Inside the grand hall.
Several moments passed before Li Ping withdrew his hand from the beautiful woman's head.
Sensing that the restriction binding her sea of consciousness had truly vanished, Meng Wanjun could not help feeling a flicker of loss.
During the days when her young master was away, the restriction within her had been like a bridge, linking her tightly to him.
Now the restriction was gone.
Though she had ostensibly gained her freedom, which was a good thing, she felt she had actually lost far more.
Ah, now I'm no different from anyone else in the young master's eyes.
Li Ping could more or less guess what Meng Wanjun was thinking.
But he believed her conduct over nearly two hundred years had earned his trust, so there was no need to keep controlling her with a restriction.
In the years to come, Meng Wanjun would still be of great use to him.
As he considered this, Li Ping put on a stern expression and asked, "How has your research into beast taming techniques been going all these years? You haven't neglected it, have you?"
For other beast tamers, successfully raising a third-tier spirit beast generally meant their beast taming skills had reached the third tier.
But Meng Wanjun was different. When she raised dragon-blooded spirit beasts, the Dragon-Tender bloodline within her gave her beast taming skills an enormous boost.
Even if her skills were lacking, her special bloodline let her make a brick fly through sheer strength.
The Earthrock Python was dragon-blooded. Though the true dragon bloodline within it was so thin as to be negligible, it was still a dragon descendant, and its physique still resembled that of a true dragon.
Thus, raising the Earthrock Python to the third tier was not enough to prove Meng