Datura Snake two hundred meters away, instructing,
"Na'er, look, this Datura Snake has five hundred years of Cultivation. It's almost dead. If you give it a spear thrust, you can get fifty years of spirit power feedback, evenly distributed into two spirit rings..."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger yawned in the Sea of Spirit, complaining, "Boring. It's bad enough not to encounter a thousand-year Spirit Beast, but after killing it, you still have to wait a hundred seconds."
"Old Feng, when will you let me out to move around? This King also wants to stretch its muscles and bones."
Feng Zaixing's voice resonated through the Sea of Spirit in response:
"If you make a move, nothing will be left here. What would we even be Cultivating then? My spirit power is only enough for you to fight for one minute."
Two years had passed, and Feng Zaixing had made rapid progress, but the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger's strength always remained above his.
"Can't I just not make a move? At worst, this King will just go into energy-saving mode."
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger lay on the beach, its body rapidly shrinking proportionally. It shook its head and wagged its tail, saying,
"This King really misses the days when it was a little overlord in the outer region of the Star Dou Great Forest..."
Seeing this, Feng Zaixing's voice held some hesitation, "Your current appearance is fine, but wouldn't it be too..."
"It's fine if it works, don't worry about anything else," the mini Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger interrupted.
"...Okay, but don't regret it."
One minute later.
A white-furred cub, only one and a half meters long, leaped out of Feng Zaixing's spirit ring. Its brownish-yellow, gem-like eyes gleamed with smugness. With an "Owoo," it announced in beast language that the great Tiger King had arrived at the Spirit Ascension Platform.
Ah hahaha, the outer region of the Star Dou Great Forest, this King is back! All Spirit Beasts, tremble and welcome your King!
The next moment, Na'er's purple eyes next to him shone brightly. With a flash, she hugged its fluffy big head.
"Wow~ Is this Brother's Spirit? What a beautiful kitty! Kitty, your fur is so soft and comfortable. Na'er likes you so much, you're as cute as Brother..."
Na'er kept chattering, her eyes full of joy, her heart filled with adoration for the cute silver tabby: " (>^ω^<) ..."
Feng Zaixing's Face was covered in black lines, his forehead twitching incessantly. Kitty? Cute? Na'er, is it appropriate for you to say that?
The Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger was stunned, its amber eyes filled with the three questions of a tiger's life: Who is this King? Where is this King? What is this King doing?
"Awoo... (Wuwu, Master won't want me, the little Dragon, anymore...)"
The Emerald Snow Dragon's cry was low, its head drooping, its Face filled with the desolation of being out of favor.
Dragon life is difficult; there are always treacherous officials trying to fawn over the Master!
Outside, Han Tianyi murmured,
"So, the unyielding Spirit souls weren't inherently unyielding; it's just that the Spirit Masters who encountered them before were too useless..."
..."This is a war without smoke. The Tiger Clan's greatest warrior, the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger, attempted to ascend to the throne while the Dragon King was absent. The Silver Dragon King made a move, a King descended from the sky, cute and adorable, crushing the Tiger Clan's ambition to dust.
The Dragon Clan, once again, suppressed the Tiger Clan's hopes!
The Silver Dragon King displayed her astonishing wisdom, a Divine Rank powerful individual condescending to personally suppress the Heavenly Sacred Winged God Tiger, who was not even ten thousand years old. Truly the supreme Lord of the Dragon Clan..."
Feng Zaixing silently provided a solemn narration for this tragic history. He turned, looking at the five young Spirit Masters approaching a few tens of meters away, his Face seamlessly switching to an indifferent expression. He said faintly,
"I didn't expect to meet you here, but we don't welcome you."
The young Spirit Master in the center of the five had blue hair and blue eyes, with a faint spatial fluctuation lingering around him. It was an old acquaintance, Luo Guixing.
Luo Guixing looked at Feng Zaixing and Na'er, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. He pursed his lips and said,
"There are many powerful individuals in the riotous Spirit Ascension Platform, and there's also a great killer slaughtering the field. I think we can cooperate, Feng Zaixing, what do you think?"