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Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 39Book 4: : Pet Beast Snatched
Vol 4 Chapter 39: Pet Beast Snatched
"Got news from the clone."
"But it's not progress on the Bodhi Tree matter. Instead, it's an unexpected piece of information."
Burial Immortal Volcano.
Lin Jing, who was familiarizing himself with the power of the Phantom Infant, slowly stood up.
The Artifact Ghost Mother was a universal artifact spirit capable of activating Celestial Artifacts...
This intel, it had to be said, was extremely valuable. If it leaked out, countless top forces would scramble for it.
"Gao Sheng truly deserves to be called a Child of Fortune, his luck is off the charts. But this time, his actions are a bit unworthy of the name his family gave him."
"Reporting to the Ancient Emperor would be the real 'Gao Sheng' (high rise), but he plans to hand the intel over to the Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor instead. He really underestimated him."
Lin Jing chuckled. If his judgment was right, the Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor should have gone to the boundary wall, just like Her Majesty the Demon Emperor's true body, to reinforce the defense of the Tianyuan Realm. Gao Sheng not being able to reach him was quite normal.
Lin Jing took out the communication treasure that Cold Moon Sword Immortal had once gifted him...
If she was still in the Western Desert, he should be able to find Cold Moon Sword Immortal with this.
"Forgot that near the Burial Immortal Volcano, such communication treasures are useless..."
After trying it out, Lin Jing found that the treasure was basically dead. He couldn't help but start flying away from the volcano.
The Thunder Dragon Ancestor immediately followed.
However, even after flying some distance, the communication treasure still didn't work. Lin Jing frowned.
Cold Moon Sword Immortal should have only just arrived at the Western Desert not long ago, no reason to leave so soon.
If he couldn’t reach her now, it meant she was also in a place similar to the Burial Immortal Volcano.
No wonder Gao Sheng couldn’t find her and had to ask him for help.
"Your Highness Holy Son, what happened?" Thunder Dragon Ancestor asked Lin Jing.
"Senior Thunder Dragon, contact all branches of the Demon Court in the Western Desert. Help me find someone with all your might."
"Who?!"
"Disciple of the Sky-Splitting Sword Ancestor, Cold Moon Sword Immortal, Feng Ning."
"Feng... the girl from the Feng family, one of the Eight Great Families of Martial Emperor City." Thunder Dragon Ancestor nodded, indicating he understood.
"Please return inside the barrier, Your Highness Holy Son. Issuing the orders to all the beast clans will take some time."
Lin Jing nodded and said, "No need to worry about me..."
Soon after, Lin Jing returned to the barrier near the Burial Immortal Volcano, quietly waiting for the Demon Court to help him find Cold Moon Sword Immortal’s whereabouts.
He sat cross-legged and continued cultivating, inwardly observing the misty Phantom Infant, murmuring, "With a solid foundation, it's not that hard to control Nascent Soul power. Maybe I really can use this temporary Nascent Soul power to forge an external incarnation in advance." freeweɓnøvel.com
"Normally, Nascent Soul experts forge incarnations to better comprehend the power of heaven and earth and eventually ascend to the Soul Transformation Stage. But in my case, whether staying in the Demon Court during the Golden Era, or going to the Origin Realm rich in natural forces and Immortal fate, I won't have trouble advancing to Soul Transformation. So my external incarnation doesn’t necessarily have to be made from supreme-grade spiritual plants aligned with nature. I can pick another path!"
"The incarnation could follow the Beast Taming Dao to increase the number of my contract beasts, but that's not particularly meaningful."
"Another option is to find some top-tier Immortal Palace techniques, ones that are considered good even in the Immortal Realm, and let the incarnation cultivate them."
"Although such techniques are extremely rare, if I can get the Mechanical Turtle to master the Divine Scripture, I'd have the chance to summon Ancient Powerhouses and inherit their techniques. It’s not impossible."
"The most absurd option is... just as Senior Magic Pine suggested... to become a 'Heir of the Demonic Sky Sect', giving both my true self and incarnation an extra path to survive in this lower world ruled by the Demonic Sky Sect."
Lin Jing took a deep breath. Since he had already mastered the Heavenly Demon Physique and Heavenly Demon Divine Sense, it wouldn't hurt to learn a few more Demonic Sky Sect inheritances.
But what material should he use to forge the external incarnation so that it would best align with the Demonic Sky Sect inheritance...?
As he pondered, Lin Jing’s expression suddenly changed—he sensed an immensely powerful ghost aura.
"Your Highness Holy Son, bad news, hurry, we’ll cover you!"
A Thunder Dragon rushed over, looking anxious.
"The Artifact Ghost Mother we once searched for has suddenly appeared, possessing a treasure on the wooden ship, and is currently snatching all the fishing artifacts. Once she finishes, she’ll likely go on a killing spree!"
"We’ve already tried to recall the Ancestor. Until he returns, please retreat into the depths of the Burial Immortal Volcano, Your Highness. The Ghost Mother, being a death spirit, can only operate near the edges of the volcano. She definitely wouldn't dare go deeper!"
What the hell, the Ghost Mother appears now?!
Lin Jing froze. A year ago, he had tried everything to find the Ghost Mother for the Golden Light Temple’s test, and no matter how he baited, she never showed up.
Now, after he had already passed the test using the Ghost Bride’s power, she popped up?!
And just after he learned the Ghost Mother's true identity!
"Yeah right, what a f***ing convenient plot you’re writing here."
"Mushroom, I’ve already completed the body refinement. You don’t have to deliberately create illusions anymore."
"Illusion, break!"
Lin Jing shouted lowly—but nothing happened.
The Spell Spirit Origin Fungus emerged, looking wronged and puzzled. Illusion? What illusion?
It hadn't created any illusion at all.
Not an illusion?
It's real?!
Lin Jing's face changed again. It really was that coincidental.
"Fear not, Your Highness!!!"
At the critical moment when Lin Jing froze, a thunderous boom rang from the sky. The Thunder Dragon Ancestor broke through the air. Although Lin Jing had sent him to issue a wanted order, he hadn't gone far—he had hidden in the void, using lightning to transmit commands across the Western Desert’s beast clans.
Receiving the Thunder Dragon prodigies' urgent cry for help, he immediately interrupted the command and rushed back to protect Lin Jing.
Terrifying dragon might, thunder power, and sword intent merged into one overwhelming force, enveloping the Ghost Mother who was stealing artifacts on the ship.
But facing the Thunder Dragon Ancestor’s might, the Ghost Mother was no fool. She instantly disappeared, likely possessing one of the artifacts and becoming its artifact spirit.
"Capture alive." Lin Jing gave the order.
The Thunder Dragon Ancestor heavily nodded, but despite sweeping the artifacts on the ship with lightning-like divine sense, he couldn’t detect any trace of the Ghost Mother, causing his brows to furrow.
"Damn, sigh!"
Until—the Dragon Carp and Pine Leaf Mouse suddenly cried out in alarm, drawing the Ancestor’s and Snow Thunder Dragon’s attention to underneath the ship.
They saw the Mechanical Turtle, which had been recharging and resting at the edge of the barrier, suddenly and weirdly moving.
An Artifact Ghost couldn’t amplify the artifact’s power beyond limits without integrating its own force.
The Mechanical Turtle was the only space-type construct here. Though mechanical, the Artifact Ghost seemed able to possess it.
"Bad!"
Thunder Dragon Ancestor and Lin Jing both exclaimed.
Just as they were about to act, the Mechanical Turtle slipped into the void and vanished without a trace.
Even a ghost knew—at this point, fighting over some artifacts and clashing with Lin Jing and the Thunder Dragon Ancestor was unwise. Avoiding conflict was the best move.