The buzzing of the mental connection device gradually subsided.
The light on the crystal ball slowly receded, eventually returning to a state of calm.
“It’s over…” The manager stared at the device, his voice unconsciously lowered.
“So fast?” According to past experience, taming an Unyielding Soul would take at least half an hour.
Confrontations on the mental level are the most dangerous; the more fiercely a Soul Spirit resists, the longer it takes.
In the failed cases throughout history, which one didn’t involve struggling bitterly in the mental space for several hours before ultimately withdrawing in exhaustion?
But how long has it been now?
The time it takes to drink a cup of tea?
The manager subconsciously looked at Leng Yaozhu, wanting to see something on this Heavenly Phoenix Douluo’s face.
Leng Yaozhu ignored him.
Her gaze was fixed tightly on the device, a glimmer of light flashing deep within her crimson pupils.
She was sensing.
Sensing Bai Yuan’s mental fluctuations.
Steady, calm, without a trace of struggle.
This wasn’t normal.
She knew the stubbornness and unruliness of the Unyielding Soul better than anyone.
Back when the Spirit Pagoda captured this Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff, it cost the lives of three Titled Douluo.
How many genius youths had tried to tame it since then, and which one of them hadn’t been tormented to the brink of death?
The most tragic one had their mental force directly destroyed by the backlash, remaining a cripple to this day.
But now…
“Click.” The helmet on the device made a soft sound.
Bai Yuan slowly opened his eyes.
Those eyes were crystal clear, without fatigue or pain, and even held a hint of…
wanting more?
The manager was stunned.
“Young Master, you…” Before he could finish, he saw it.
Beside Bai Yuan, a golden phantom was coalescing.
At first, it was just a blurry mist of golden light, but then it grew more solid and clear.
Golden fur, a lion-like physique, and those unruly vertical pupils…
Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.
It had come out.
The manager subconsciously took a step back, instinctively feeling that sense of pressure.
He couldn’t withstand the pressure of the Unyielding Soul.
However, in the next second, his expression froze on his face.
The phantom of the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff circled Bai Yuan once.
And circled him again.
That massive head lowered and nuzzled Bai Yuan’s shoulder.
Those vertical pupils that had once terrified countless people were now narrowed into two slits.
A “purring” sound came from its throat, like a big cat acting spoiled.
Manager: “…” He rubbed his eyes.
He hadn’t seen wrong.
This Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff was…
was nuzzling Bai Yuan?
The same Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff that had once severely injured a Soul Saint and driven three beast tamers to mental breakdowns?
The Unyielding Soul that even dared to bare its teeth at a Titled Douluo?
It was nuzzling someone?
And acting spoiled?!
The manager opened his mouth, unable to say a word for a long time.
Several staff members nearby were also dumbstruck, the soul tool screens in their hands nearly falling to the floor.
“Is…
is this the Unyielding Soul?” a young staff member muttered to himself.
“Why does it look like a Golden Retriever to me?” “Shut up!” the person next to him nudged him, though his own voice was trembling.
“You didn’t see wrong…
it’s that one.
The one that almost killed Deacon Zhang back then.” “But now it’s…” “I know.
Stop talking.
I saw it too.” Everyone saw it.
The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff circled Bai Yuan over and over, its golden tail wagging like a fan.
The purring in its throat grew louder, and it looked as if it couldn’t wait to pounce onto Bai Yuan.
Leng Yaozhu stood to the side, watching this scene.
Her expression shifted from initial solemnity to slight surprise, and then her lips slowly curled up.
Was it really that simple?
She was asking herself the same question.
An Unyielding Soul that no one had been able to tame for years.
In the hands of her disciple, it became completely submissive in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea?
It even took the initiative to recognize him as its master?
Could he really be a genius???
Leng Yaozhu’s gaze fell on Bai Yuan, a trace of imperceptible satisfaction flashing in her eyes.
This child was even more interesting than she had imagined.
Bai Yuan felt a bit itchy from the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff’s nuzzling and reached out to pat its large head.
“Alright, alright, stop nuzzling.” The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff gave an “awoo” and squatted obediently by his side, its tail still wagging.
In that state, how did it look anything like an Unyielding Soul?
Bai Yuan looked up and saw the faces of the manager and staff members, all written with “who am I, where am I.” Then he looked at the faint, half-smiling curve of Leng Yaozhu’s lips.
He scratched his head and grinned: “Um…
it seems to have gone quite smoothly?” Manager: “…” Smoothly?
You call this smoothly?
Are you using cheats???
Leng Yaozhu chuckled and shook her head, her tone carrying a bit of helplessness but even more praise: “Alright, stop showing off.
Come here and let me take a look.” Bai Yuan walked over obediently.
The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff immediately followed behind him, never leaving his side.
The scene looked exactly like a large dog protecting its master.
The staff members looked at each other, with only one thought in their minds— An Unyielding Soul that hadn’t been subdued for years was just…
whisked away by someone in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea?
And so thoroughly whisked away?
Is there something wrong with this World?
Leng Yaozhu stepped forward and raised her hand; a gentle current of air surged from her palm, slowly brushing over Bai Yuan’s entire body.
The air current was warm and dense, like an invisible palm gently probing into every corner of his Meridians, bones, and Soul Power flow.
After a moment, she withdrew her hand and nodded slightly.
“Mm, you’re fine, it’s quite good—” Before she could finish her sentence.
Leng Yaozhu’s gaze passed him and landed on the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff behind him.
She took a step forward.
The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff instantly blew up.
The big cat that was just purring and acting spoiled at Bai Yuan’s feet a second ago.
Now suddenly stood up, its golden mane bristling as if it were a bursting sun.
It blocked the way in front of Bai Yuan, its massive body crouching slightly, front claws pawing the ground, and fangs fully bared.
“Roar!!!” A roar shook the entire room.
Those golden vertical pupils stared intently at Leng Yaozhu; there was no fear in them, only the most primal vigilance and hostility.
Even though its instincts told it that the woman in front of it was very strong.
Strong enough to crush it at will.
But so what?
It was an Unyielding Soul.
It possessed an ancient lineage.
It could die, it could be defeated, and it could be destroyed.
But it would never bow its head to anyone!
Golden Soul Power surged around it, turning into tangible pressure that spread outward.
Its aura seemed as if it would tear everything in front of it to shreds.
Leng Yaozhu: “…” She stood in place, looking at this big golden-haired dog that was just rolling around and acting spoiled.
Now it was baring its teeth at her as if it were a completely different creature.
She remained silent and expressionless for two seconds.
“How did its attitude change so fast?” Her tone was calm, even carrying a hint of helplessness.
The corners of Bai Yuan’s mouth twitched.
He looked at Leng Yaozhu, then at the bristling Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff in front of him.
Then he stepped forward.
Raised his hand.
*Slap!* A heavy slap landed squarely on the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff’s large head.
“Be more respectful to my teacher!” Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff: “!!!” It was slapped silly.
Its massive body froze in place, its golden vertical pupils wide with disbelief as it looked at Bai Yuan.
The master who had just been so intimate with it…
hit it?
For this woman?
Bai Yuan glared at it.
“Did you hear me?” Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff: “…” It opened its mouth, wanting to roar, but didn’t dare.
It gave Bai Yuan a pitiful look and then quickly lowered its head.
“Awoo.” That cry was soft and cowardly, as if it were a completely different beast from the one that had just roared.
It silently backed up two steps, shrinking behind Bai Yuan with its head hanging low, its golden tail no longer wagging.
It stole a glance at Leng Yaozhu and then quickly looked away.
It looked exactly like a large dog that had been scolded.
It was indignant, but didn’t dare to speak up.
Watching this scene, the corners of Leng Yaozhu’s mouth twitched slightly.
“…” She took a deep breath.
“You’ve educated it quite well.” Bai Yuan scratched his head and chuckled.
“It’s ignorant.
Teacher, please don’t lower yourself to its level.” Leng Yaozhu glanced at the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff shrinking behind Bai Yuan, not even daring to look her in the eye, and shook her head.
“Alright, since the fusion is complete, go back and rest first.” She turned to walk out, took two steps, then stopped and added without looking back: “Let it adapt properly.
Don’t let it roar at every little thing.” Bai Yuan nodded hurriedly.
“Understood, understood!” Only after Leng Yaozhu had walked away did he look down at the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff.
The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff looked up, its golden vertical pupils filled with grievance.
Bai Yuan sighed and reached out to rub its large head: “Remember, that’s my master.
Be more respectful to her in the future, got it?” The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff gave an “awoo” and nodded reluctantly.
Bai Yuan patted it with satisfaction: “Good boy.” The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff nuzzled him again, its tail starting to wag once more.
As for the hostility toward Leng Yaozhu just now?
Forget it.
The master’s teacher…
that counts as half a master.
Even though that woman is indeed terrifying.
“Prepare for fusion.” Leng Yaozhu stepped aside, leaving enough space for Bai Yuan.
Bai Yuan nodded and sat down cross-legged.
The Soul Spirit phantom of the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff circled around him Its golden fur drifted in the air, and its vertical pupils were full of anticipation Finally, the fusion was about to happen!
It had waited for this moment for far too long.
Bai Yuan took a deep breath and slowly opened his left hand.
“World-Bearing Fireseed.”