Chapter 7: Dragon's Might Suppresses Star Seeds
"Ziling, go play over there for a bit, I'm going to cultivate."
Ye Feiyang gently set Ziling down from his body, speaking casually.
"Awoo~ Okay."
Ziling whimpered, flapped her tiny wings, and settled at the foot of the bed, slowly closing her eyes.
"No, wait!"
Ye Feiyang stared in shock at Ziling, who was now sleeping at the foot of the bed. He carefully recalled what had just happened, then looked down at himself.
"I can actually understand Ziling's words. Could it be that I know the Dragon language!?"
As for whether he truly knew Dragon language, no one could give him an answer, as Ziling was the only dragon there. Even Uncle Fu was not present.
Ye Feiyang shook his head, calmed his mind, and focused his attention on his spiritual Space Element.
Ye Feiyang's spiritual power transformed into a rope, which he flung towards the seven disobedient Star Seeds that were wildly flying around.
The spiritual rope easily snared one of them. He then tried to pull it back onto the right path, but it resisted fiercely.
Under the Star Seed's strenuous struggle, the rope gradually became ethereal and eventually broke free.
However, the Star Seed, after its struggle, was clearly exhausted; even its flight speed was much slower than before.
"Awoo~"
Just as Ye Feiyang's spiritual body watched in astonishment, a soft, adorable roar echoed through his Space Element Star Dust.
The next second, those Star Seeds froze in place, trembling like mice encountering a cat. The spiritual body of the little dragon, formed by Ziling, extended her claws and neatly arranged the Star Seeds one by one.
Ye Feiyang tried to mentally control the Star Seeds, only to find them surprisingly obedient. They wouldn't resist no matter what posture he put them in, as if they had been under his control for a long time. It felt very much like a fox borrowing a tiger's prestige.
"If Ziling isn't here, will these Star Seeds still obey me?"
Thinking of this, Ye Feiyang prepared to test it, waving his hand at Ziling.
"Ziling, please step out for a moment."
"Awoo~"
Ziling nodded and left the Space Element Star Dust.
As soon as Ziling left, the previously docile Star Seeds became like wild horses running unbridled, refusing to be disciplined, flying wildly around just as before.
Seeing this, Ye Feiyang understood. Only when Ziling was present could he use her Dragon's Might to make those Star Seeds obedient.
Following this, Ye Feiyang also tried the same with the Summoning系 Star Dust, but Ziling's Dragon's Might had no effect on the Summoning系 Star Seeds.
Ye Feiyang felt a bit regretful about this, but not disappointed, as he hadn't held any expectations for it. Ziling being able to subdue his Space Element Star Seeds was already an unexpected pleasant surprise. If she could even intimidate the Summoning系 Star Seeds, that would truly be defying the heavens.
Not only that, he also figured out why he could communicate with Ziling: they had already signed a contract. Ye Feiyang could even feel a Contract Space within his consciousness, and this Contract Space was exclusive to Ziling.
Ye Feiyang picked up his phone and dialed a number.
"Hey, old man, I have something to tell you."
After speaking, Ye Feiyang moved the phone away from his ear.
"You brat, you better have something important, or else this old man will go to Bo City right now and spank your backside!"
The next second, Pang Lai's furious growl came through the phone.
Once Pang Lai's voice gradually faded, Ye Feiyang put the phone back to his ear, chuckling.
"Old man, it's naturally something big. Otherwise, how would I dare disturb your peaceful dreams?"
Then, Ye Feiyang spoke in a serious tone.
"Master, I have a Contracted Beast."
"Contracted Beast? You brat are only at the Elementary-tier, where would you get a Contracted Beast?"
Pang Lai instinctively questioned, then seemed to recall something, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
"You didn't contract the creature that hatched from that egg, did you!?"
"But that doesn't make sense, where would you get a Contract Space at the Elementary-tier!?"
"It hatched from the egg. As for why I have a Contract Space, I don't know either, but it does exist."
Ye Feiyang said, bewildered.
"What kind of creature hatched from that egg?"
Pang Lai's curiosity was piqued, and he asked, puzzled.
"It's not some rare creature, just a dragon, that's all."
Ye Feiyang's lips curved slightly upwards, speaking unhurriedly.
Hearing Ye Feiyang's words, Pang Lai's mouth twitched. Why did Fei Yang's tone sound so punchable!
He said one sentence and then hung up the phone.
"I'm going to Bo City now."
Pang Lai placed his phone on the bedside, his eyes gleaming. With a slight wave of his hand, a gentle breeze carried a long robe, draping it over Pang Lai's body. He muttered to himself,
"This brat, hatching a dragon and calling it 'just a dragon.' He actually dares to show off in front of this old man. When I get there, I'll spank his backside."
"I didn't expect a dragon to hatch. I just don't know if it's a Sub-Dragon or a True Dragon. With such a natural anomaly, it's probably a True Dragon. If that's truly the case, that brat Fei Yang has really stepped in dog poop luck and will soar to great heights."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Feiyang looked down at Ziling, who had somehow crawled into his arms, and began to inspect the Space Ring Pang Lai had given him, to see what good things his master had brought him.
After placing everything on the bed, Ye Feiyang's mouth twitched.
There was a Control Magic Tool, a Star Dust Magic Tool, a set of armor, a pair of boots, a refreshing potion, and some Summoning系 auxiliary equipment. There were even one or two thumb-sized stones shimmering with flowing light.
It could be said that everything Pang Lai had prepared for him was very precious, but the one thing he hadn't prepared for Ye Feiyang was money.
Ye Feiyang first tried controlling it. After just an hour of control, his head felt swollen, and his spirit was exhausted. Then he put on the Star Dust Magic Tool and closed his eyes again, trying to empty his mind.
Five hours later, Ye Feiyang slowly opened his eyes, exhaling a mouthful of turbid air. He reached up and rubbed his somewhat swollen head, murmuring,
"Mo Fan can cultivate for ten hours, but I, like everyone else in this world, can only cultivate for five hours. Is it because I'm reincarnated and not transmigrated?"
Ye Feiyang never dwelled on things he couldn't understand, lest he needlessly add to his worries. Anyway, with his current cultivation speed, even if Mo Fan could cultivate for ten hours, he might not catch up. After all, he was a 'pay-to-win' player, and with Ziling's assistance, his Space Element was like a combination of 'pay-to-win' and 'cheating.'
Ye Feiyang leaned back, falling onto the bed. He closed his eyes, using sleep to replenish his recently expended mental energy.
"Ah Fu, some things are not good to discuss over the phone. Now, tell me in detail about the hatching process of that egg."
Pang Lai stood by the window, hands clasped behind his back, speaking in a deep voice.
Uncle Fu nodded and recounted everything that had happened last night in full detail.
"Dark clouds covering the entire Bo City, even brewing thunder. Such an anomaly is truly significant. The newborn dragon carries a rich source of Space Element!?
"The dragon hadn't even broken out of the egg when it connected with Fei Yang through a magic array and signed a contract!?"
Pang Lai kept muttering, the surprise in his eyes growing more intense. Finally, he looked at Uncle Fu and said, foolishly,
"Ah Fu, are you sure you're not joking with me?"
"Master, although this matter is hard to believe, it is the truth. Could it be that Young Master Fei Yang's talent isn't innate dual-element, but rather having a Contract Space at the Elementary-tier of Summoning?"
Uncle Fu's face showed a wry smile as he said softly.
"It's no use for the two of us to discuss this here. Let's go see Fei Yang."