Chapter 101: Soul Repercussion!

Suddenly, a powerful aura emerged. In an instant, it locked onto Xiao Yang.

“Who’s there?” he asked cautiously, scanning his surroundings.

A voice abruptly rang out, impossible to pinpoint its origin.

“Are you the brat who’s been bullying my juniors?”

The voice boomed like a mighty bell, making ears ring.

Xiao Yang was deeply puzzled. When had he ever bullied this person’s juniors? He thought for a moment and realized he had recently offended quite a few people, but he couldn’t figure out who this fellow’s juniors might be.

“Speak plainly! What’s the point of beating around the bush?” the voice demanded.

“All right, all right! You’ve got guts. Let’s see if you’d still dare say that when I come out,” the voice sneered coldly.

In the next moment, a shadowy figure enveloped Xiao Yang. He tilted his head slightly and his brows twitched violently.

A vast shadow was rapidly descending—at least twenty to thirty meters wide—a terrifying beast.

“Damn!” Xiao Yang quickly dodged away.

Just as he moved, a deafening crash erupted behind him, followed by a cloud of dust.

“Cough, cough! What the hell is that?” he muttered.

As the dust settled, a colossal creature came into view. Xiao Yang was taken aback.

Before him stood a white tiger over twenty meters long, and it bore a pair of pristine white wings.

This reminded Xiao Yang of a legendary creature—the Western Sacred White Tiger!

Instantly, he was unsettled. When had he provoked such a beast? Thinking back, he hadn’t even bullied a cat recently, let alone a tiger. How could he have possibly wronged this creature’s juniors?

“Kid, speak!” the white tiger lowered its head slightly, gazing down at Xiao Yang.

Goosebumps prickled over Xiao Yang’s skin. How was he supposed to fight this? This white tiger was at least at the level of a Demon King. Even the ruler of the Northern Dipper Kingdom might not stand a chance against it.

“Scan!” Xiao Yang commanded internally.

Name: Mysterious Ice White Tiger [Tameable]
Cultivation: Demon King Level 7
Potential: One in a thousand
Description: A subspecies of white tiger, wielding terrifying frost powers.

Xiao Yang’s eyes brightened after reading the description. The label “tameable” clearly indicated the system had a way to subdue this beast.

“System! What does this mean?” he quickly communicated, eager to understand the situation.

“Ding! This Mysterious Ice White Tiger has been tamed before. The host may purchase a Beast Control Ring to forcibly sign a master-servant contract,” the system replied.

Xiao Yang swallowed nervously, his gaze fixed on the tiger. This was a golden opportunity—an extraordinary chance.

The white tiger, unused to being stared at so intently, snorted coldly.

“Kid, if you have nothing to say, I’ll have to act now,” it warned.

Xiao Yang forced a smile. “Sir, we can’t just act recklessly. I haven’t bullied your juniors.”

As he spoke, he began purchasing Beast Control Rings.

But then, an awkward problem arose.

The top-tier Beast Control Ring cost ten million—far beyond his means. Even the lowest tier cost a hundred thousand, with only a 1% chance of successfully signing the contract.

“Damn, a 1% chance for me is practically zero,” Xiao Yang muttered, dumbfounded.

“Kid, your denials are useless. I’ve already sensed their scent on you,” the white tiger said coldly, as if seeing through everything.

“If you have no last words, I’ll send you on your way,” it added, raising its massive paw.

One strike from that paw would send Xiao Yang soaring to the afterlife—dead as a doornail.

“Sir, you must have misunderstood. Let me explain,” Xiao Yang’s mind raced for a solution.

“No need. Explanations are just excuses,” the white tiger replied brusquely.

Xiao Yang was stunned. Who taught this beast such logic?

“Fine, then I’ll just have to gamble!” he said, throwing all his available funds into purchasing Beast Control Rings.

Thirteen rings in total—thirteen percent chance. Still a chance.

“Big cat, I said I didn’t bully anyone. My word is my bond,” Xiao Yang declared, closing off any retreat.

“Big cat?” The white tiger froze, repeating the name under its breath.

Seeing this, a gleam of hope flashed in Xiao Yang’s eyes. This creature... “Heaven helps me!”

“Go for it!” he shouted, tossing the Beast Control Rings one after another.

The tiger regained its senses and glanced disdainfully at the low-level rings flying toward it. How could such trinkets affect a Demon King?

Just as it prepared to smash them with a swipe, a voice echoed by his ear:

“Big cat, quickly enter the ring!”

The tiger hesitated, then inexplicably ceased resisting. The soul contract was easily completed.

A flash of white light erupted, and the Mysterious Ice White Tiger was absorbed into one of the rings.

“Hahaha! It worked!” Xiao Yang’s eyes gleamed with wild joy.

He had often envied that girl for having a shadow panther as a mount, but now he had a mount of his own—a fully grown Mysterious Ice White Tiger.

Taking it out would surely turn heads.

Excited, he picked up the Beast Control Ring and infused it with a trace of spiritual energy.

Instantly, a dazzling white light exploded before him.

In the next moment, a twenty-meter-long white tiger appeared.

The tiger, realizing it had been tricked, growled, “Despicable human, I will devour you!”

It opened its massive jaws, ready to swallow Xiao Yang whole.

But Xiao Yang remained calm, looking up coolly. He could smell the stench of blood.

“On your knees!” he ordered.

Boom! Boom!

Two thunderous sounds echoed as the white tiger’s forelegs hit the ground, forcing it to kneel hard.

Its fierce eyes locked on Xiao Yang.

“Kid, you’d better break the contract now, or if I resist, your soul will suffer backlash!” it warned, teeth grinding.

“Heh! I’m not one to be easily intimidated,” Xiao Yang retorted.

The tiger’s eyes glinted with malice as it launched a soul attack against the contract.

The soul contract was powerful but flawed. For instance, it couldn’t bind a being vastly stronger than the master, or it would cause soul backlash.

For a Demon King to break free from a Beast Control Ring was not difficult.

“Break it!” the tiger roared.

A gust of wind and sand swirled around as the tiger unleashed a terrifying aura.

“Feel despair!” it declared.

Its soul power was overwhelming. Even a Martial Marquis would kneel before it, let alone a mere Great Martial Artist like Xiao Yang.

Unless one possessed an equal soul realm.

Xiao Yang felt a twinge of panic facing this full-powered Demon King level seven beast.

The gap was enormous.

Yet, after a moment, he noticed... nothing happened.