A deafening rumble shook the entire hidden chamber, extending even to the ruins outside.
Fortunately, this ancient principality ruin was nestled deep within the Gray-White Hills, far removed from any settlents. If such a disturbance had erupted within a city, it would have surely sparked widespread panic, with civilians mistaking it for an earthquake or so other natural disaster.
Xia Ya remained motionless at the chamber’s center, as layers of settled dust cascaded down around him.
Yet, his gaze remained firmly locked on the bronze pedestal.
A brilliant crimson glow radiated from the stone carving, illuminating the entire chamber with an eerie clarity.
After a long mont, the red luminescence gradually receded, and with it, the tremors subsided.
While the stone carving’s appearance remained unchanged, Xia Ya could sense that the corrupting and deathly aura that had once clung to it had completely vanished.
Now, it was no longer so strange and sinister Corrupted Object tainted by an Evil God’s influence—it was simply an ordinary stone artifact.
But in its place, sothing new had erged—
Above the bronze pedestal, twisted rays of light converged, forming a gate-like phenonon.
Perched on Xia Ya’s left shoulder, his small snow ferret blinked its gem-like crimson eyes, curiously observing the distorted gateway that Xia Ya had just summoned.
As a master of high-tier illusion arts, Silver could clearly perceive that this warping portal was no re optical illusion—it wasn’t a trick of light refraction or misaligned perspective.
No.
This was a true spatial anomaly—a fracture in the laws of space, where even light itself twisted upon passing through.
Xia Ya stared at the distorted gate, his heart racing with unrestrained excitent.
"Historical Echo."
Or, as so called it—
"Echoes of Ti," "Fragnts of the Past," "Remnants of the River of Ti"…
So many nas, all describing the sa extraordinary phenonon.
This event was exceptionally rare, involving both ti and space laws—a mystery even among the legendary-tier powerhouses.
To commoners, it was nothing more than an urban legend, a fairy tale dismissed with skepticism.
Even to the top-tier extraordinary beings, the Historical Echo remained an enigma—a phenonon without a clear, universal explanation.
The most widely accepted theory was that a Historical Echo could only manifest within ancient ruins of significant historical weight, preserving fragnts of a forgotten past, often shaped by the obsessive will of a peerless powerhouse.
As for the specific chanics behind it, even after countless hours of research, Xia Ya had found few concrete answers.
But one thing was certain—
To complete the third stage of his Beginner Quest, finding a Historical Echo was his only possible path forward.
Only within the cracks of ti, within these fragnts of history, could Xia Ya have a chance to encounter the long-lost Grand Duke’s daughter—Sylvia, the Argent Witch.
After all—
If the System accepted sothing as ridiculous as writing his na in a family registry as a valid thod to join the Grand Duke’s family—
Then surely, interacting with Sylvia within a Historical Echo to increase her favorability was just as feasible.
And fortunately—
Xia Ya had bet correctly.
As the final remnant of a once glorious principality, this ruin indeed contained a Historical Echo.
Just as he had predicted, the Evil God’s relic, which had likely played a role in destroying this ancient nation, had been the key to unlocking the Historical Echo.
Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Xia Ya reached toward the shimring distortion of light.
The instant his fingertips approached, he felt a forceful repulsion, pushing his hand away.
At the sa ti, a cold System notification echoed in his mind—
[Entry Requirent: Insufficient Space-Ti Affinity.]
"Knew it."
Xia Ya’s black eyes glead.
The Historical Echo was so mysterious and rare, not only because it barely ever appeared, but also because entering one required a high level of affinity with space-ti laws.
Without sufficient Space-Ti Affinity, even if soone stumbled upon a Historical Echo, they would only be able to watch helplessly from the outside, waiting for it to fade away with ti.
But Xia Ya had spent years preparing for this mont—
There was no way he hadn’t accounted for this issue.
With a thought, he summoned a round, half-ter-tall stone, which silently dropped onto the chamber’s floor.
"Ying-ying~ (Long ti no see!)"
Silver, the snow ferret on Xia Ya’s shoulder, chirped excitedly at the rolling stone.
"Jiji!! (Long ti no see!)"
A muffled voice responded as the stone rolled forward, wobbling slightly before tumbling toward Xia Ya.
"Jiji! (Master, is it finally my turn to get so upgrades?)"
Through their Soul Link, Xia Ya could clearly feel the boundless joy and anticipation coming from his contracted beast.
【Soul Pact Details】
Species: Sealed Stone Monkey (Sealed State)
Soul Pact Status: Second Soul Pact (Master-Servant Contract: Xia Ya Egut)
Combat Level: 1
Species Tier: Low-Tier Extraordinary
Unique Beast Skill: "Nurture" (Perfect)
Although Xia Ya was a Transmigrator, he hadn’t inherited the classic "waste protagonist" trope often seen in such stories.
Quite the opposite—his Soul Aptitude as a Beastmaster was exceptionally high.
At just seventeen years old, he had already reached the Second-Ring Mid-Tier Beastmaster rank—
According to the System panel, he was Level 28, only a step away from advancing to Third-Ring High-Tier Beastmaster.
His progression speed was so remarkable that even the elite noble heirs of the Imperial Capital would have trouble keeping up.
However—
Even among his academy peers in the Imperial Capital, no one had ever seen the beast of his Second Soul Pact.
Many assud that Xia Ya followed the "Single Beast Specialization" route—
Focusing all his resources on training one exceptionally powerful summoned beast, without the luxury of raising multiple beasts at once.
A reasonable assumption—after all, Xia Ya had no powerful background or family support.
Raising his snow ferret, Silver, to a level where it could defeat young Monarch-tier beasts was already a remarkable feat.
It only made sense that he lacked the resources to train another.
But—
Only a handful of people knew the truth—
Xia Ya’s Second Soul Pact had long been occupied.
And over the years, the majority of his resources had been poured into it—
Even more than he had invested in Silver, whose abilities were already well-developed.
Crouching down, Xia Ya picked up the slowly rolling stone, gently running his fingers over its smooth surface.
A slight smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Since I already have a snow ferret that can use Tsukuyomi—"
"Wouldn’t it make perfect sense to train a monkey that specializes in spatial abilities?"
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