A Bet—You're Invincible, But I Can Cheat

Faced with the warning of the two beasts, Nangong Lingyun and Angel Yan both looked completely unbothered.

Even the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger didn't show a trace of pressure on her face.

She knew very well—whether it was her master or that ice-cold-faced woman—both their martial souls had spatial attributes.

And there was no helping it. Spatial abilities were just that powerful. They were invincible. They allowed one to do as they pleased.

Angel Yan took a step forward, and countless surging purplish-red flames suddenly burst from her body,

Enveloping her entirely as the true aura of a peak powerhouse erupted in full.

She had shown courtesy before combat, but during that "courtesy," she hadn't gone all out.

It was hard to describe what it felt like when a Level 99 innate Holy Flame True Qi exploded at full force—

Like an extra sun suddenly appeared overhead, even one's soul felt as if it were burning.

The surrounding air instantly turned scorching hot, numerous trees spontaneously combusted, and the searing heat wave made the air swell, blowing up a fierce wind.

"You can't hold me back,"

Yan parted her red lips slightly,

Her calm words sounded like she was stating the most obvious fact.

Yet it made the faces of the Golden Lion King, Golden Tiger King, and Golden Lion-Tiger instantly darken in shock and dread.

What shocked them wasn't Angel Yan's strength, but the fact that their bodies were trembling.

As 100,000-year-old soul beasts with golden bloodlines, their strength could rival many ferocious beasts.

This was the first time they had been suppressed to such an extent.

The standoff lasted a while. Just as Nangong Lingyun was about to speak, another voice beat him to it.

The massive body of the Golden Tiger King suddenly knelt to the ground,

Tears welled up in its enormous tiger eyes like a mountain spring, and its despairing voice trembled as it spoke:

"Let me become your soul ring. I can willingly offer the most domineering Soul Sacrifice and ensure its success. Please… spare my child."

The Lion King and Little Lion-Tiger were both visibly shaken by these words.

The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger quickly waved its claws and raised its voice in explanation:

**"Respected Tiger King, Lion King—you misunderstand.My master's martial soul is extremely special. Becoming his soul ring through a contract doesn't require death—not even the body, soul, intelligence, or consciousness will be lost.

On the contrary, you'll actually gain tremendous benefits from it.

I myself am his third soul ring from the Beast Taming Martial Soul. You can examine my condition carefully."**

"What do you mean?"

The Golden Tiger King was a bit confused, and the Lion King's expression changed from frustration and rage to puzzlement.

So the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger repeated its previous explanation to the Golden Lion-Tiger, only this time in more detail.

The three beasts stared at the evidence provided by Nangong Lingyun—the Blue Silver Emperor and Thunder Hell Vine he released.

Their expressions grew awkward, and all six of their eyes suddenly became "clear."

After a moment, the Lion King muttered in disbelief:

"How can a martial soul like this even exist?"

Hearing this, Nangong Lingyun secretly let out a sigh of relief.

Though things were still undecided and variables remained, at least the situation wouldn't turn ugly anymore.

This misunderstanding had unexpectedly made things simpler and smoother.

It's like trying to open a window and everyone says no, but when you ask to open the door, they beg you to at least crack a window instead.

Compared to being hunted, becoming a tamed beast was clearly much easier to accept.

He smiled and said:

**"Seniors, for many other soul beasts—even beings like the former Dark Demon Evil God Tiger or 100,000-year Sky Azure Bull Python—a bloodline of the Golden Lion-Tiger's quality would've seemed absolutely impossible to exist based on their original knowledge and experience.

But this world is vast—far bigger than anyone imagines.

The scenery I seek to witness and the legacy I aim to create lie far beyond the skies. That's the reason I went through all this trouble to come here and find you."**

The air fell silent again.

The three beasts were struggling with their thoughts—

Becoming a tamed beast was indeed much easier to accept than becoming a soul ring, but making that decision still wasn't easy.

Especially for parents.

But to refuse…

With a peerless Douluo involved, it was clear today wouldn't end peacefully.

Several minutes passed before the Golden Lion-Tiger finally broke the silence:

"Xiao Heizi, are you still in control of your mind? Were you brainwashed?"

Hearing that nickname, the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's face instantly darkened.

This damn nickname—was it really impossible to move past it?

He grumbled:

"Of course I'm myself."

"Then how many bones did I break last time, how long did it take, and what was the last thing I said to you?"

"Do you really have to ask that?"

The big black tiger suddenly shut his eyes and bowed his head deeply. His once-fierce aura turned incredibly bashful.

He'd roamed the Star Dou Forest for over ten thousand years, killing gods and slaying demons, even barking dogs would get slapped if they crossed his path.

He'd only suffered a few losses in his entire life, and now he had to publicly recount his most humiliating moment? How was he supposed to hold his head up after this?

The Golden Lion-Tiger seemed to greatly enjoy watching the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger squirm.

A strangely human-like smile appeared on its face:

"Xiao Heizi, you wouldn't want your master to fail at contracting a suitable soul beast just because of your pathetic pride and end up punished, right?"

**"All my bones… I lost count. The whole fight lasted under three minutes. That final blow took two or three seconds.

And your last words were: 'Come play again sometime.' Satisfied now?"**

The black beast collapsed to the ground like his soul had left him, his paws covering his face like some tragic farce.

Across from him, the Golden Lion-Tiger's eyes widened in shock.

It was actually true?

After two seconds of stunned silence, the Golden Lion-Tiger turned serious:

**"I would rather self-destruct than become the lackey of a weakling. So, I want to make a bet. Let's decide this through battle.

If you win, I'll willingly become your tamed beast. If I win, you let us go—and you're not allowed to harm my parents.

I've already sensed the aura within your body—it's not like an ordinary Soul Sect's. The fact that you subdued Xiao Heizi proves it.

This should be a fair request, right?"**

A trace of hesitation flashed across Nangong Lingyun's face.

It wasn't that he lacked confidence, but the Golden Lion-Tiger, at eighty thousand years old, was way past the point where confidence made much difference.

Even an average Titled Douluo might not last a few rounds against it.

And although the beast said the terms were "fair,"

An eighty-thousand-year soul beast versus a twelve-year-old Soul Sect? How was that remotely fair?

Missing out on a tamed beast of this quality due to a stubborn mistake would be something he'd regret forever.

After a moment of thought, Nangong Lingyun took a deep breath and said:

"Can I have one day to consider it?"

"No problem."

The Golden Lion-Tiger nodded like a woodpecker.

Its thinking was exactly what Nangong Lingyun feared—it was confident it couldn't lose. And if by some miracle it did lose… well, anyone who could defeat a divine beast at twelve years old would be worth following anyway.

"Sis, don't let them run off."

After leaving this instruction to Angel Yan, Nangong Lingyun immediately disappeared into the Beast Taming Space.

For others, this situation might've been a death trap, because you couldn't be sure whether the Golden Lion-Tiger truly had the guts to self-destruct.

But for him—there was a third option.

He could cheat.

(End of Chapter)