Mystic Eyes: My Eyes Steal the Laws of Cultivation Chapter 583: Beast Egg (4)

"First, it nourishes the beast with extraordinarily pure life force, the essence of my being, the spark that keeps me alive. Then, it creates a bond between the beast and its first family member, a connection that transcends the limits of body and mind."

Her voice was low, almost a whisper, as though she were sharing a sacred secret.

"When a spiritual beast is born naturally, the first living being it recognizes usually becomes its greatest point of reference during its first years of life. It is a primitive instinct, a need to connect with something that will protect it."

She smiled faintly, a smile directed more at the creature than at him.

"This technique strengthens that process. My blood carries my spiritual essence to it even before it is born, allowing it to recognize me not as a stranger, but as someone who has already been part of its story."

Kyrian continued listening attentively, every word engraving itself into his mind.

"So when it opens its eyes for the very first time..." She gently rested one of her hands upon the surface of the egg, feeling the warmth radiating from within.

"It will already recognize me."

She paused briefly, her voice growing even softer.

"Not as its master, not as someone who controls it. But as family. Someone it can trust, someone who will protect it, someone who loves it before even meeting it."

Kyrian immediately understood the depth of that gesture. It was an extraordinarily elegant technique that did not force obedience, did not enslave, and did not create bonds of servitude.

On the contrary, it created trust. It created a bond.

It was completely different from the ordinary spiritual contracts used by Beast Tamers, which were often based on domination and submission.

"Interesting..." he murmured, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

Gao Ziyue smiled, a smile that carried years of experience.

"Some Beast Masters consider this technique outdated and inefficient. They say a spiritual contract is much more direct, much more effective at ensuring a creature’s obedience."

She gently caressed one of the scales, her touch filled with affection.

"But I’ve never liked the idea of forcing a creature to follow me. Of imposing my will upon a being that never chose to be here. Of turning a relationship that could be beautiful into one built on power."

Her smile became even gentler, even deeper.

"I’d rather it choose to stay with me. I’d rather our connection be built upon trust and affection, not coercion. And if one day it decides to leave... then it should be free to do so."

Kyrian remained silent, absorbing her words. The more he came to know Gao Ziyue, the more he understood why Azhura’k had placed his trust in her, why such an ancient and powerful creature had opened its heart to her.

She truly treated spiritual beasts as living beings, with rights, emotions, and dignity. Not as tools, not as weapons, not as objects of power.

The glow surrounding the egg slowly began to fade, the runes disappearing one after another like stars fading at dawn. The technique had come to an end, its magic already fulfilled.

Now, all that remained was to wait.

The two of them remained side by side before the table, their bodies leaning forward, their eyes fixed upon the egg that pulsed gently. Neither of them spoke another word, without haste, without anxiety.

The minutes passed slowly, every second stretching into a miniature eternity.

Outside, the auction continued its relentless course. The auctioneer’s voice could still be heard in the distance, announcing new treasures and drawing out new bids. But neither of them paid any attention. Their entire focus remained on that small egg.

Five minutes passed. Nothing happened.

Another three minutes. Absolute silence.

Kyrian was beginning to wonder whether the hatching would really take much longer when...

A faint sound echoed through the room. Very soft, almost imperceptible, like the flutter of a distant butterfly’s wings.

Gao Ziyue immediately lifted her head, her eyes widening.

"Did you hear that?"

Kyrian nodded, his voice low.

"I did."

Gao Ziyue involuntarily held her breath, her body as still as a statue.

This time, the sound was clearer, more distinct. The entire egg rocked ever so slightly, such a tiny movement that anyone distracted might not have noticed it. But both of them were watching intently, their senses sharpened to the utmost.

Gao Ziyue leaned her face a little closer, her eyes shining with anticipation.

"It’s starting..."

The egg trembled again, this time with slightly greater force. The golden lines pulsed rapidly beneath the purple scales, as though a tiny heart inside was beating faster and faster.

Kyrian leaned forward slightly, his attention completely absorbed. Without realizing it, his shoulder brushed against hers. Neither of them moved away. Their entire focus remained fixed upon the small egg trembling before them.

Then...

A delicate sound broke the silence of the room, a fracture that seemed to echo through time.

A tiny crack appeared on the upper part of the shell, so delicate it was almost imperceptible, a thread of light in a sea of darkness. Yet it was enough to make Gao Ziyue’s heart race, enough for an involuntary smile to appear upon her lips.

She smiled, her voice a whisper of joy.

"It’s hatching."

Kyrian nodded, his eyes fixed upon the tiny fissure forming before them.

The vibrations intensified, and the entire egg began to shake more vigorously. Small cracking sounds echoed from within the shell, as though something inside was struggling to break free.

An extremely fine line appeared near the top, the first true crack. It stretched several centimeters before stopping, as though the creature were pausing to catch its breath.

Silence.

Then... another crack appeared. And another. The marks slowly spread like roots growing beneath a sheet of glass, a pattern of growth that seemed to follow an invisible design.

Then something pushed against the shell from within. A small purple tip emerged through the opening, slowly making its way outside.

Kyrian narrowed his eyes, his voice filled with amazement.

"A tail?"

The tiny scaled appendage moved slowly, emerging another few centimeters. Then it slipped back inside again, as though the creature were still gathering its strength for the great effort that was yet to come.

Gao Ziyue smiled involuntarily, her heart overflowing with tenderness.