Yue Guan, I'm Really Going to Take Control of You!

Lin Yichen waited until the sound of Bibi Dong's heels had faded into the distance before withdrawing his gaze and staring at the left arm bone in his hand.

Moonlight-like patterns flickered faintly across the left arm bone.

"What a pity. Huo Yuhao's spirit ring had a spiritual imprint, while mine only has an attack skill."

Although Lin Yichen wanted an offensive move, this ability was still far inferior to the Silvermoon Wolf's imprint.

Still, the happiest way to live was to be content with what one had.

Having an offensive soul skill was pretty good already.

With that in mind, Lin Yichen stopped hesitating. He looked around the treasure vault, found a relatively open spot, and sat down cross-legged, laying the Silvermoon Wolf Left Arm Bone flat over his left arm.

He poured soul power into the soul bone.

"Fuck!"

The sudden pain caught Lin Yichen off guard. Logically speaking, with the strength of a Soul Emperor and his physical condition, absorbing a fifty-thousand-year soul bone should have been effortless.

Yet during the absorption process, there was even a lava-like burning pain.

But this soul bone didn't have a fire attribute.

And once the heat passed, an icy chill abruptly descended.

Ice and fire, huh.

Lin Yichen circulated his power with all his strength. The soul core in his dantian spun at high speed, continuously drawing in the soul power nourished by the soul bones in this treasure vault.

It seemed to have faintly stirred the soul bone into a state of excitement.

"As expected of a Silvermoon Wolf... so overbearing and ferocious."

That said, Silvermoon Wolves were all-element soul beasts capable of freely wielding every kind of element. Naturally, sensations of fire, lightning, ice, and the like would appear.

Elemental power surged through his body.

"Hmm?"

A voice came from the doorway, carrying three parts curiosity, three parts scrutiny, and four parts of an indescribable teasing amusement.

Lin Yichen looked up and saw a man leaning casually against the doorframe. He wore a white robe embroidered with golden patterns, and though his features were handsome, they carried a faintly feminine air.

That posture, that voice...

It was naturally Chrysanthemum Douluo, Yue Guan. To put it bluntly, he was neither quite man nor woman.

"His Holiness the Pope asked me to protect you. There's nothing seriously wrong, so fuse with it without worry. Leave everything to me."

He had been idly playing with a flower in his hand. It appeared to be his martial soul—the Velvet Skyreach Chrysanthemum.

Lin Yichen was at a critical point in the fusion process and naturally had no attention to spare for him. He merely breathed a little more heavily, which counted as a greeting.

Yue Guan was in no hurry. He simply leaned against the doorway and watched quietly, his golden eyes glowing faintly in the dim treasure vault.

Every now and then, though, he would let out an approving "Oh."

Lin Yichen also noticed that there was no jealousy whatsoever in Chrysanthemum Douluo's gaze.

Forget it. With his useless martial soul, Yue Guan probably believed that Bibi Dong had taken him in.

Naturally, he could not be compared with Bibi Dong's direct disciple.

At last, he was about to break through the final barrier!

It was the savage nature left behind by the Silvermoon Wolf, the soul bone's original owner.

A fifty-thousand-year soul beast could be slain in Lin Yichen's current state, but it would take far too much time.

As Lin Yichen's soul wrestled with it, an idea suddenly struck him!

Silvermoon Wolves relied on the moon to provide soul power. Anything connected to the moon could draw their attention.

And wasn't the origin essence of the Moon Palace Branch within Lin Yichen's body a heavenly treasure born from bathing in the essence of moonlight?

Lin Yichen immediately stopped hesitating and used the force of his soul core to circulate the spiritual power carried by the Moon Palace Branch.

He "soothed" the Silvermoon Wolf. Sure enough, the Silvermoon Wolf soul, which had just been glaring furiously, now became far more docile.

Lin Yichen believed that if the spiritual power circulated a few more times, this Silvermoon Wolf would collapse without a fight.

But Lin Yichen had overlooked one thing.

That was Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan, who was guarding him...

Chrysanthemum Douluo cherished plants as dearly as his life, so naturally he could sense the state of Lin Yichen's soul power fluctuations.

That was the scent of a heavenly treasure!

Chrysanthemum Douluo's expression changed drastically. As he inhaled the spiritual power naturally bursting from Lin Yichen's dantian, his heart cried out in shock.

A blissful, intoxicated expression appeared on his face as well.

"Ah~~~~~"

He truly matched his personality from the original work.

He even sat cross-legged beside Lin Yichen, still clutching that flower in his hand.

He was monopolizing the spiritual power of Lin Yichen's Moon Palace Branch.

How domineering! How selfish!

Naturally, Lin Yichen would not allow that to happen, so he quietly released a thread of seductive aura.

It happened to envelop Chrysanthemum Douluo.

At that moment, Chrysanthemum Douluo was wholly focused on sensing Lin Yichen's Moon Palace Branch and naturally had no attention to spare for the aura beside him.

So be slowly eroded by it!

I'm really going to take control of you!

Before he knew it, Chrysanthemum Douluo began to feel uncomfortable all over.

His body gradually heated up. A strange restlessness spread from the core of his martial soul.

It tempted him.

Tempted him to release his martial soul and resonate with the soul power.

Yue Guan's brow faintly furrowed. Deep in his consciousness, he vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

This temptation was too powerful. Even for a Rank 95 Titled Douluo as strong as him, if he remained immersed in it much longer, he would find it extremely difficult to resist.

Yet the spiritual power of the Moon Palace Branch was simply too tempting, and he could not bear to interrupt this feast.

Lin Yichen secretly rejoiced.

This was a positive feedback loop.

Chrysanthemum Douluo was entirely focused on cultivating with the Moon Palace Branch's spiritual power, so naturally he could not pay attention to Lin Yichen's seductive aura.

And the source of Lin Yichen's seductive aura was the Moon Palace Branch.

The more Chrysanthemum Douluo wanted to resist the temptation, the more his body and mind craved to continue cultivating with the Moon Palace Branch.

In the end, he would obediently release his soul power and resonate with it.

"D-Damn..."

There was already a tremor in Chrysanthemum Douluo's voice. He had clearly been seduced.

Next came the control!

"Release your soul power..."

Lin Yichen withdrew himself and gave a soft hum. Though his voice was quiet, it became an unquestionable command in Chrysanthemum Douluo's ears.

"This kind of spiritual power..."

Yue Guan's fingers finally loosened. The Velvet Skyreach Chrysanthemum left his palm and gently floated in midair.

Its petals bloomed more fully than before, as though luxuriantly flowering beneath the moonlight.

Chrysanthemum Douluo's body also leaned faintly forward, moving a little closer in Lin Yichen's direction.

"This kind of spiritual power..."

Yue Guan closed his eyes, his voice now carrying a trace of intoxication.

"...The finest of the finest... Your Holiness the Pope... where did you pick up such a treasure..."

The corner of Lin Yichen's lips curled slightly. Seizing this opening, he drove his soul core to its limit.

The Moon Palace Branch's spiritual power surged like a tide toward the remnant soul of the Silvermoon Wolf within his left arm.

The Silvermoon Wolf, which had still been struggling faintly, finally gave up. The ferocity in its eyes gradually gave way to confusion.

"Good~"

Within the sea of consciousness, Lin Yichen's soul gently stroked its head, his voice carrying a trace of soothing warmth.

The Silvermoon Wolf finally lowered its head. Its soul body slowly dispersed, ultimately turning into a ball of light that merged into Lin Yichen's left arm.

Success!

The Silvermoon Wolf Left Arm Bone!

Lin Yichen exhaled a breath of stale air and slowly opened his eyes. An unprecedented sense of fullness came from his left arm.

Across from him, Chrysanthemum Douluo also staggered to his feet, his face flushed red.

Yet he was still forcing himself to hold on, trying to maintain the dignity of a Titled Douluo.

"Finished absorbing it? Let's go... report to the academy..."