As Reon activated the Teique Insight Ticket to cultivate the Soulbou and teique, an overwhelming flood of knowledge rushed into his mind.

  Unlike ordinary cultivation, where each step ainstakingly slow, this was a direfusion of uanding—an almost divine crity.

  He felt as though he had tapped into the very essence of the teique itself, like unlog a door to a hidden world where the mysteries of trollis y bare before him.

  His body pulsed with a new energy, and his mind expanded, as though yers of fog had been lifted, revealing intricate patterns and flows of spiritual energy withieique.

  The e between him and the primal beast spirits became sharper, more vivid. He could feel their raw power surging around him, the wild instincts they embodied, yet there was ahis time.

  Instead, they seemed to yield to his will as if aowledging his newfound mastery.

  Each aspect of the teique—its structure, rhythm, and flow—became clear in an instant. He could see how the threads of his Qi o align perfectly with the natural pulse of the beast's spirits.

  The sensation of trol and prew stronger with each passing moment. His Qi resonated with the soul of the teique, and a deep e formed between him and the primal forces the teique anded.

  It was as if he could feel the heartbeat of every beast he would ever enter, their wills bending under his grasp.

  Reoement surged, his soul resonating with the power of the Soulbou and as its essence became a part of him.

  The insight ure, powerful, and seamless, embedding the teique deeply into his Foundation.

  He realized that he had successfully cultivated the Soulbou and Teique to the Intermediate Stage in one go.

  From this point forward, he would o dedicate more practice to advance further in mastering the teique.

  [Ding! The Host has successfully cultivated the Soulbou and Teique to the Intermediate Stage.]

  [Ding! The Host has awakened Beast Qi, By eling this energy to your beast panion, you ow engage in battle alongside them.]

  [Ding! The Host's profi trollis has signifitly increased.]

  With the newfound mastery of the Soulbou and Teique flowing through him, Reo an urge to test the depth of his e. He closed his eyes, focused on his Beast Qi, and summoned his Mist Cloud Fox.

  In an instant, a shimmering mist swirled in front of him, and from within it, the graceful form of the Mist Cloud Fox emerged.

  Her sleek, silver fur glistened with a faihereal glow, and her pierg blue eyes locked onto Reon with a mix of curiosity and reition.

  The boween them, oenuous, now pulsed with newfound strength.

  The fox stepped closer, her movements fluid like the mist she anded, as though sensing the shift in Reon's aura.

  Reoended his hand, feeling the energy of the Soulbou and teique bind his will to the fox's spirit.

  There was ance, only a deep, mutual uanding—a e that went beyond mere trol.

  It was as though their souls iwiheir energies blending into one. He could sense her thoughts, her instincts, her strength, and she, in turhe depth of his resolve and i.

  The mist around them thied, swirling in sync with the subtle waves of Beast Qi they exged. As the bond deepened, Reo a surge of power ripple between them, solidifying their e.

  The Mist Cloud Fox let out a low, harmonious growl of approval, her loyalty and trust in Reon sealed in that moment.

  Reon's heart swelled with pride. He had not only gained a powerful teique, but he had alsthened his bond with a formidable panion.

  Together, they were now linked in a way far beyond the surface—bound by a shared energy and purpose, prepared to face whatever challenges y ahead.

  The days blurred together as Reon delved deeper into the cultivation of the Soulbou and teique.

  Time seemed to lose its meaning; the outside world faded away, repced by the intricate flow of Beast Qi and the ethereal e between him and his Mist Cloud Fox.

  Hours felt like minutes, a eaent was rich with the exge of power and uanding.

  Unbeknownst to him, four days had slipped by like a breeze. The quiet flicker of dlelight in his modest abode was the only indication that time had moved at all, but even that went unnoticed.

  Reon's focus was absolute, his spirit pletely iwined with the teique's essehe sensation of time was irrelevant; all that mattered was mastery.

  Finally, as the fourth day came to an end, a subtle shift in the air around him brought Reon back to the present. His eyes opened slowly, blinking against the dim light as his senses returned.

  As he opened his eyes, the sound of knog echoed through the room. He muttered to himself, "The day has finally e for Xue Taiyang to die."