This was the Spirit Binding Technique I'd been dreaming about day and night! Clutching it in my hands, I could barely believe it was real!
I wasted no ti and made a beeline for the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
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anwhile, Garcia Coleman had been brought back to the Second Secret Realm.
In the Mystic Realm, Jensen Coleman was furious and heartbroken.
"Didn't I tell you to leave him alone? It's only been a few days—couldn't you control yourself?" Jensen Coleman snapped.
Garcia Coleman clenched his jaw. "Mason Raymond was running his mouth. How was I supposed to take that! If I'd let him keep trash-talking , I'd have no dignity left!"
"Dignity? You still talk about dignity?" Jensen Coleman laughed bitterly.
"And what happened? He beat you half to death, and now you think you have dignity? You've dragged our Second Secret Realm's reputation through the mud!"
The ntion of this made Garcia Coleman seethe with rage.
"I underestimated him..." Garcia Coleman's fists tightened.
This defeat had definitely humiliated Garcia Coleman.
"Dad, I need to fight him again no matter what!" Garcia Coleman said stubbornly.
Jensen Coleman replied coldly, "This is out of our hands now. He's got the Spirit Binding Technique—what more can you do?"
Garcia Coleman started to speak but Jensen Coleman cut him off.
"Because of your ss, the higher-ups are furious. They've given a kill order. The mont a Martial Saint breaks through, they'll send him to eliminate Mason Raymond." Jensen Coleman's voice was ice-cold.
Garcia Coleman jumped in, "Then let lead it!"
"You're staying in the Second Secret Realm," Jensen Coleman said coldly.
"No way!" Garcia Coleman was dead set.
"I can't just slink back like this. I'm going back to the Capital City Martial Arts Association."
Jensen Coleman wanted to refuse, but Garcia Coleman wouldn't budge.
With no other option, Jensen Coleman nodded. "Fine, you can go back, but you don't make a move until the Martial Saint shows up."
"Deal!" Garcia Coleman agreed instantly.
For Garcia Coleman, as long as he could return to the Capital City Martial Arts Association, he'd agree to anything.
"Just hold on—it won't be more than a week," Jensen Coleman squeezed Garcia Coleman's shoulder.
"When the ti cos, a Martial Saint will kill Mason Raymond and bring Mabel Sean back!"
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On my end, I was clutching the Spirit Binding Technique and racing back to the Divine Alchemist Pavilion.
The second I walked in, I blurted out, "Pavilion Master, where's Mabel?"
"She's in the secret chamber. What's going on?" The Pavilion Master looked confused.
My hands shook as I said, "The Spirit Binding Technique... I got the Spirit Binding Technique!"
At this, the Pavilion Master's face lit up with surprise.
"Did you use Garcia Coleman to obtain it?" The Pavilion Master asked cautiously.
I nodded. "Yeah, that's exactly why I went after Garcia Coleman."
I waved my hand impatiently. "Don't waste ti—take to the secret chamber now."
I couldn't wait to see Mabel Sean awake.
But the Pavilion Master said helplessly, "Even with the Spirit Binding Technique, you need ti to master it. Are you planning to save her just by holding that book?"
I froze, smacked my forehead, and said sheepishly, "I got too excited and forgot..."
"Pavilion Master, give half a day," I quickly told him and headed back to my elder's residence.
Watching my frantic behavior, Violet Seth raised an eyebrow.
"Is it worth getting this worked up? What's so special about this Mabel Sean..." Violet Seth muttered under her breath.
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Inside my elder's residence.
I sat cross-legged on the bed with the Spirit Binding Technique in front of .
With my abilities, it shouldn't take long to master a cultivation technique—even a Divine Rank thod would only need a few hours max.
But right now, I couldn't settle my mind, which stretched out my learning ti.
Hours crawled by, and after a full five hours, I finally opened my eyes.
I exhaled deeply, my eyes snapping wide open.
"This Spirit Binding Technique... it's really sothing else," I muttered to myself.
After mastering the Spirit Binding Technique, I understood how terrifying it was.
This thod didn't just put people's consciousness to sleep—it could even control their minds and force them into unfair contracts.
Luckily, Mabel Sean's consciousness was only sleeping. If her mind had been forced into a contract, only the technique's original user could break it.
I left the elder's residence and hurried to the Pavilion Master Building.
The Pavilion Master and two assistants were waiting, and the secret chamber door was already open.
I took a deep breath, stepped quickly into the secret chamber, and knelt beside the dicinal pool.
In the pool, Mabel Sean was still perfect, her pale skin and black hair floating in the dicinal bath, a intoxicating mix of her natural scent and dicine filling the air.
Even asleep, Mabel Sean's beauty hadn't faded—if anything, her vulnerability made want to protect her even more.
I gently took Mabel Sean's hand, whispering, "Mabel, we can finally be together..."
I'd been waiting forever for this mont!
I didn't hesitate and imdiately started the Spirit Binding Technique.
My hands glowed with soft light, hovering over Mabel Sean's head.
Incredible rays of light flowed slowly under my palms like water ripples.
This energy was like silk, wrapping around Mabel Sean's delicate form, with wisps of power entering her body through her skin.
My heart hamred with nerves, and the Pavilion Master looked worried too.
"Hum!"
With a gentle sound, a thread of golden light flashed across Mabel Sean's forehead!
This golden streak blood like a flower, slowly spreading across her brow!
And with that, I pulled my hands back.
I stared anxiously at Mabel Sean, my heart in my throat.
I clenched my fists tight, eyes locked on Mabel Sean.
The room was dead silent—you could hear everyone's shallow breathing.
"Splash"
Suddenly, there was a sound from the dicinal pool!
Mabel Sean's hand slowly rose.
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