In order to prevent the Beast King from noticing his intentions, Yang Fan deliberately used his mental power to control the Big Dipper Spike to continuously attack the Young Master Ying. At the same time, he also diverted a bit of his mental power to carefully use the Charm skill on the Young Master Ying.
In the beginning, it didn't go very smoothly. This was because Yang Fan discovered that in the Young Master Ying's consciousness, there seemed to be an even stronger mental will that had constructed a layer of firewall-like mental barrier for him.
Yang Fan's mental power simply didn't have the chance to invade the Young Master Ying's consciousness, and the Charm skill didn't work at all.
"You used the Charm skill on the Peak Demonic Beast King Ying Siyuan. The Charm failed. Ying Siyuan's consciousness passively activated. Mental Power + 2, Mental Will + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You received a backlash from the Emperor Level Will. Your soul was shaken, and your consciousness was blurred. The Immortal Will automatically counterattacked. Mental Power + 200, Mental Will + 1000."
"You were affected by the Peak Demonic Beast King Ying Zichang's Emperor Level Pressure. Your heart was touched, but because your strength was insufficient, you were unable to fully comprehend the Emperor Level Pressure. Your King's Aura was greatly strengthened. Strength + 50, Vitality + 50, Agility + 50, Blood Essence + 30000, Mental Power + 200."
"You absorbed a trace of the Peak Demonic Beast King Ying Zichang's Emperor Level Will. Your heart was touched, and your King's Aura was greatly strengthened. Strength + 50, Vitality + 50, Agility + 50, Blood Essence + 30000, Mental Power + 200."
Emperor Level Will!
Yang Fan was shocked. He didn't expect the Young Master Ying's backer to be a Peak Demonic Beast King. No wonder he was able to take out two top-grade Godly Weapon Secret Techniques. He was so rich that it made people jealous.
"So this is the second generation of an Emperor!"
Yang Fan's lips curled up. The more prestigious the Young Master Ying's identity was, the more he liked it.
The higher the status, the greater the loot and the greater the sense of accomplishment.
However, before he tamed this guy, the Emperor Level Will on his body couldn't be wasted.
With the nourishment and promotion of this Emperor Level Will, Yang Fan's King's Aura would become even stronger and more condensed.
Come on, continue, don't stop!
Feeling the rich blood Qi and spiritual experience in his body, Yang Fan was incomparably excited. His eyes flashed, and when he looked at Young Lord Ying, it was as if he was looking at a golden cake.
It was such a good EXP monster that Yang Fan couldn't bear to kill it.
"You used the Charm Skill on the Pinnacle Daemon King Ying Siyuan. The Charm Skill failed. Ying Siyuan's sea of consciousness defense has been activated. Vigilance in his heart. Mental Strength + 2, Willpower + 2, Skill Proficiency + 4."
"You've received a backlash attack from the Emperor level willpower. Your soul is shaken, and your consciousness is blurred. The Immortal level willpower automatically defended and counterattacked. Spiritual Power + 200, Spiritual Will + 1000."
"You've absorbed a strand of the Emperor's Will of the Peak Demonic Emperor Ying Zichang. Your heart has been touched, and your King's Might has been greatly strengthened. Strength + 50, Constitution + 50, Agility + 50, Health + 30000, Mental Power + 200."
"…"
Yang Fan was drooling as he constantly released his mental power, quietly teasing the Emperor level willpower hidden in Young Lord Ying's sea of consciousness. He was slowly devouring and refining it, strengthening himself.
In just a few short minutes, Yang Fan's attributes, vitality, and mental power were all increasing at an extremely fast rate. Young Master Ying, who was fighting against him, felt a wave of apprehension.
"This despicable human, why is he so difficult to deal with? After fighting for so long, not only is his mind not tired, it's even more energetic. It's as if he's on drugs!"
This was too strange!
Young Lord Ying didn't feel very good. If this continued, he might really not be a match for this human.
Before this, Young Lord Ying had never met such an opponent. The more he fought, the stronger he became. The more he fought, the more energetic he became. His recovery ability was so strong that he was even more demonic than Demonic Beasts.
As for Yang Fan's constant harassment of his mental power, Young Lord Ying didn't take it to heart. After all, his divine soul defense had been personally strengthened by his father. Even if it was an ordinary Spiritual Spiritualist or King Beast Tamer, they wouldn't be able to hypnotize or tame him.
This human was constantly using his mental power to interfere with his divine soul and sea of consciousness. He was simply courting death.
"It's best if he can trigger the Emperor level willpower that my father left in my body and directly turn him into meat paste. That would save me a lot of effort!"
In order to facilitate Yang Fan's mental attacks, Young Lord Ying didn't raise his defenses. He even opened his mental door wide, allowing Yang Fan's mental power to invade his sea of consciousness.
Yang Fan immediately felt the changes in Young Lord Ying's sea of consciousness. At the same time, he also understood this fellow's sinister intentions.
The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. He looked at Young Lord Ying with extreme disdain. This stupid bird was simply courting death. Did it really think that it was safe with the Emperor level willpower?
Yang Fan listened to the system notifications continuously ringing in his ears. After successfully absorbing and refining over ten strands of Monarch Willpower, Yang Fan could clearly feel that the Monarch Willpower on the other side was gradually weakening.
As expected.
After another minute or so, when Yang Fan had successfully absorbed another strand of Ying Zichang's Emperor level willpower, the mental barrier in Young Lord Ying's sea of consciousness instantly collapsed and dissipated.
At this time.
Young Lord Ying didn't seem to feel anything. He still opened his mental door wide, deliberately luring Yang Fan's mental power into his sea of consciousness.
Yang Fan grinned. It was time for him to get rich. This stupid bird actually took the initiative to deliver itself to his doorstep.
Without hesitation, he sent out a charm skill, slapping it right into Young Lord Ying's sea of consciousness.
"You used the charm skill on the Peak Demonic Beast King Ying Siyuan. The charm was successful. Ying Siyuan's favorability towards you has greatly increased. Mental power + 2, willpower + 2, skill proficiency + 4."
"…"
"You used the charm skill on the Peak Demonic Beast King Ying Siyuan. The charm was successful. Ying Siyuan's favorability towards you has greatly increased. The feeling of closeness is overflowing. The reverence in his heart is deep in his bones. The consciousness of loyalty is deeply embedded in his divine soul. The relationship between the two sides has reached an extremely friendly level. Mental power + 4, willpower + 4, skill proficiency + 8. "
Success!
Yang Fan's mind shook. He directly refreshed Ying Siyuan's favorability towards him to an extremely friendly level.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was afraid of the Beast King eyeing him covetously, Yang Fan would definitely have directly thrown a divine soul over and made this stupid bird his pet forever.
"Stop! Don't continue like this! "
Ying Siyuan took a few steps back and suddenly raised his hand to stop the battle. He looked at Yang Fan and said loudly, "The two of us are evenly matched. Even if we fight until tomorrow, there won't be any results. There's no point in continuing like this!"
"Furthermore, the Spirit Source Land will be completely opened in a few hours. Are you sure you want to continue wasting time with this Young Lord?"
Ying Zhangkong raised his eyebrows. This didn't seem like the Young Lord's style of doing things.
That human hadn't even gotten his hands on the Divine Weapon yet. Why did he want to stop the battle and compromise?
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't the Young Lord ask him to help in the dark and take down that human in one fell swoop? He was already prepared. He only needed to wait for the Young Lord to signal him to stop that human for a moment.
At such a crucial moment, why did the Young Lord give up so easily?
"Young Lord, are you alright?" Ying Zhangkong asked softly. He was a little worried.
"Why? Are you worried that this Young Lord will be controlled by someone?" Ying Siyuan raised his eyebrows. "What a joke. This Young Lord has a Divine Weapon protecting me. Inside, I have my father's Emperor level will protecting my divine soul. Even if a King level powerhouse were to come, what could they do to me?
"I just feel that this human's strength is not bad. Perhaps I can use him.
"Also, I don't want you to take any risks. You are the second elder of the Crimson Tribe. If you were to die here because of this Young Lord, my father would definitely blame me."
Hearing Ying Siyuan's explanation, Ying Zhangkong nodded in satisfaction. This little bastard … No, it should be said that the Young Lord had really grown up. He finally knew how to respect the elders and care for the young.
Yang Fan returned to the Eagle Guard's head and asked Ying Siyuan very cooperatively, "What do you want?"
Ying Siyuan smirked. "Don't you just want a position as my Young Lord's guard?"
"That's simple. This Young Lord's guard has already died at your hands, and this Young Lord likes you. As long as you're not afraid of dying at this Young Lord's hands, you can just follow this Young Lord. This Young Lord will be responsible for bringing you to the Spirit Source!"
"Really?"
"This Young Lord never goes back on his words!"
"That eagle beside you won't have any objections? This Young Lord already felt it just now. It's already prepared to attack this Young Lord. "
Ying Zhangkong's expression tensed up. How did this brat know? He must have guessed blindly. He had only thought about it for a moment, but he didn't reveal any of his aura.
Ying Siyuan laughed and said loudly, "Don't worry, I am the Young Lord of the Crimson Eagle Tribe. Elder Changkong definitely won't have any objections to my decisions! Elder Changkong, what do you say? "
Ying Zhangkong bowed. "I will do as the Young Lord says!"
"How is it? Do you trust me now?"
Ying Siyuan waved his hand and put away the longsword in his hand. He stepped forward and said indifferently, "If you're not afraid of death, then follow this Young Lord from now on. Once we enter the Spirit Source, we'll go our separate ways!"
"Alright, no problem!"
Yang Fan nodded happily and agreed without the slightest bit of doubt.
"Then, let's enter the mountain!"
Ying Siyuan didn't hesitate and took the lead. He passed by Yang Fan, An Sheng, and Mu Qianqian and entered the cloud passage behind.
Ying Zhangkong looked deeply at Yang Fan and Mu Qianqian and gave them a warning and deterrent look. He then retracted his aura and shrunk his body, turning into a small palm-sized eagle and flying onto Ying Siyuan's shoulder.
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