"Alright, alright, Yan'er, where have you been? Hurry up and grab the number, it'll be your turn soon!"

When Duke Bei Hong of Jin saw his beloved granddaughter, the heavy weight in his heart finally lifted, and he stuffed the number plate, which was radiating green light, into Bei Yan's hand.

"Where have you been running off to play again? How could you forget something so important? You're going back to the Beast Summoning Tournament and will be confined for three days. You're not allowed to leave the house without orders!"

Duke Bei Xiao of Jin, with a stern face, reprimanded him without any attempt to conceal his seriousness. Lin Wan, standing beside Bei Xiao, patted his chest and offered some words of advice.

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. Yan'er is here now. She'll be summoning her natal beast later, so don't blame her."

When his beloved wife spoke, Bei Xiao gave a soft hum and withdrew his glare from Bei Yan. "Isn't it all because of you? You all spoil her so much. Otherwise, would she be so unruly?"

Lin Rou offered another round of comforting words, then secretly gave Bei Yan a look. Bei Yan sniffed.

She tugged at Bei Xiao's wide sleeve and shook it, speaking softly and gently as she saw him.

"Father, I know I was wrong. Please don't be angry with Yan'er anymore."

"I know, that's good. Do your best later and don't embarrass your father."

Bei Xiao is a stubborn person with a soft heart. When his daughter acted cute, he lowered his voice several notches.

Seeing Bei Xiao's expression, the others secretly chuckled to themselves, but dared not laugh out loud, their faces turning red as they suppressed their laughter.

"The young princess of the Duke's Mansion of the Jin Kingdom, Bei Yan." The white-haired, venerable old man on the Beast Summoning Assembly stage called out Bei Yan's name in a booming voice.

"Quickly, Yan'er, it's your turn. Come on stage!" The old Duke of Jin was more anxious than anyone else when he heard his granddaughter's name.

Under the expectant gaze of his family, Bei Yan, with a heart ready to die, leaped onto the stage.

Fortunately, she knew she had no soul power, so she begged her brother to teach her some martial arts; otherwise, she would have been walking up to the stage by now.

"Little one, just place your hand on the crystal ball, close your eyes, and concentrate your soul power."

The white-haired old man saw that the little girl was fair-skinned and tender, with a pair of bright black eyes that seemed to speak volumes, and found her very endearing. Even his tone softened slightly.

Bei Jing—no, Bei Yan—looked at the crystal ball that shimmered like starlight, took a deep breath, and closed his eyes.

Tears welled up inside me, but oh well, at worst it's just embarrassing...

But in the next second, a loud phoenix cry pierced the sky and resounded through the heavens. Immediately afterwards, a silver phoenix flew into the air from Bei Yan's small body, and the silver phoenix danced and circled in the sky above the spirit realm.

"Heavens! My God! A phoenix! A phoenix! It's actually a phoenix! That's an ancient mythical beast!"

"Our Qianchen Kingdom has actually summoned a phoenix! The ancient divine beast, the phoenix, truly a blessing from heaven for our nation!"

The crowd below the stage erupted in cheers and chatter. The old Duke of Jin lost his balance, and Bei Yifeng quickly helped his grandfather up.

"Feng'er, if I'm not mistaken, our Yan'er has summoned the divine beast Phoenix, hasn't he? My old eyes are failing me, is it really our Yan'er?"

Bei Hong's hands trembled uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on the little child on the stage, as if afraid that if he looked away, the child would be a different person.

"Yes! Grandpa, you're not mistaken, it's our Yan'er!" Bei Yifeng's handsome face was filled with undisguised excitement.

How could I not be excited? His little sister has really done it! She's summoned a mythical beast!