This is... Qiao Sang frowned at the corrosive saliva on the ground. Then she looked up and saw a bird-type pet beast, about two meters in size, nearly entirely black, with a single tuft of hair standing on its head.
It glanced in the direction of Gangbao before retracting its gaze and flapping its wings to fly forward.
Qiao Sang turned to look at Gangbao. After confirming she was unharmed, she felt relieved and looked again in the direction of the bird-type pet beast.
It had already landed beside a white male student wearing the Sahel academy uniform.
The student had brown hair and green eyes, with an outstanding presence. He was the same one who had earlier glared at Gangbao with hostility at the school gate.
Qiao Sang still remembered his introduction.
Cyril Thompson, the son of a forcibly de-contracted B-class Beast Master by Steel Emperor.
If it had been someone else's pet or a wild beast, this might have been an accident.
But if it was Thompson’s pet, it didn’t seem like a mere coincidence.
After all, his dislike for the Steel Falcon species had even been reported in the news, with some Beast Masters contracting them being considered foolish.
With such a reputation, it was hard not to overthink.
Not far away, Thompson glanced at Steel Falcon, smirked coldly, waved his hand to recall his pet, and turned to leave.
Thanks to her enhanced vision, Qiao Sang clearly saw his facial expression.
She narrowed her eyes and spoke:
"Little Treasure, take me to that person."
Little Treasure, still invisible, let out a cry.
The next second, Qiao Sang, holding Yabao, teleported right in front of Thompson, with Gangbao beside her, looking unusually confused.
Thompson was startled by the sudden appearance of the girl.
Before he could speak, Qiao Sang got straight to the point: "Did you do that on purpose?"
This pet can even use spatial shift...? Thompson discreetly glanced at the mini-sized Yabao, steadied his emotions, and said:
"Classmate, I don’t know what you’re talking about. I don’t even know you."
Qiao Sang stared at him.
"If it wasn’t on purpose, let me touch you, and I’ll know for sure."
Thompson was stunned and stared at Qiao Sang for a few moments, just as he was about to speak.
Qiao Sang said, "Yabao, use Perception Touch."
Yabao cried out and stretched his paw toward Thompson.
Instinctively, Thompson tried to step back, but he suddenly realized he couldn’t move at all.
His heart tensed, and he immediately understood what was happening. He glanced to the side.
There, next to the Little Steel Falcon, was another pet beast that hadn’t been there before.
It appeared to be a Ghost-type, its eyes glowing blue as it stared at him.
A Ghost-type pet with telekinetic abilities... Thompson instantly grasped why he couldn't move and widened his eyes in shock.
A nearly extinct pet beast, a Fire and Psychic-type pet, and now even a Ghost and Psychic-type pet? This exchange student from Blue Star had way too many tricks up her sleeve! ʀ𝐚ŊȮ𝐛Еš
Wasn't this a bit excessive?!
Before Thompson could process it all, Yabao opened his eyes, retracted his paw, and angrily reported to his Beast Master what he had just seen.
After finishing, he bared his teeth fiercely at Thompson.
Gangbao looked at Yabao with shining eyes.
So amazing... He even had such an incredible ability...
"You heard it." Qiao Sang said expressionlessly.
"Do you have anything to say?"
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He heard what? The pet talking?
It wasn’t even his pet, how could he possibly understand it?!
But considering Yabao had used Perception Touch, it wasn’t hard to guess what it had said. It had likely seen the scene of him ordering the Venomous Hawk to attack...
Thompson took a deep breath. Since he was caught, there was no point in pretending. He said seriously, "Someone as strong as you shouldn't contract a Little Steel Falcon."
"Just because your father was forcibly de-contracted by Steel Emperor, you’re targeting all pet beasts of the Little Steel Falcon species? Isn't that a bit extreme?"
Thompson’s face instantly turned ugly.
Qiao Sang didn’t bother arguing further. Everyone had their own perspectives, and once someone became fixated on a belief, it was hard for them to see things objectively.
She wasn’t some anime protagonist who could change someone’s mind with mere words.
She looked at Little Treasure.
Little Treasure immediately understood, his eyes glowing purple as he looked at Thompson.
On a day , during the Friendship Match, an attempt to harm another’s pet beast, though unsuccessful, would likely be brushed off as a minor incident, with nothing officially recorded.
But that wasn’t what Qiao Sang wanted.
Little Treasure's eyes quickly returned to their original golden color, making Thompson briefly wonder if he had imagined the purple hue.
"Don't touch my Steel Falcon again." Qiao Sang said coldly.
Gangbao stared at her Beast Master in surprise, feeling an overwhelming sense of security.
She thought for a moment and quietly suppressed the idea of tracking this human and secretly spitting on his head.
"Why were you talking to Thompson?" As soon as Qiao Sang returned to the group, Hulis curiously leaned in to ask.
"Nothing much, just a casual chat." Qiao Sang replied dismissively.
Nearby, Alva overheard and walked over with a smile.
"That Cyril Thompson you were just talking to was originally supposed to be part of the Friendship Mtach. His team battle skills ranked among the top three in our senior year. Unfortunately, Madeline-sensei calculated that if he participated, he would suffer a crushing defeat, so the school replaced him."
"Not competing must have been a regret for him. I guess he watched your match and wanted to challenge you separately. Did I guess right?"
Good guess, next time, don’t guess... Qiao Sang said, "He didn't challenge me, unfortunately."
So he was just picking a fight… Alva silently glanced at the quiet Little Steel Falcon beside them.
Thompson’s father’s situation was well known across the school.
Qiao Sang suddenly remembered something and asked with interest, "By the way, you mentioned Madeline-sensei calculated something earlier. Does your school have a divination teacher?"
Hulis was also intrigued and leaned in.
"It’s her pet." Alva laughed.
"She has a Zeyoulais. Give it two choices, and it can precisely determine which one is the better option."
Ze Youlais? Why does that ability sound familiar... Qiao Sang pondered and quickly recalled where she had heard it before.
She asked, "How is it related to Ye Zomu?"
As expected of a Blue Star native, she didn’t even know this... Alva explained, "Ze Youlais is Ye Zomu's general-rank evolution."
So it's the evolved form of Ye Zomu... Qiao Sang instantly lost interest.
She still remembered how Yuna’s Ye Zomu once predicted a winner, only for that person to lose the next second.
At that moment, Alva pointed toward a building ahead and said, "Madeline-sensei's office is right there. Do you guys want to check it out? You might get a chance to meet her and have her predict something for you."
Seeing Qiao Sang’s lack of response, Alva added, "It's very accurate."