The rules for the cultivator tournament in Chaos City prohibited anyone except the Beast Taming Clan from bringing savage beasts onto the arena. Otherwise, Little Strife, who had already reached the Great Vehicle Great Perfection stage, would probably have been unbeatable. Ling Tian was overjoyed to hear that Little White had awakened, but he was also a little unsure whether Little White was eligible to join the team competition. After all, there had never been a Bone Soul Extreme participant in the Cultivator Assembly, from ancient times to the present.
"Strictly speaking, the Bone Soul Extreme is a kind of spirit race—a spirit of bone. So Little White is certainly eligible to join the team competition." A voice sounded as Old Man Ling came to stand before the two of them, smiling broadly. "Little White's strength is already at the Great Vehicle late stage. His Bone Soul Extreme defenses are incredibly powerful; even a Great Vehicle Great Perfection cultivator would probably struggle to break through them. With him joining you, Tian'er, your chances of winning will be even better."
"That's right. Little White's defenses are strong, so he'll be a great help in protecting us." Ling Tian nodded, then smiled. "Looks like we'll have to adjust our tactics. Little White's true form is so imposing that it should be very effective at disrupting Ten Thousand Swords Cliff's formation."
At that, Hua Min'er's eyes lit up. She knew just how enormous Little White's true form was, and smiling, she took him out from her robes.
The moment Little White saw Ling Tian, he became incredibly excited and leaped onto his shoulder, cuddling up to him.
"Little White, would you like to go beat up the bad guys with Daddy?" Ling Tian asked with a smile.
"Sure! Let's beat up the bad