The journey had gone fairly smoothly. Although they were short a few Soul Tools, Xiao Yi had made up for the problem nicely.
Nanmen Yun'er, Xiao Xiao, Tang Wutong, and the others had simply given up their flying Soul Tools as well. The White-Armored Earth Dragon and Azure Edge Falcon then took turns serving as their means of flight.
The male students from the inner court were green with envy.
"Hehe, this Beast Soul Contract will be widely promoted in the future. If you're lucky, you may still have a chance to be chosen by a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast."
Seeing these out-of-place inner court students, Xuan Zi offered a few words of comfort. It was not just these juniors—even he, having lived for a century, could not help but feel a little longing. Unfortunately, his Soul Rings had long since reached their final configuration, leaving no room for change. All he could do was regret it.
The others immediately perked up, each secretly planning to seek out Xiao Yi after this mission and ask him about the Beast Soul Contract.
Before long, the group reached the entrance to a canyon and slowly descended to a stop. Looking into the distance, they saw a majestic, heavily fortified military stronghold standing between heaven and earth. It was the Star Luo Border Fortress, where the White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao, had been stationed for years.
At the sight of the upright figure at the fortress entrance, Huo Yutong, standing among the crowd, suddenly clenched her fingers tight, her knuckles turning faintly white.
Surging emotions gripped her mind. Bitterness, coldness, and bone-deep hatred intertwined and spread wildly through her heart.
To her, the man before her had never been a father. He was merely an utterly unfamiliar and indifferent passerby—someone who had owed her