"hold head high!"

The Silver Dragon roared, its sound waves piercing through the walls of the training room and startling the entire manor.

Zhou Heng's face broke into a broad smile: "Feihong, you're amazing! As expected of a noble dragon, you're simply the best!"

"hold head high!"

The Silver Dragon immediately shrunk in size, becoming one meter long, and wrapped itself around Zhou Heng's wrist.

Zhou Heng reached out and touched the scales of the Overturning Silver Dragon.

So far, Zhou Heng has not used the Spirit Source Pearl to help the Overturning Sea Silver Dragon improve its bloodline and level. The reason why the Overturning Sea Silver Dragon was able to reach the third rank and ninth level so quickly is because its quality is high enough and its resources are abundant. Otherwise, it really couldn't catch up with the Phoenix Azure Phoenix, which has been receiving Spirit Source Pearls for feeding.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhou transformed into two phantoms and flew into the training room.

Upon seeing the Overturning Sea Silver Dragon on Zhou Heng's wrist, the two immediately stopped: "My good son, Fei Hong has advanced to the ninth level of the third rank?"

Zhou Heng smiled knowingly: "Mom and Dad, I was just about to come find you to tell you the good news."

Zhou's father said with a smile, "Feihong's dragon roar was quite a show; it startled us immediately."

Zhou Heng was overjoyed: "Feihong just broke through, and it was so happy that it couldn't help but let out a long howl."

Mother Zhou's eyes were full of praise: "Of course you should be happy. Now two of your three beasts have reached the third rank, ninth level, and the other one is almost there too. Your strength is getting stronger and stronger."

Zhou Heng nodded: "That's right, in at most ten more days, the Tyrant will also break through."

Mr. Zhou then said, "Your nineteenth birthday is on the 22nd. We have booked the entire Zhaixing Pavilion, and we will celebrate your birthday on the 22nd sharp."

Zhaixing Pavilion is the only seven-star restaurant on Xuanxiao Star that has hosted three seventh-tier feudal lord beast tamers. It has been eight hundred years since it opened, making it a true century-old establishment.

Those who can afford to eat at this place are all people of status.

To book it outright, money alone isn't enough; one's social status is also crucial.

Zhou Heng hesitated for a moment: "But May 22nd this year is a Monday, and I have to go to school on that day."

Zhou's mother didn't take it seriously: "It's nothing, just ask for a day off, right?"

Zhou's father had already made arrangements: "Not only you, but also all your friends, no matter which school they are from, call them all over. I will go directly to their principals and get them all leave."

Zhou Heng hesitated and asked, "Is this okay?"

Mr. Zhou didn't care at all: "What's wrong with it? It's a small matter! I am the deputy director of education at the Xuanxiao Star Education Bureau. Let alone just helping a few students ask for leave, even if it's the principal of one of the top ten beast-taming high schools, I can replace him with just one word."

Zhou's mother chimed in, "Anyway, training beast tamers is something that can't be rushed. Missing a day or two of class won't affect anything."

Zhou Heng nodded: "Since Mom and Dad have said so, we'll listen to you!"

……

May twenty-second.

The afternoon sun shone brightly, bathing the towering, radiant Star-Picking Pavilion in a dazzling golden glow.

The only seven-star restaurant in Xuanxiao City was unusually quiet today, and many beast tamers who wanted to dine there were turned away from the outside.

A banner measuring one kilometer long and one hundred meters wide hangs in the most prominent position in the Zhaixing Pavilion, bearing the nine large gilded characters "Wishing Young Master Zhou Heng a Happy Birthday".

The main gate of Zhaixing Pavilion was wide open, and a red carpet stretching for 10,000 meters was laid directly onto the road, extending for ten kilometers. No pedestrians or vehicles dared to step on it, and all chose to detour.

Thousands of waiters in red uniforms stood on both sides of the red carpet, each holding a bouquet of flowers and accompanied by a two-meter-long, golden-feathered second-tier beast, the Golden Feathered Sparrow.

These waiters are all beast tamers with the talent to tame beasts; ordinary restaurants are not qualified to have beast tamers as waiters.

The Golden Feathered Sparrow is a mid-tier bronze-quality beast. Its combat strength is very average, but its appearance is excellent, making it perfect for welcoming distinguished guests.

These service staff were contracted specifically by Zhaixing Pavilion.

As a seven-star restaurant, it is backed by several sixth-tier commander-level beast tamers, and its apparent owner is a fourth-tier grandmaster beast tamer.

The nominal owner of Zhaixing Pavilion, a fourth-tier grandmaster beast tamer who usually commands great respect from lower-level beast tamers, was standing at the entrance of Zhaixing Pavilion, gazing expectantly at the horizon, waiting for the arrival of the distinguished guests who had booked the entire venue for the day.

Behind him followed several subordinates dressed in festive attire, all of whom were third-tier elite beast tamers.

These people have been waiting here for almost two hours, but they haven't complained at all.

A direct descendant of an eighth-tier monarch beast tamer, and the grandson of a seventh-tier feudal lord beast tamer—either of these identities makes their waiting here worthwhile.

Suddenly, a crack appeared on the horizon, and a huge shadow swept across the sky, stirring up gusts of wind.

A magnificent purple peacock, three hundred meters long, spread its wings and landed outside the Star-Picking Pavilion in an instant.

Before the Night Peacock had even come to a complete stop, the owner of the Star-Picking Pavilion had already shed all the cold arrogance and majesty befitting a fourth-tier Grandmaster Beast Tamer, replacing it with an extremely eager, even slightly humble, smile as he strode toward Zhou Heng's parents, who were flying down from the Night Peacock's back with Zhou Heng.

"It is an honor for our humble establishment that the Academician and his wife have graced us with their presence!" The owner of Zhaixing Pavilion spoke in a loud yet respectful voice.

He first bowed deeply, then his gaze fell precisely on Zhou Heng, his smile extremely obsequious: "This must be Young Master Zhou Heng! You are truly a man of exceptional talent and bearing! Look at your demeanor, your spirit—composed yet heroic, decisive yet resolute. You are destined for greatness! The Academician and his wife are truly blessed; they are the envy of all!"

Zhou's mother held Zhou Heng's arm, a graceful smile playing on her lips.

Mr. Zhou nodded steadily, clearly used to such flattery, but the slight curve at the corner of his eye showed that he was quite pleased.

Zhou Heng always believed in not hitting a smiling face, so he politely nodded slightly in response to the flattery from the owner of Zhaixing Pavilion.

Upon receiving Zhou Heng's response, the owner of Zhaixing Pavilion was immediately flattered, his smile widening even further.

Feng Zhong and Feng Yong, the two assassins, followed Zhou Heng and his family of three like shadows.

The owner of Zhaixing Pavilion knew the rules, so he acted as if he hadn't seen the two of them.

He stepped forward, bowing and scraping, and said, "Your Excellency, Madam, Young Master, the birthday banquet is ready. Shall we go upstairs first?"

A blue light flashed between Zhou's brows as he recalled the Radiant Peacock into his beast-taming space: "Heng'er, shall we go?"

Zhou Heng looked around and asked, "Dad, why haven't my friends arrived yet?"

Mr. Zhou looked at him with loving eyes: "Don't worry, they'll be here soon."

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