Soul Power Takes Dragon Form

Pfft! Great mouthfuls of blood sprayed from Ghost Master's mouth. His heart had shattered; Ghost Master no longer had any chance of surviving.

The battle had ended far too quickly. Even the two Titled Douluo had failed to react. In particular, they had not sensed when Li Bai, who had just been holding the longsword, had arrived.

"Cough, cough." Ghost Master collapsed to the ground, coughing violently. "Heaven Dou Empire! Lin Xiao! You will die horrible deaths!"

After struggling once more, Ghost Master could no longer support himself and died.

Lin Xiao snorted coldly. It was not that he had deliberately intended to kill Ghost Master. Through the Asura Divine Sword's perception, he could tell that this man's murderous aura was incredibly strong, and the stench of blood on him was terrifying.

He had likely slaughtered no fewer than a thousand people. Lin Xiao had merely eliminated a menace for the people by killing him.

Xue Ye sighed. This time, they had likely offended the Star Luo Empire.

"Men, clean this up. Put Ghost Master's corpse in a carriage and send it back to the Star Luo Empire."

Ghost Master's death might have been a good thing to others, but to Xue Ye, it was indeed rather embarrassing.

Lin Xiao wiped the blood from his hands and turned to Xue Qinghe.

"Teacher, let's go."

"Mm. What about your father?"

Xue Qinghe said softly, "Father will handle it himself. Teacher, let us go to your room."

Lin Xiao nodded, clasped his hands behind his back, and followed Xue Qinghe toward the rear of the imperial palace.

"Sect Master, what do we do?"

"Let's go. Since Xue Qinghe has already found a teacher, there is no use for us staying here. As for Lin Xiao... heh, he is rather interesting."

After the group left, the soldiers dragged Ghost Master's corpse over and tossed it into the carriage, then ignored it.

They were not kind enough to help the people of the Star Luo Empire collect their dead.

Heaven Dou Empire's inner palace.

Within a luxurious courtyard, Xue Qinghe was brewing tea.

Lin Xiao looked around. As expected of the Heaven Dou Empire, its resources were abundant. This room was absurdly large.

The stone pillars around them were carved from premium wood, each engraved with golden dragons. This symbolized Lin Xiao's status as Imperial Tutor.

"Teacher, you will live here from now on. If you need anything, simply instruct the servants."

Lin Xiao also had to put on the air of a proper teacher. "Qinghe, starting tomorrow, I will guide your cultivation."

Xue Qinghe paused slightly before smiling. "Teacher, an Imperial Tutor's most important duty is to help His Majesty manage the affairs of the empire. As for me, my martial soul is the imperial swan, so there is no need for deliberate cultivation."

Lin Xiao laughed inwardly. Still putting on an act with me? Fine, then let's keep acting.

"I see. I have a cultivation technique of sacred light. Since you do not wish to learn it, then forget it."

Sure enough, Xue Qinghe's body trembled when he heard that.

"Teacher, what do you mean?"

Lin Xiao smiled and raised his right palm. A golden aura spread from his palm, swiftly covering his entire hand.

Xue Qinghe's expression changed. That was indeed a sacred aura, and an exceptionally pure one.

"If you do not wish to learn, then forget it."

Lin Xiao casually waved his hand, withdrawing the golden light from his palm.

After pausing for a moment, Xue Qinghe cheerfully poured Lin Xiao a cup of tea.

"Teacher, that is not what I meant. Qinghe was merely joking with you. Sacred aura is immensely useful for the imperial swan martial soul. Please teach your disciple."

Lin Xiao chuckled, drained the tea in one gulp, and rose to his feet. "Follow me."

With that, Lin Xiao turned and walked out of the room. Xue Qinghe followed closely behind until the two reached an open area and stopped.

Lin Xiao turned around. "From now on, sit cross-legged."

Xue Qinghe was very obedient and hurriedly sat on the lawn, looking up at Lin Xiao.

That sacred aura had already condensed in Lin Xiao's right palm.

"Qinghe, now use all your focus to condense sacred light in your hand."

Xue Qinghe nodded. This was a trivial matter for him. He raised his right palm, and a dazzling golden light swiftly emerged.

Lin Xiao glanced at the golden light in Xue Qinghe's hand. Although the Six-winged Angel's aura was not strong, he could now be certain that Xue Qinghe was Qian Renxue.

"Very good. Now release your Soul Power from your body."

The golden light under Xue Qinghe's control slowly floated upward, drifting through the air.

"Condense it into a golden dragon."

"Ah?" Xue Qinghe froze. "Teacher, are you joking? Condensing Soul Power into a physical form is something only Titled Douluo can accomplish."

"Ignorant."

Lin Xiao grabbed the golden light in midair. Xue Qinghe's expression changed. What was he doing? Was he going to use his own Soul Power to condense a physical form?

How could that be possible?

Fortunately, Lin Xiao had System Daddy as his cheat. Otherwise, he truly would not have been able to accomplish it.

Golden light burst forth. The formerly unremarkable ball of gold transformed into a palm-sized golden dragon.

The golden dragon soared through the air, carrying a sacred aura as it roared toward the sky, its cry deafening.

Xue Qinghe stood there in a daze. Could this truly be done?

Was he really a Spirit Emperor?

Lin Xiao curled a finger, and the golden dragon in the sky seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, flying back into Lin Xiao's palm at high speed.

"Take a look." Lin Xiao walked over to Xue Qinghe and placed the golden dragon in his hand onto Xue Qinghe's palm.

Feeling its warmth, Xue Qinghe was shocked. "Teacher, it is alive."

Lin Xiao smiled. "This is life born through a vessel. Sacred aura possesses an extremely strong light attribute, and its uses are immense. Once your cultivation reaches a certain level in the future, you can even transform it into a hundred-meter golden dragon, capable of creating all things in the world!"

Looking at the tall Lin Xiao, Xue Qinghe's expression remained frozen for a long while. His teacher's words were worth more than ten years of study.

Especially when he felt the golden dragon's intimacy, he knew that this truly was his own Soul Power. It had actually become a living creature.

Lin Xiao secretly smiled. I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve. Learn away.

"Qinghe, starting today, cultivate here. You may rest only after you can transform another golden dragon from the one in your hand."

The little golden dragon rubbed against Xue Qinghe's palm and blinked its adorable eyes, as though saying, Come on.

When Xue Qinghe turned his head, Lin Xiao had already left the courtyard.

After he departed, Xue Qinghe stared blankly at the golden dragon in his hand. Not even his grandfather had ever taught him in such a way.

At that moment, two figures appeared behind Xue Qinghe at the same time.

The little golden dragon immediately flew vigilantly onto Xue Qinghe's shoulder, glaring coldly at the two people behind him and occasionally letting out piercing roars.

One was fat and the other thin, both clad in golden armor. When they saw what was on Xue Qinghe's shoulder, their expressions changed drastically.

"Golden Sacred Dragon! How is this possible? Was this truly condensed from the young master's Soul Power?"