Zuo Changlu looked at the two Winged Sword Tigers before him, one male and one female. Their innate, sword-sharp wings had vanished; now they were nothing more than two adorable little kittens acting cute.
"They actually shed their Mortal Tiger Bloodline completely. Their future looks promising..."
Zuo Changlu nodded. "Pick one each and establish a Spirit Beast Contract first. When your mom and I leave, we'll take these two little things along and train them properly for you."
"I want the female tiger!" Zuo Xiaoduo raised his hand.
"No!" Zuo Xiaonian's beautiful eyes widened in a glare. "What do you mean by that?"
"I want the male tiger!" Zuo Xiaoduo immediately changed his mind, accepting good advice as readily as water flowed downhill.
Backing down was an attitude. Backing down was wisdom. Backing down was a way of retreating in order to advance... yes, that was it.
"..."
Wu Yuting was speechless for a moment.
And so it was settled: the female tiger went to Zuo Xiaonian, and the male tiger went to Zuo Xiaoduo.
Ignoring the two little tigers' snarling protests, Zuo Xiaoduo took out a knife and drew the contracts on their foreheads.
As a top student who had repeated his grade for five years, Zuo Xiaoduo understood these fundamentals very well indeed.
Two illusory rings of light appeared as expected. Zuo Xiaoduo and Zuo Xiaonian each pricked a finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and dripped it into the very center of a ring.
In an instant, the rings abruptly contracted. The larger portion entered the little tigers' bodies, while the smaller portion entered Zuo Xiaoduo's and Zuo Xiaonian's bodies.
The moment the rings vanished, both seemed to sense something, as though some sort of connection had formed between them and the tigers before them. They