Chapter 140: Gradually Brainwashed Dai Mubai, Ten-Thousand-Year Dragon Tiger!

That means you are the first-generation Clan Chief of the Azure Dragon Divine Tiger Clan! The founder! The ancestor! The ruler of the first-generation Azure Dragon Divine Tiger State!

"How about it, this title is quite attractive, right?"

Li Fei said with a smile.

His words were full of encouragement.

"Indeed, just thinking about it makes the blood boil!"

"I just don't have a strong army or family backing behind me."

"The difficulty of this is great, and I am only a Soul Ancestor now, unable to make big waves."

Dai Mubai's eyes flashed with fiery color; under Li Fei's persuasive words, he gradually became brainwashed, yearning for that first-generation title. From this moment on, an ambition to become the first-generation Clan Chief and State Lord took root in his heart.

Seeing this, Li Fei curled the corner of his mouth and said, "Don't worry, I have a very powerful force behind me; they can support you when the time comes. As for the army, you don't need to worry either—I will naturally be able to help with that. As long as you dare to act and are willing to work, you need not concern yourself with troops, resources, funds, strength, or influence. My only condition is that we must not unify the great empire; we must call ourselves a kingdom. The Star Luo Empire is so vast, sparsely populated, and hard to govern, so it must be divided."

From the moment those two pills entered his stomach, Dai Mubai's heart began to lean toward Li Fei's side, unknowingly growing to trust and rely on him, and gradually turning into loyalty.

"Good! As long as you, Brother Fei, support me, I'll do it! I want to be the founding Clan Chief of the Azure Dragon Divine Tiger Clan! The founding State Lord of the Azure Dragon Divine Tiger State!"

Dai Mubai clenched his fists and nodded.

Let the empire split then; he doesn't care anymore.

Besides, what Li Fei said is correct—the Star Luo Empire is huge, sparsely populated, and a hassle to manage.

"Brother Fei, I only need to occupy the most prosperous piece of land when the time comes; I don't want the rest," Dai Mubai said.

"Sure." Li Fei nodded.

"Let's go; this matter can't be rushed. We need to plan carefully and prepare before acting. First, let's go find you a fourth soul ring." Li Fei led him forward quickly.

Under the guidance of the Azure Dragon Staff, they soon found a tiger with dragon blood, ten thousand years old.

Now Dai Mubai has taken the Nourishing Origin Pill and the Transforming Dragon Pill; his physique can fully withstand a ten-thousand-year soul ring, and his soul power is completely fine.

In the depths of the vast ancient forest, there is a tiger with a majestic bearing and imposing aura; its name is unknown, but people fearfully call it the Dragon Tiger.

The Dragon Tiger's body condenses ten thousand years of dragon energy and tiger spirit; each of its roars seems able to shake mountains and rivers, tremble the nine heavens.

Its fur is dark gold, shining like dragon scales, and between its tiger back and bear waist flows an unmatched sense of power.

Its eyes are deep as the galaxy, flashing with a wisdom light that humans can hardly perceive.

Whenever night falls and moonlight sprinkles down, a dragon shadow seems to dance in its phoenix eyes, revealing an awe-inspiring majesty.

At the center of the Dragon Tiger's forehead lies a golden mark shaped like a dragon scale, symbolizing the dragon bloodline and serving as its identity mark.

Its claws are like dragon teeth, gleaming with a cold, sharp light; each swipe carries an unrivaled domineering and kingly aura.

As it walks, its tail sways like a dragon's tail, stirring up wild winds and scattering fallen leaves.

Its tiger might and dragon might intertwine, forming a unique overlord aura that makes all forest creatures feel reverence and dare not gaze directly at its majesty.

When the Dragon Tiger roars, the sound is deafening; it contains not only the tiger's ferocity but also the dragon's dignity.

That is a supreme kingly aura, as if telling the world that it is not only the king of the jungle but also the overlord of this land; any creature must bow and submit before it.

"This is a ten-thousand-year Dragon Tiger, belonging to the rare super soul beast series; its age is suitable and very fitting for you."

Li Fei said.

"Then we choose it!" Dai Mubai nodded.

At rank forty, he would overlevel to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring that only a Soul King could possess—just thinking about it is exciting.

"Perhaps he will be the first person besides Li Fei to achieve this!" Li Fei flashed forward and stood before the Dragon Tiger. The Dragon Tiger sensed his arrival, roared loudly, a tiger's howl shaking the heavens, and swung a claw at Li Fei.

Terrifying power, crushing the air and space.

This guy, though only just over ten thousand years in cultivation, is terrifyingly strong, not at all weaker than a fifty- or sixty-thousand-year soul beast.

However, while others see it as very strong, before Li Fei, this peerless monster, it is quite weak.

He simply slapped with his bare hand, shattering the Dragon Tiger's claw and making it cry out in pain.

Then he stepped down with his foot, pressing its head into the mud, blood gushing out, extremely brutal.

The Dragon Tiger fell unconscious, and Dai Mubai rushed out, stunned.

Such a fearsome ten-thousand-year soul beast defeated in an instant—Brother Fei's strength is truly awesome!

"Hurry up and kill it, then absorb it." Li Fei said lightly.

As if killing a ten-thousand-year soul beast were nothing to him.

In his eyes, this creature is like an ant—nothing at all.

"Yes!"

Dai Mubai nodded, summoned the Azure Dragon Divine Tiger Avatar, and slapped its head with a claw, ending its life.

Soon, a black ten-thousand-year soul ring appeared; Dai Mubai sat cross-legged and began to absorb it.

Li Fei then used a knife to cut open the Dragon Tiger's body and quickly found a ten-thousand-year right-arm soul bone.

He mobilized vital energy to copy it, then stored the original, nurturing it with life force so that the soul bone's age could gradually increase.

The copy would be given to Dai Mubai to absorb after he wakes up.

He has his own plans and does not intend to give Dai Mubai too strong a soul bone configuration; this is also a means of checks and balances.

Looking at Dai Mubai, he tightly closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembling slightly, as if undergoing an intangible struggle.

Golden strands of hair lightly clung to his forehead, a few strands dampened by sweat; beneath his deep eyes, the tightly furrowed brows revealed the hardship of this ordeal.

His muscles slowly swelled, as if filled by an invisible force—this is the manifestation of soul power surging through his meridians.

Sweat oozed from his back, cheeks, and palms, dripping like fine rain onto the ground, gathering into a small puddle.

The air was filled with a scorching smell, symbolizing the clash of soul ring energy with Dai Mubai's internal and external forces.

His breathing became rapid and heavy, as if each inhalation required exerting all his strength.

His face was written with perseverance and endurance, brows locked, lips pressed tight, as if he were using all his will to resist the pain that almost tore his soul apart.

As time passed, the halo on the boy's body gradually shifted from dim to dazzling, that was the power of the ten-thousand-year soul ring manifesting.

Finally, in a defiant roar, the youth opened his eyes; the light in his eyes was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, bright and resolute.

The black halo on his body flared brightly, then returned to calm.

The expression of pain faded, replaced by an indescribable sense of accomplishment and power.

Dai Mubai slowly rose to his feet, a faint smile on his face; he knew he had successfully entered a new realm.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black!

Four soul rings appeared!

His soul power broke through to level forty-three!

(End of chapter)