novelraw Chapter 1233 645: A Difficult Struggle
Chapter 1233 645: A Difficult Struggle
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The little beast immediately trembled, then turned its glittering eyes towards the spot in the crowd where Yan Xiaobao was making his way through. The little beast's gaze softened, with a hint of joy visible there, as if he were looking at his closest relative.
He found what he wanted!
It was evident... the willpower just freed from the last struggle with the Beastbirth Flower came from the desire to open its eyes and gaze at the one who passionately comforted him, who consoled him during a tough battle! That was enough!
This emotion, like willpower, exceeded the expectations of simple life!
So far, it was clear that for Brussel, the only thing that mattered in this strange new world was Yan Xiaobao. No matter how many people were between them, all Yan Xiaobao had to do was to speak, and all others would disappear. To Brussel, Yan Xiaobao was everything.
In mid-air, the old man in a white robe sighed. He knew this creature would never accept any other master than for its entire life. Even if someone tried to force it to do so, its reliance on Yan Xiaobao was part of its blood, and would forever be a formidable barrier.
In this world, for eternity there is only one master... Yan Xiaobao.
Even if Yan Xiaobao were to die one day, the beast would never forget him.
No Binding Magic was at work; the two of them shared a deep bond, surpassing any such connection. The old man shook his head, and gazed deeply at Yan Xiaobao, muttering to himself that he should have such a relationship. He had created this battle beast and stayed by it during the most dangerous times of its life, constantly encouraging it.
"Perhaps the only thing that could truly make a Sixth Rank Bloodline Battle Beast accept someone is the kind of pure sincerity this child possesses. He has no plans, only a strong desire for the beast to continue living.
"I hope... this child can remain pure like this for the rest of his life. I hope no unexpected incidents change his heart over the years." The man turned to leave, looking somewhat wistful as he recalled how pure and unexperienced he was when he first stepped into the Cultivation World.
Eventually, the crowd began to leave. The female disciples were reluctant to depart; the little beast's wide, enchanting eyes were utterly captivating. However, this beast did not spare a glance at the female disciples.
The Peak Lord looked admiringly at the newborn little beast, then reluctantly departed. Soon, the Beast Music Academy was quiet. Yan Xiaobao was left alone with the newborn beast and the big black dog, which had earlier been pushed aside by the crowd.
Yan Xiaobao grinned while stroking the little creature's head. It had the body of a horse, the head of a dragon, black reptilian scales, the clawed feet of a pangolin, and even more astonishingly, its teeth emitted a seven-colored glow.
As for its solitary horn, it looked like the ink dragon of heaven, long and sharp.
If observed closely, one could find things similar to other animals. Clearly, the outcome was exactly as Yan Xiaobao wanted; the best parts of countless War Beasts had formed a completely unique and unheard-of creature.
"From now on, you are Yan Xiaobao's battle beast! Don't worry, I'll take you to every place in the Cultivation World!" He chuckled, stroking Brussel's head as it lay beside him, looking up at him with its wide, enchanting eyes.
The black dog also hurried over. It remained ever vigilant, never forgetting its grudge against Yan Xiaobao, but towards Brussel, its expression was both protective and fearful.
Brussel curiously looked at the dog, and after a while, seemed to accept it.
Time flew by. In the following month, Yan Xiaobao frequently took Brussel out of the Beast Music Academy to stroll along the North Shore. He would lead the way, and Brussel followed him, intently surveying the surroundings.
The black dog would secretly track them from behind, keeping an eye on Brussel.
When passing disciples saw Yan Xiaobao and Brussel, their expressions were of amazement, envy, and other complex emotions. Many of the female disciples were immediately attracted by Brussel's enchanting appearance.
Initially, Brussel was a bit nervous and stayed very close to Yan Xiaobao, cautiously with its hands clasped behind its back.
"My little Brussel is loved by everyone," he thought. "He got that from me." Clearing his throat, he took Brussel to many crowded places on the North Shore. The gaze from many disciples filled his heart with pride and joy. He held his chin up high, strolling here and there until Brussel was familiar with the whole North Shore.
Gradually, Brussel's fear and anxiety faded away, and as they continued their walks, he began to frolic joyfully. However, he tried to keep his chin up in the air, apparently mimicking Yan Xiaobao. Even the expression in his eyes was one of loftiness and pride, seemingly almost showing off, as though he would fear nothing in the world as long as Yan Xiaobao was there.
Seeing it left the disciples quite amazed. Soon, Bruiser obviously had a strange personality. When he realized people were watching him, if he was in a good mood, he would begin to stamp back and forth in excitement. If he was in a bad mood, he would bare his teeth, emitting a fierce roar.
In the past month, Brussel's growth was relatively slow. However, regarding his speed, strength, and biting power, whenever he had a chance to demonstrate them, people were greatly shocked.