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Han Cheng let out a sigh of relief. The most challenging aspect of taming a dragon was establishing the Soul Bond. Once the opportunity was given, it meant they were halfway there. Conversely, if that singular chance was missed, attempting to tame them again would be nearly impossible.
This was the unique Soul Space of the dragon clan. When a dragon released its Soul Space, it signified that it was granting the Trial Taker an opportunity. Only by gaining the dragon's recognition within this trial space could one truly sign a contract with them and make them their Beast.
Seeing Xue Wushuang’s confused expression, Han Cheng decided to explain further. Due to the proud nature of dragons, they typically would not offer a second chance to the same person. This was also the fundamental reason why Han Fei had only two Beasts; he had actually gone through a similar experience before, but that time he had failed.
The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon was one that Han Cheng had painstakingly sought out once again. Of course, since it had already hatched, the difficulty of taming it would significantly increase.
As time ticked away, beads of sweat began to trickle down Han Fei's forehead. Although he didn't know what she was experiencing in the Soul Space, he could imagine she was enduring immense suffering.
Finally, after four hours, the bubbles of the Soul Space gradually began to dissipate. Han Fei could no longer hold on and fell from mid-air.
“Han Fei!” Xue Wushuang dashed forward and caught her securely.
“Did you make it?”
“I did! Thank you for being here.” With that, Han Fei fainted.
“What’s wrong with her?” Seeing Xue Wushuang's anxious demeanor, Han Cheng smiled slightly.
This kid might not be very bright, but his body was quite honest.
“She’s fine; she just exhausted herself too much. She just needs some rest.”
Upon hearing this, Xue Wushuang finally felt relieved.
"Take her back to rest."
As Han Fei was settled in, Xue Wushuang furrowed his brow. Previously, he had felt that Han Fei was too domineering, showing no regard for others' feelings. It was only today that he realized the heavy burdens this girl bore.
"Han Fei, I'm sorry. I misunderstood you before. Don't worry, I won't speak ill of you again."
"Let her rest. You come over here."
Seeing the change in Xue Wushuang, Han Cheng nodded. The old man and the young one stepped outside, but suddenly, Han Cheng's demeanor shifted. A powerful dragon aura pressed down on Xue Wushuang, forcing him to kneel halfway to the ground.
This was still Han Cheng holding back; otherwise, with Xue Wushuang's strength, he would have been crushed under that pressure.
"Old Dean, what is this about?"
"Kid, tell me, what does Han Fei mean to you?"
At this point, even if Xue Wushuang were slow-witted, he understood Han Cheng's implication.
"Old Dean, I know I am not worthy of Han Fei, so you need not be so concerned. I won't disturb her."
Hearing this, Han Cheng let out a deep sigh and withdrew his pressure.
"Why are the young people today so lacking in confidence?"
Xue Wushuang was taken aback. Wasn't this old man trying to ensure he wouldn't have any improper thoughts?
Why had the atmosphere suddenly shifted? Did he want to facilitate something that was impossible?
No way. Absolutely not!
As this thought arose, Xue Wushuang immediately dismissed it from his mind.
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