X-Dragon Era

Seeing how determined Xin Yun was, Yi Luo Xiang couldn't hold back anymore. With a pleading voice, she said, "Can we not take this Sword Dragon? If it really doesn't work out, we could go back and catch a Death Sand Dragon instead. I really can't bear to watch you take risks for me anymore..."

Upon hearing Yi Luo Xiang's words, Xin Yun chuckled heartily and confidently said, "That won't do. In my eyes, you are the best, and therefore... only the best is worthy of you. I must catch an Emperor Sword Dragon for you!"

"You!" Yi Luo Xiang, speechless, gazed at Xin Yun, failing to comprehend... completely failing to grasp what about her was so good that Xin Yun was so infatuated with her.

Her looks? If it were her looks, then Xin Yun should fall for Yan Qingying, that girl was much more beautiful than her. If it wasn't her appearance, could it be... her inner qualities that were truly so attractive? But if that were true, why then did she not have any allure to others?

The more she interacted with Xin Yun, the better he treated her. Simultaneously, she became more puzzled. Even with her intelligence, she could not understand the reason why.

In the following week, the two lingered at the mouth of the valley. Time and again, Xin Yun charged into the valley, and Yi Luo Xiang failed time after time. A week passed, and Xin Yun's body had been slashed by Sword Qi, leaving more than ten wounds, yet Xin Yun always clenched his teeth, never once groaning in pain.

Riding in the control form meant that a person stood atop the dragon, thus not in an invulnerable state. Over the week, Xin Yun had several close brushes with death. The intense Sword Qi left more than ten wounds on his body, four of which were deep enough to expose bone, nearly dismembering him.

But after a week of effort, the Sword Dragons still refused to concede. Yi Luo Xiang even started to believe that such dragons were uncontrollable. However, Xin Yun stubbornly believed that as long as it was a dragon, as long as it had a soul, it could definitely be controlled.

Watching the wounds on Xin Yun's body increase day by day, Yi Luo Xiang's tears hardly stopped. Yet she didn't want to refuse any of Xin Yun's requests, even if the request was for her well-being, even if the request meant gambling with Xin Yun's life.

Whoosh, whoosh... Amid the sharp sounds of slicing through the air, Xin Yun, for the nth time, led a group of Sword Dragons out of the valley. Watching the swarm of Sword Dragons emerge and seeing another new wound on Xin Yun's body, Yi Luo Xiang felt her heart bleeding out, the pain almost knocking her unconscious.

With trembling hands extended, Yi Luo Xiang's gaze locked onto those Sword Dragons that were pursuing and hurting Xin Yun. Her voice was no longer gentle, her mood was no longer devout. Biting her lip, Yi Luo Xiang coldly chanted, "I am your king, you must obey my command, and not defy me!"

Accompanied by Yi Luo Xiang's voice, a purple figure within the group of Sword Dragons suddenly jerked, its body trembling violently. But oddly enough, this particular Sword Dragon didn't return to the valley with its fellows. Instead, it remained midair, shaking.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Feeling the Sword Dragon's tremor, something clicked in Yi Luo Xiang's mind. It was struggling! It wanted to flee, but it dared not! Could it be... control didn't necessarily have to rely on persuasion but could also be enforced through oppression, through enslavement?

In an instant, Yi Luo Xiang bit her tongue tip, spraying out a mouthful of blood. The sharp pain spurred her to push her Soul Force to its limit as she shouted angrily, "From now on, you are my servant. You must obey my command. If you dare to defy, I will make sure your soul is shattered!"

Following the low tone of Yi Luo Xiang's voice, the next moment... her bright red blood landed on the antenna-shaped pedipalps, and instantly, a burst of purple light tinged with red, fervently shining from the pedipalps, lit up.

In that moment of purple and red brilliance, Yi Luo Xiang suddenly felt the fearful soul of the Sword Dragon. Overjoyed, she didn't have time to think further; she concentrated all her Power of the Soul, letting out a powerful blast assaulting the soul of the Sword Dragon.

"Boom!" In an instant, the bowed pedipalps of the Sword Dragon lit up spectacularly. At the same time, the thunderous booming reverberated within Yi Luo Xiang's Sea of Consciousness. Amidst the roar, Yi Luo Xiang's Power of the Soul swept across the Sword Dragon's Sea of Consciousness with overwhelming momentum, blowing all resisting consciousness to ashes.

Not only that, but wherever Yi Luo Xiang's Soul swept through, following the intense flashing of the pedipalps, a deep mark of enslavement was imprinted onto the soul of the Sword Dragon!

Indeed, some creatures can be swayed by kindness, like dogs, like cats. Yet some creatures are beyond persuasion, where only forceful subjugation is the only way.

Finally, Yi Luo Xiang slowly opened her eyes. About ten meters in front of her, a three-meter-tall, one-meter-wide pale purple Sword Dragon stood erect before her, emitting waves of purple light. Mysterious waves of soul energy kept transmitting from the body of the Sword Dragon.

Astonished, Yi Luo Xiang's lips parted in surprise. The feeling was truly bizarre. Although she did not understand why, she knew that this was no longer mere Soul Control.

Soul Control is a bit like raising a pet; as soon as a command is given, the pet will obediently follow through, like asking a dog to roll over, and it will.

Yet, the sensation now was entirely different. Yi Luo Xiang's heart was somehow linked to that of the Sword Dragon, creating a feeling as if she could command it with ease. Without the need for any command, as soon as Yi Luo Xiang willed it, the Sword Dragon took action. Could it be... Could it be Soul Enslavement?