How touching.
But I said it already—you two will surrender, and I will take the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame. Otherwise, you die.
The siblings trembled, exchanging a determined look.
"If you want us to submit willingly… then dream on.
We'll fight to the death!"
Their auras surged—they were about to use a desperate secret art.
Xiao Yan blinked, speechless.
Seriously? In the last life you knelt instantly.
Where was this backbone then?
But he didn't actually want to kill them.
Keeping them alive meant two powerful subordinates....and free access to all treasures in the Beast Mountains.
He sighed.
"You two serve me for ten years, and I will help both of you evolve to 8th rank."
The moment Xiao Yan's offer fell, the once ferocious White Tiger siblings froze.
Their surging aura wavered—hope flickered in their eyes.
"Are you… telling the truth?"
Xiao Yan smiled lightly.
"I can take out a Heavenly-rank Dou Skill. Naturally, I can also take out a cultivation art capable of evolving your White Tiger bloodline."
He paused.
"Tell me… have you ever heard of the White Tiger Saint Transformation Art?"
The instant those words landed, the siblings' expressions changed drastically.
Shock...then unrestrained joy...lit up their faces.
The White Tiger Saint Transformation Art was a Heavenly-rank beast-type cultivation method created by a 9th-rank White Tiger Saint in ancient times.
It was tailor-made for the White Tiger clan.
Master it, and one could break genetic shackles and ascend to the fabled 9th rank.
Even failing that, stepping into 8th rank was almost guaranteed.
Seeing their excited faces, Xiao Yan shook his head.
"Don't be happy too soon."
"Since I don't fully trust you, I'll plant a soul mark in both of your spirits.
From today, your lives will temporarily be under my command."
The siblings' faces darkened at once.
Bai Xue bit her lip, unwilling.
"How do we know it's real? If you trick us into accepting a soul mark and have no Saint Transformation Art at all, wouldn't we be throwing our lives away?"
Being branded by a soul mark was equivalent to surrendering life and death.
Even for them.....tyrants of the Beast Mountain Range.....this was difficult to swallow.
Xiao Yan's face turned cold.
"You have no qualification to bargain. This is me giving you dignity.
If you refuse… your White Tiger bloodline disappears from the Northwest today."
Behind him, the monstrous Heaven-Sealing Finger trembled, its killing pressure suffocating the siblings.
They could tell.....Xiao Yan was almost out of patience.
One strike would wipe them out.
White Han finally stepped forward, gritting his teeth.
"We can submit. But… I have one condition."
Xiao Yan frowned, killing intent building.
"If it isn't excessive, I will consider it. Test my patience again, and I end this."
White Han sighed helplessly.
"Can you… not enslave us in front of so many magical beasts? We were their rulers once."
Xiao Yan blinked, staring at the siblings whose ears had turned faintly red.
After a moment, he nodded.
"Dismiss them. The Heaven-Sealing Finger will not disperse until I've secured your lives."
White Han let out a weak roar
"Leave. All of you."
The surrounding hundreds of beasts hesitated, then dispersed one by one.
None dared stay.....after all, even their king had been severely injured by one strike.
Once the beasts were gone, Xiao Yan spoke calmly
"Open your souls. Do not resist. Otherwise, your spirits will be damaged."
Though unwilling, the siblings eventually nodded.
Moments later, after two painful tiger roars, Xiao Yan retracted his soul power, face pale.
Branding two 7th-rank magical beasts was far more taxing than a human.
He steadied himself.
"Take me to the Myriad Beast Spirit Flame. Once I rest, I'll teach you the Saint Transformation Art."
"Yes, Master."
Now fully subdued....and tempted by the promise of evolution.....they obeyed without protest.
They led Xiao Yan deep into the highest mountain.
Inside the grand palace built into the mountainside, rare treasures were scattered casually everywhere. Xiao Yan couldn't help but smile.
"As expected of the Beast Mountain's rulers… quite the collection."
After traveling through a long underground passage, scorching heat slammed into them.
Below lay a crimson land bordering flowing magma.
White beast bones covered the landscape....
hundreds of thousands of them.
And at the center, a multicolored flame floated quietly.
Thin threads of beast fire rose from nearby corpses, drifting slowly into the flame.
Even the White Tiger siblings stared at it with burning desire.
The Myriad Beast Spirit Flame.
Born from a 9th-rank beast fire, then forged by countless beast flames over centuries, it was capable of refining bloodlines and awakening hidden potential.
It was the ultimate form of the Beast-Nurturing Flame.....and strong enough to qualify for the Heavenly Flame Ranking.
Xiao Yan smiled softly.
A full year since his rebirth....
Finally, his first Heavenly Flame.
"Good. Let's return."
Though confused why he didn't refine it immediately, the siblings obeyed and led him back to their palace.
Xiao Yan sat down and meditated for half an hour.
Then he opened his eyes.
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