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Han Bing's tone was slightly apologetic. He thought that Ying'er would be angry, but when she saw Zhan Yun, her eyes were filled with stars.

He had a round head and small, semicircular ears. His dark eyes shone brightly. Under her cute little nose was a mouth shaped like a human, and a small pink tongue was constantly licking and licking her snow-white paws. Her hair was as white as snow, and her round body gave off a feeling of stupidity, whether she walked or ran. Such a cloud is a fatal temptation to any woman.

"So cute. Little brother Han Bing, can I hug it?" Ying'er instantly forgot about the depression caused by the lack of merit points, and focused all of her attention on Zhan Yun.

"Zhan Yun, is that alright?" Han Bing also had to ask Zhan Yun before he could do anything. In the past, Zhan Yun had refused whenever Starlord and Siyue were hugging. He thought that Zhan Yun would also reject him this time, but who would have thought that he would actually nod his head in agreement?

"Here, take care, sister Ying. Zhan Yun is very naughty." Han Bing reminded her.

However, after Ying'er hugged Zhan Yun, Zhan Yun continued to act cute and cutely in her arms, appearing to be extremely adorable, causing Ying'er's heart to almost melt.

"Haha, Little Brother Han Bing only knows how to lie to Big Sister. Little White is clearly very obedient." Ying'er didn't address Zhan Yun as it, instead giving him a new name — Whitey.

At this moment, Zhan Yun continuously waved his small claws in the air as if he wanted to write something.

"Little brother Han Bing, what happened to Little White?" Ying'er asked in confusion.

"Zhan Yun might have something to tell you, but he can't speak right now. You put him on the ground, and he'll tell you through writing." Han Bing explained.

"So that's how it is. Xiao Bai actually knows how to write. It's amazing." As Ying'er spoke, she placed Zhan Yun on the ground of the training room. The materials in the number one training room were hard. In addition to the energy that had washed over the area for so many years, it was incomparably hard. Even with a high-grade battle weapon, there were no marks left on it.

However, Zhan Yun was also able to see how special the floor was. He extended his little paws, wrapped them with special Origin power, and actually began to slowly write on the ground.

"How, how is this possible? Lil 'White can really write on the floor!" Ying'er cried out in alarm. She was well aware of how hard the floor was, but she didn't know that Zhan Yun's claws were also incomparably sharp.

Not long later, a line of small, crooked characters appeared on the ground: "Thank you, big sister Ying'er. If you don't have enough money, just let Han Bing pay."

Han Bing couldn't help but blacked out. Zhan Yun wasn't courteous to him at all. Ying'er's achievement points weren't enough for him to pay, but he had no merit points at all.

"Hehe, Xiaobai is right. Han Bing, I'll leave the rest to you." Ying'er said to Han Bing after she picked Zhan Yun up again.

"Ah?" How could I have any achievement points to pay for it? "

"Who says that it has to be merit points. Spirit pills and spirit stones can even be used for battle equipment. Do you see the larger groove in the corner?" Put something in there, and you'll see the corresponding conversions. " Ying'er said.

Han Bing walked over and placed a high-grade yellow-rank spiritual pill inside, and a "50" number slowly appeared. That was to say, he still had around 500,000 contribution points left, and he needed to add 10,000 high-grade yellow-rank spiritual pills. 10,000 pills, that was not a small number. Even Han Bing only had a total of 60,000 pills. If one sixth of them were to go out at once, it would be extremely painful for him.

But now was not the time to feel pain. Without a word, Han Bing took out 10,000 high-grade yellow-step spirit pills from his spatial ring and then placed them in the groove. He purposefully glanced at Zhan Yun and saw that his eyes were wide open.

One after another, the spirit pills entered the groove, and the light disappeared in a flash. Only the numbers that floated in the air did not increase. Han Bing only stopped when she reached five hundred thousand.

"Zhan Yun, stop looking. We've already put them all in. There won't be any more pills for the next three months." Han Bing deliberately lied to Zhan Yun.

Without a doubt, Zhan Yun's eyes immediately lost their luster upon hearing these words. He even felt a bit regretful for the suggestion he had made just now.

"Haha, Little White, don't listen to him. He still has a lot on him. I saw him refine it with my own eyes." Ying'er immediately exposed Han Bing, causing Zhan Yun to roll his eyes at Han Bing.

The two of them teased each other for a long time before they finally remembered to cultivate. Playing in this number one training room, if the people outside knew about this, they would be so angry that they would burst with blood. Even a prodigal toy wouldn't be so prodigal.

Once the three of them entered their cultivation state, Han Bing immediately sat cross-legged on the ground. With the frenzied circulation of the Nine Spirits Mysterious Technique, he instantly turned into a small bottomless pit. A huge amount of natural energy flooded into Han Bing's body, and under the operation of the Nine Spirits Mysterious Technique, it turned into Han Bing's spiritual energy, frantically expanding his spiritual sea.

Adding on the tribulations of life and death that he had experienced three days ago, he was able to clearly understand his desire for life and his comprehension towards death.

Han Bing seemed to have entered a mysterious state, forgetting where he was and everything else. The only thing in front of him was the pursuit of power, and a clear path appeared in front of him.

In the outside world, Han Bing continued to absorb the energy between heaven and earth as her aura continued to rise. In just three days, she had reached the peak of the eighth level of the Qi Condensation stage.

"Little White, I'm tired. Let's take a rest." Ying'er said in a lazy tone as she looked at Zhan Yun continuously spitting out the energy of heaven and earth.

"Ahhh ~" Zhan Yun let out a cry and pointed at the ground. Ying'er followed Zhan Yun's finger and looked down, only to see a crooked little word written on the ground: Cultivate, don't disturb me! He then immediately returned to the state of cultivation.

Ying'er turned around and looked at Han Bing. Han Bing had been maintaining this posture for ten days now, and had been continuously absorbing the natural energy here for the past ten days. At the same time, his aura also started to become restless, as if he was about to break through to the ninth level of the Qi Condensation stage.

"Han Bing, you've cultivated for so long. Let's take a break. Can you talk to me for a bit?" Ying'er said, but Han Bing acted as if he didn't hear her, not moving at all.

"Han Bing, you can't pretend that you didn't hear me, can you?" Seeing that Han Bing didn't react, Ying'er immediately walked to Han Bing's side and tried to push him away. But at this moment, Han Bing suddenly opened her eyes. Two thick divine dragons rushed out from Han Bing's body. One was fiery red, while the other was icy blue. Although they were just illusions, they still radiated with the aura of a monarch descending upon the world.

Two resounding dragon roars resounded, and the two divine dragons continuously circled around Han Bing, letting out two rays of light that merged into Han Bing's body.

"Break through to the ninth level of Qi Condensation!" Han Bing let out a loud shout and his body slowly floated off the ground. His body released a golden holy radiance and enveloped the two divine dragon phantoms. As if summoned, the divine dragon immediately soared into the sky, diving down and drilling into Han Bing's body. In an instant, the golden, blue, and red colors intertwined, accompanied by Han Bing's aura. From the eighth level of Qi Condensation, she had broken through to the ninth level of Qi Condensation.

After the breakthrough, Han Bing let out a long breath, and looked around with a torch-like gaze. Zhan Yun was still in the middle of his cultivation. With such a large disturbance just now not affecting Zhan Yun, it was clear that he was extremely strong in his self-control. On the other hand, Ying'er was sitting on the ground. Her hair was a bit messy, and her eyes were full of resentment as she stared at him.

"Yinjie, what happened to you?" Han Bing asked in confusion.

"You still have the nerve to say that? I wanted you to chat with me, but you instead just released a wave of air that overturned me. Did you do that on purpose?" Ying'er said.

"How could I dare? I was on the verge of a breakthrough just now. I was focused on my cultivation and didn't hear what Yinjie said." Han Bing explained.

"You hear that now?" Ying'er asked.

"Yes."

"Come and chat with me, I'm so bored." As Ying'er said this, she immediately stood up and sat beside Han Bing, not giving Han Bing the slightest time to refuse.

However, at this time, a white light flashed from Zhan Yun's side. The dark gray power of Samsara formed a deep sea vortex that rippled, condensing soul force into a massive white tiger that enveloped Zhan Yun's body.

"Ah, what is this?" Ying'er shrieked.

"This is how Zhan Yun looks like when he fights. I think we should stay far away from him. This is a sign that Zhan Yun is about to ascend to a True Core level God Beast."

Just as he finished speaking, the huge white tiger let out an earth-shattering roar, and dense elemental energy began to surge. Within Zhan Yun's body, the sea of elemental energy began to distort. Wild amounts of elemental energy began to converge on the distorted area, gradually forming a golden, round, soybean-sized pill.

The white tiger that was enveloping the white tiger gradually shrank and became illusory. However, Han Bing could see that the white tiger did not disappear. Instead, it had condensed on top of the golden round core that was just formed.

"Roar!" With a flash of white light, Zhan Yun also transformed into his domineering white battle form. He was covered in snow-white fur and there was a dark gray mark on his forehead with the word 'King' written in an awe-inspiring manner. It looked like a vortex that exuded an aura that could captivate one's soul. "Each movement was like that of a king, a huge difference from the little creature just now.

"Haha, Zhan Yun has broken through to become a True Core Level One God Beast." Han Bing cheered.

With his cultivation as a True Core first grade God Beast, he was able to contend with a master at the peak of the Late Mortal Core realm. In two months' time, Zhan Yun would definitely be of great help to him.

"Haha, Zhan Yun, your reward is …" As he spoke, he threw out a handful of spirit pellets. Zhan Yun's body flashed as he once again transformed into that adorable little tiger. He then released his world energy to wrap the spirit pellets around himself as he lay on the ground and began to gobble them down.

Ying'er stared at Han Bing and asked, "Han Bing, tell me honestly, what is your relationship with the dragon race?" It seemed that she had seen the divine dragons when he had broken through earlier. For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward.