Soul Elder!

Wu Changkong was silent for a moment, his expression grave as he stared at Fang Yang. "Fang Yang, do you know the origins of this Black Dragon Soul Spirit?"

Fang Yang looked at the Soul Spirit Ball in his hand and said, "This is the Golden-eyed Black Dragon King."

Hearing this, Wu Changkong's pupils constricted slightly. He slowly said, "Not only that. Ten thousand years ago, at the peak of the Soul Beast Clan, human Soul Masters continuously hunted Soul Beasts in order to break through their realms. At that time, the Soul Beast Clan had ten kings, whom we called the Ten Great Fierce Beasts."

He paused before continuing, "They were the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Beast God Di Tian, the Evil Eye Tyrant Sovereign Evil Emperor, the Heavenly Snow Woman Snow Empress, the Emerald Swan Bi Ji, the Demonic Eye Treant King of Ten Thousand Demons, the Dark Terror Golden Claw Bear Bear Lord, the Ice Jade Emperor Scorpion Ice Empress, the Three-Headed Crimson Demon Dog Scarlet King, the Hell Demon Dragon King Zi Ji, and the Titan Snow Demon King."

Wu Changkong's gaze fell once more upon the Soul Spirit Ball in Fang Yang's hand. "And this Soul Spirit Ball in your hand, if I'm not mistaken, contains the blood of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Beast God Di Tian."

"Blood?" Fang Yang asked.

"More precisely, this Black Dragon Soul Spirit was an Artificial Soul Spirit created using the blood of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Beast God Di Tian as its core, through the most advanced Soul Tool Technology."

Wu Changkong's voice carried a warning. "Fang Yang, this special Artificial Soul Spirit carries a certain degree of danger. Are you sure you want to fuse with it?"

Seeing Fang Yang remain silent, a trace of concern flashed through his eyes. "Of course, if you need a Soul Spirit, I can help you find one suitable for you."

"Teacher Wu, there's no need to trouble yourself. I'll fuse with this Soul Spirit," Fang Yang said calmly.

He thought to himself, Black-Eyed Golden Dragon King? Interesting!

Then, Fang Yang activated the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within his body, and an utterly suffocating pressure erupted instantly.

The Black Dragon Soul Spirit within the Soul Spirit Crystal Ball immediately trembled violently, its Crimson-Gold Dragon Eyes filled with terror.

Its entire body curled into a ball as it released a weak mental ripple. "M-Master, spare me... I'm an obedient dragon."

After all, if the Black Dragon Soul Spirit had not been obedient, it would have been long dead.

"Th-this is..."

Shock rarely appeared on Wu Changkong's ever-cold face.

He had not expected the Black Dragon Soul Spirit to display such intense fear.

Wu Changkong had long guessed that Fang Yang possessed some powerful bloodline, but witnessing it with his own eyes still left him stunned.

To make even a Black Dragon Soul Spirit born from the blood of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King Beast God Di Tian so terrified was not something an ordinary dragon bloodline could accomplish.

"Fang Yang, just as I thought. Your bloodline... is even more powerful than I imagined."

Wu Changkong murmured softly, watching Fang Yang with a complicated look.

"Teacher Wu, you can rest assured now, right?" Fang Yang said with a smile as he withdrew his aura.

Wu Changkong came back to his senses and nodded slightly. "All right. Come with me."

His voice was as cold as ever.

With that, Wu Changkong turned and pushed open the office door. His tall, slender figure stepped into the corridor first, and Fang Yang quickly followed.

The two passed through the tree-lined avenues of Eastsea Academy before finally stopping in front of an ancient Deep Blue building.

"This is..." Fang Yang curiously examined the uniquely shaped blue building before him.

"Eastsea Academy's cultivation rooms," Wu Changkong explained, his voice still cold.

"According to Eastsea Academy's rules, students who wish to fuse with Soul Spirits and break through their realms must first apply to their homeroom teacher. Only after approval can they use the cultivation rooms."

He paused and turned to look at Fang Yang. "But with me here, those procedures can be skipped."

Fang Yang nodded in understanding, secretly glad that he had found the right person.

As they pushed open the main doors, they were greeted by a female teacher wearing glasses.

When she saw Wu Changkong, she immediately set down the files in her hands, surprise and delight appearing on her face.

"Teacher Wu! Why are you here today..."

"I brought a student to fuse with a Soul Spirit." Wu Changkong was concise as ever, stepping aside to reveal Fang Yang behind him.

Only then did the female teacher notice Fang Yang standing nearby.

A hint of surprise flashed through her eyes. There were not many students in Eastsea Academy whom the cold and aloof male idol would personally accompany.

But she quickly regained her professional demeanor. "I'll arrange Cultivation Room One right away."

Then, led by the female teacher, the three of them passed through a quiet corridor.

Soul Tool Lamps emitting a soft glow were embedded in the walls on both sides of the corridor.

Finally, they stopped before a cultivation room marked with the number "1."

The female teacher took out a specially made Soul Tool card. As she swiped it to open the door, she explained to Fang Yang, "These are Eastsea Academy's cultivation rooms. There is a Gathering Soul Formation inside, which can provide the best environment for breakthroughs."

A cultivation room of roughly twenty cubic meters appeared before them.

Numerous Soul Guide Arrays had been carved around the cultivation room.

"Fang Yang, go in," Wu Changkong said from the doorway, his voice still frosty.

Fang Yang took a deep breath and stepped into the cultivation room.

The instant he entered, the cultivation room's Soul Guide Arrays lit up one after another, and the concentration of Soul Power in the room rose at a visible rate.

A refreshing fragrance spread from somewhere unknown, invigorating Fang Yang's mind.

Seeing this, Wu Changkong gently closed the door for Fang Yang.

"Begin."

Within the cultivation room, the dark blue Soul Guide Arrays gave off a gentle glow.

Fang Yang sat cross-legged and placed the crystalline Soul Spirit Ball before him. He adjusted his state, gradually steadying his heartbeat.

With a thought, a cluster of Deep Yellow Flame rose from his palm.

This was his Martial Soul, the Heavenly Flames Profound Yellow Flame.

"Fuse!"

The Soul Spirit Ball opened in response, and a Miniature Black Dragon spiraled out. Its pitch-black scales glimmered with a metallic luster.

This unruly Black Dragon Soul Spirit was now strangely docile, actively drawing close to the Heavenly Flames Profound Yellow Flame.

The Profound Yellow Flame gradually devoured the Black Dragon Soul Spirit, transforming it into a mass of Deep Yellow Flame.

The Soul Spirit fusion had begun, and the Soul Power fluctuations within his body became violent as the Soul Power throughout his body boiled.

The surging power of the Soul Spirit instantly filled his body and fiercely assaulted the Soul Master realm barrier.

Then, in the very next moment, Fang Yang's realm bottleneck was shattered by the Soul Spirit's power, and his Soul Power successfully rose to a whole new level.

Fang Yang opened his eyes, a flicker of flame flashing through his pupils.

"Success. He had become a level thirty-two Soul Elder!"

When he pushed open the cultivation room door, a conversation outside reached his ears.

"Teacher Wu, may I invite you to dinner?" The female teacher's voice carried undisguised anticipation.

"I'm sorry, I've already eaten." Wu Changkong's reply remained icy.

The female teacher seemed to have expected this and was not discouraged. "Then could we arrange a time? Tomorrow, perhaps..."

"No need. I'm not used to dining with others. Thank you for the offer," Wu Changkong interrupted.

"Ahem!"

Fang Yang gave a timely cough, interrupting the somewhat awkward conversation.

Only then did the female teacher notice that Fang Yang had come out. A trace of embarrassment flashed across her face, but she quickly recovered her professional smile.

"Teacher Wu, I've completed the fusion," Fang Yang said respectfully.

Wu Changkong glanced at Fang Yang. "Very good. Let's go."