Chapter 14: Mist Cloud Fox

As Reon activated the Technique Insight Ticket to cultivate the Soulbound Beast Command technique, an overwhelming flood of knowledge rushed into his mind.

Unlike ordinary cultivation, where each step was painstakingly slow, this was a direct infusion of understanding—an almost divine clarity.

He felt as though he had tapped into the very essence of the technique itself, like unlocking a door to a hidden world where the mysteries of controlling beasts lay bare before him.

His body pulsed with a new energy, and his mind expanded, as though layers of fog had been lifted, revealing intricate patterns and flows of spiritual energy within the technique.

He could see it clearly now.

The Soulbound Beast Command Technique wasn't just a method—it was a living rhythm, a dance of power and will.

Patterns of Qi flowed through his senses, delicate yet profound, linking the spiritual with the primal.

"Incredible..." he breathed, eyes widening. "I can feel them now."

And He could feel them—the beast spirits.

Wild. Powerful. Untamed.

But now, they no longer resisted him. They didn't fight back or snarl at his presence.

They listened.

They yielded.

It was as if they recognized something new in him—authority.

His Qi aligned with theirs, moving as one. Every thread, every pulse of the technique unfolded before him like pages of a sacred scroll.

The bond between him and the beast spirits tightened. He could hear their roars in the distance of his mind, feel the heat of their breath, the beat of their hearts.

It was like staring into the eyes of beasts long forgotten… and watching them bow.

His soul trembled, but not with fear.

With power.

With connection.

And then—

[Ding!]

A crisp chime echoed in Reon's mind.

[Congratulations. The Host has successfully cultivated the Soulbound Beast Command Technique to the Intermediate Stage.]

[Beast Qi Awakened: The Host can now channel this energy into a beast companion, enabling synchronized combat.]

[Beast Control Proficiency has significantly increased.]

He realized that he had successfully cultivated the Soulbound Beast Command Technique to the Intermediate Stage in one go.

From this point forward, he would need to dedicate more practice to advance further in mastering the technique.

A rush of excitement burned through Reon.

He wanted to test it—now.

"Let's see if this bond is real—and if I can truly command the Mist Cloud Beast."

He closed his eyes, focused on his Beast Qi, and summoned his Mist Cloud Fox.

In an instant, a shimmering mist swirled in front of him, and from within it, the graceful form of the Mist Cloud Fox emerged.

Her sleek, silver fur glistened with a faint ethereal glow, and her piercing blue eyes locked onto Reon with a mix of curiosity and recognition.

Reon stared, momentarily breathless.

"She's... beautiful," he thought, captivated by the elegance and mystique that radiated from her presence.

The bond between them pulsed—stronger than before. Alive.

Reon reached out, letting his Qi flow into her. She didn't resist. Instead, her energy surged to meet his, intertwining like vines growing toward the sun.

Their thoughts brushed against each other.

He saw her instincts.

She felt his will.

The mist thickened, responding to the bond, wrapping them both in a cocoon of shared power.

A growl rumbled low in the fox's throat—smooth, resonant.

Reon's chest swelled with pride.

This wasn't just a partnership.

This was a fusion of spirit and soul.

He had gained more than a technique—he had gained a true companion.

The days that followed melted into each other.

Time meant nothing.

Reon trained without rest, immersed in the flow of Beast Qi. He and the Mist Cloud Fox moved as one, practicing and refining.

The world outside faded to silence.

Only the technique mattered.

Hours passed like moments. Moments passed like dreams.

Four days slipped by unnoticed.

Then—suddenly—he felt it.

A shift in the air.

Reality returned like a cold wind.

His eyes opened, blinking through the dim candlelight.

The flickering flame cast long, shifting shadows on the walls, while the first light of morning crept in—strange and unfamiliar after so long spent in trance.

Knock!

Knock!

The sound echoed like thunder in the quiet room.

Reon didn't move right away.

He stared at the door.

His expression changed—serious, sharp.

A whisper slipped from his lips, calm but heavy with meaning:

"It seems the day has finally come… for Xue Taiyang to die."