Little Golden Dragon Reveals Its Might

Within the Heavenly Screen.

Under Yu Yuanzhen's worried gaze, Bai Fan steadily absorbed the thousand-year Soul Ring.

Unexpectedly, Bai Fan did not feel any pain during the absorption process.

The Golden Saint Python was successfully absorbed by Bai Fan.

Bai Fan slowly woke up and muttered to himself, As expected, everything has two sides. Although heaven made my martial soul mutation fail, I don't have to bear the pain of absorbing Soul Rings.

As Bai Fan circulated his soul power, a purple Soul Ring revolved around him, and the pig Luo Sanpao sprang out from his body.

Luo Sanpao underwent a tremendous change. A layer of golden light surrounded his skin, and his originally bloated body had slimmed down considerably.

Bai Fan crouched down and picked up his martial soul. "From now on, you'll be called Little Golden Dragon!"

"Even if our appearance isn't much to look at, our name has to sound imposing."

"Little Golden Dragon, unleash your first soul skill—Golden Dragon Breath."

A wave of golden energy burst from Little Golden Dragon's mouth, destroying all the trees and rocks before it.

Bai Fan stroked Little Golden Dragon's forehead. "Little Golden Dragon, you're amazing."

"It can actually unleash such a powerful attack?" Yu Yuanzhen muttered from the side.

Outside the Heavenly Screen.

"Impossible! How could this happen? Why didn't I think of that?" Yu Xiaogang clutched his head, his face filled with despair.

Yu Xiaogang recalled the times he had absorbed Soul Rings in the past. Indeed, he had never suffered much pain each time; it could even be said that he had felt nothing at all.

However, he had never attempted to absorb Soul Rings of higher age. His thinking had been constrained by cold, rigid data, and he had firmly believed in the conclusions he had drawn.

Now that his soul power was locked at rank 29, all that remained after learning this information was regret.

Watching the mighty Luo Sanpao within the Heavenly Screen, Yu Xiaogang found his current martial soul increasingly worthless.

He stubbornly consoled himself. "It's just a coincidence. A martial soul like this could never cultivate to rank 30."

The others at Shrek heard Xiaogang's self-consolation.

"Xiao Wu, how did you guys get to know this Grandmaster? I always feel like there's something wrong with him." Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiao Wu's ear and whispered.

"To tell you the truth, I don't think much of him either. But Third Brother respects him a lot, so I could only play along."

"He was the one who said, 'There are no useless martial souls, only useless Soul Masters.' Now he's calling his own martial soul useless and saying it can't cultivate to rank 30. His left brain is attacking his right brain, and his cerebrum is attacking his cerebellum."

"I really hope this Heavenly Screen slaps him hard across the face."

The two girls chatted back and forth like that.

Within the Heavenly Screen.

After obtaining his first Soul Ring, Bai Fan devoted himself to cultivation. His cultivation steadily improved, while Little Golden Dragon remained by his side every day, cultivating alongside him.

Time flew by. Bai Fan was now twelve years old, and his soul power had reached an astonishing rank 24.

"Does my martial soul still have flaws? Just cultivating blindly really won't do. I have to go out and travel for a while."

Reaching rank 24 in soul power at twelve was already extraordinary, but in Bai Fan's eyes, it was still not perfect enough.

Young Bai Fan packed his belongings and left the sect alone, setting out on his journey.

"Freedom really feels so good!"

After stopping and going along the way, he unknowingly arrived at Spirit City.

"Sugar cakes for sale! Cheap and tasty sugar cakes! Handsome young man, want a sugar cake? Buy one!"

"Handsome young man, it's so hot today. Why not buy a hat?"

"Handsome young man, you look quite distinguished. Would you be willing to let this old man tell your fortune?"

The bustling streets of Spirit City made Bai Fan feel completely at ease. In his previous life, he had never seen such a lively scene.

After graduating from university, he had lived the kind of upper-class life most people could hardly attain, spending every day between the warm comforts of home and the company. Deep down, he still longed for this unrefined street life.

Little Golden Dragon wriggled beside Bai Fan's leg, letting out soft cooing noises.

"You want something to eat?"

"Coo."

"You want sugar cake?"

"Coo."

Bai Fan smiled helplessly. "You're a carnivore, and you eat vegetarian food too? Don't turn into that pig that only knows how to fart."

"Boss, give me one sugar cake."

"Right away, customer." The sugar-cake seller smiled so broadly that his eyes nearly disappeared.

The vendor fed a huge piece of sugar cake into Little Golden Dragon's mouth, and Little Golden Dragon finished it in two bites.

"Coo, coo." Little Golden Dragon continued rubbing against Bai Fan's calf.

"You still want more?"

"Coo."

Bai Fan shook his head helplessly. "Boss, keep feeding him until he's full."

"Wahaha, certainly, customer. Wahaha." The vendor could not stop laughing, while his hands never paused for even a moment.

"Boss, what are you laughing about?"

"Nothing. I just thought of something happy."

Bai Fan did not think much of it and quietly waited nearby.

Just as Little Golden Dragon finished every sugar cake on the vendor's stall, Bibi Dong, dressed in a pink skirt, arrived before the stall. "Boss, give me a small piece of sugar cake as usual."

"I'm sorry, miss, but the sugar cakes are sold out today."

"Bullshit. You sold out something this expensive in one day?"

"I'm not lying. A kind-hearted fool... handsome young man bought them all."

Bai Fan seemed to catch something suspicious in those words and hurriedly asked the stall owner, "Wait, how much are these sugar cakes?"

"Hehe, ten gold soul coins per liang. Your pet just ate ten jin in total, so it comes to one thousand gold soul coins."

Bai Fan casually felt around in his pockets. He had only a handful of gold soul coins left, and looking at the vendor's crafty grin, his heart was full of curses.

"Little Golden Dragon, we'll split up and run later. If you get caught, I'm not saving you."

"Boss, how do you intend to pay?"

"Why are you asking me? I didn't eat them. Ask whoever ate them for the money!" Bai Fan flung his remaining few gold soul coins into the vendor's hand, then turned and ran.

Little Golden Dragon waddled after Bai Fan with its belly swollen, still cooing nonstop.

"Catch that rascal! Help me catch that rascal!" the sugar-cake vendor shouted, and the street instantly descended into chaos.

Watching Bai Fan flee, the young Bibi Dong covered her mouth and giggled. "What a fool. He actually bought something without asking the price."

For some reason, Bibi Dong became curious about this boy she had met for the first time, and she quietly followed after him.

Bai Fan exhausted all his strength fleeing from Spirit City, then collapsed onto the ground.

Little Golden Dragon lay down beside him as well.

"Go on, get away from me. It's all your fault. You just had to eat that sugar cake. Now look what happened—we're wanted."

Little Golden Dragon lowered its head aggrievedly.

"I caught you!" Bibi Dong appeared behind him like a ghost. Her long nails lightly scraped across Bai Fan's back, making an eerie sound.

"Ahhh! A ghost!"

Seeing Bai Fan's terrified expression, Bibi Dong burst into silvery laughter.