Beast Taming: My System is Bugged

That withered, shadowy giant claw didn’t just possess a destructive grasping force; it also radiated an invisible "mysterious" domain.

The moment Gu Ming grabbed Lu You’s arm, about to use Cyan Treasure’s Rootless Wood Power to Escape into the void,

the surrounding Space felt as if it had been cast in viscous, law-distorting black asphalt!

’Not good!’ Gu Ming’s heart skipped a beat. ’The methods of a High-star Beastmaster’s Pet Beast are too powerful. It’s a complete curb-stomp. She isn’t even giving us half a second to escape.’

"Hmph. Petty spatial tricks. You dare show them off in front of me?"

The old woman’s hoarse voice, tinged with the playful cruelty of a cat toying with a mouse, echoed from afar.

Gu Ming’s heart sank.

He felt Cyan Treasure’s Rootless Wood Power sink into a boundless quagmire. Tearing through even an inch of Space now required several times the usual Power, and its Speed plummeted to zero!

Lu You’s face was deathly pale, pinned by that targeted, oppressive aura.

The sliver of mobility she had just regained through her courage was stripped away once more. She couldn’t even twitch a fingertip.

The two of them were like insects trapped in amber, watching helplessly as the giant claw that filled their vision closed in, leaving them nowhere to run.

"ROAR—!"

On the other side of the audience stands,

the True Dragon’s master had clearly noticed the unfolding crisis and where the Guiding Granny’s attention was focused.

’The enemy wants them, so I must protect them. I can’t let her get what she wants so easily.’

A furious dragon’s roar shook the entire stadium.

The agile, majestic dragon abandoned its pursuit of the lingering fissure.

It transformed into a bolt of platinum lightning, tearing across the sky as it shot directly toward the shadowy giant claw reaching for Lu You!

Its claws shot out, imbued with a brilliant, righteous aura that purified evil and stabilized Space. It clawed viciously at the withered wrist, a tactic to relieve the siege by attacking the besieger.

The old woman seemed to have anticipated this.

The other Runic ghost hand fighting the Jade Dragon abruptly retracted some of its Power, tracing a bizarre, spectral-green seal in the air that just barely blocked the furious strike of the platinum dragon.

The clash of two immense Powers triggered another energy storm, but it also caused the giant claw reaching for Lu You to pause for a fraction of a second.

The domain’s suppression loosened, an extremely subtle and fleeting reprieve.

The two had been struggling to move the entire time, but their reactions were no match for the old crone from the Thousand Coffin Sect.

Gu Ming managed to jerk his body back an inch before he was frozen in place again.

However, beneath a seat in the stands, noticed by no one,

inside the specialized cultivation tank that had rolled to the ground when its master was endangered, its nutrient solution gushing out, was the Tri-color Pupa! On its smooth shell, the colors had long since solidified.

Inside the tank, the Tri-color Pupa’s mindscape was weathering an unprecedented emotional storm.

From the joy of watching the match to the terror of the sky tearing open.

From there, to the tension of the Star Spirit’s warning, and the desperate terror when its master’s life was threatened.

The glimmer of hope when Gu Ming suddenly appeared, and now, the return of this suffocating, deathly pressure...

Its emotions were a roller coaster, flung to dizzying heights only to be plunged into a bottomless abyss.

’I can’t wait any longer!’

A single, clear, resolute thought shattered the instinct to advance that it had long suppressed in pursuit of a "perfect Form Evolution."

As possibly the only Tri-color Pupa in the entire country to possess full sentience and undergo a Form Evolution tempered by dreams,

it knew it was standing at the cusp of a once-in-a-lifetime evolutionary juncture.

It operated its Breathing Technique day and night, tirelessly and efficiently absorbing all manner of emotions and energy.

Its actual accumulated power had quietly reached the threshold of a Quasi-Four-star several days ago.

It felt it could perform a Splitting Inner Core and step into the Four-star Domain at any moment, but it was stuck at the stage of breaking its cocoon, which required immense force.

This meant it could continue its Cultivation and keep improving.

It held back.

It wanted to wait for the perfect moment, to allow its life form and energy level to complete a synchronous, epic Leap, laying an unsurpassed foundation for its future.

After all, catching up to its two seniors, Cyan Treasure and Ah Kun, required more than just hard work; it needed Talent and luck.

Before, luck had been on its side.

But now, its master was in mortal danger!

’What perfect moment?’

’What golden opportunity?’

’None of it is more important than my master’s safety!’

’I’ll risk it all!’

’Even if I emerge early, even if my form isn’t perfect, I will... protect her!’

"CRACK—"

A faint but distinct cracking sound, in a lull between the roaring energy and the dragon’s cry, bizarrely reached the ears of the nearby Lu You and Gu Ming.

Its clear intent and resolute will to protect its master, combined with the fervent burning of its emotions, made the cocoon—which should have required fifty percent of its strength to shatter—suddenly become as thin as a cicada’s wing, breaking at the slightest touch.

Gu Ming and Lu You turned their heads in unison. The sound hadn’t come from the clash between the dragon and the ghost hand, but from the ground—from the broken tank!

In that instant, in a corner of the stands, an indescribably brilliant light erupted without warning!

It was as if all the world’s purest, most fantastical colors had been shattered, then fused back together and released in a single, iridescent burst!

Shards of the broken tank and the remaining nutrient solution were pushed aside by a gentle yet majestic Power.

At the center, cracks spiderwebbed across the smooth surface of the Tri-color Pupa’s shell.

A scorching, vibrant light shone from within, as if a miniature, multicolored sun was being born.

The material of the cocoon was utterly disintegrated by the sweeping light of Evolution, turning to iridescent dust that merged into the burst of rainbow light.

A figure emerged, stretching out in a way that transcended ordinary Evolution, filled with the ceremonial grace of life’s ascension.

That was the moment the butterfly wings first unfurled.

Its wings had not yet fully hardened or stretched to the sky-blotting size of an adult Illusory Color Butterfly.

They still possessed a newborn delicacy and crystalline sheen, but the colors that flowed across them were enough to mesmerize any who gazed upon them.

With blue, green, and purple as the base tones, the colors blended and shifted on its wing membranes as naturally as water and sunset clouds, refracting countless indescribable, hazy hues that seemed to exist only on the fringes of a dream.

As the light flowed across them, faint and ancient patterns flashed in and out of existence, emitting an aura that didn’t belong to a Rainbow Wing Butterfly, but was something far more ancient and vast.

Yichuan Ruins, the Primordial Dream Butterfly...

Under the Catalyst of extreme emotional impact and its will to protect, the newborn Rainbow Wing Butterfly was imitating that lingering Memory Fragment!

The newborn Rainbow Wing Butterfly didn’t even have time to get used to the feeling of its wings. Its compound eyes reflected its master’s terrified face and the immense, shadowy claw just inches away.

No screeching, no roaring.

It simply released all the Power it had just been born with, a natural stream of light flowing forth.

In its mind, it recalled a sliver of the Primordial Dream Butterfly’s imprinted memory, one it had experienced countless times in the Dream Cultivation Space.

A blurry figure shimmering with a thousand rainbows, like an incarnation of the sky itself, gently flapped its wings at the descending claw.

An invisible "tide," shimmering with the magnificent luster of a dream bubble, spread out silently from the Rainbow Wing Butterfly.

Wherever this "tide" passed, light distorted slightly and colors became more saturated.

It was as if reality itself had been covered by an extremely thin, yet strangely textured, dream-like filter.

This was a technique it had spontaneously comprehended upon its emergence, inspired in the moment as it emulated a supreme, butterfly-type being.

It named this move Illusory Dream Tide.

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