Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 7Book 4: : Here for the Gu

Vol 4 Chapter 7: Here for the Gu

“This old monk’s really stingy.”

After some time, Lin Jing left the Demon-Slaying Temple. Outside the city, on the Nine Dragons Carriage, Ancestor Thunder Dragon was waiting for his return. Seeing Lin Jing mumbling to himself, he couldn’t help but ask:

“Has Your Highness achieved your goal?”

Lin Jing sighed, “I guess you could say that.”

As he spoke, he held out his hand, and his palm began to shimmer with seven-colored Buddhist light.

The next moment, Lin Jing’s entire body was wrapped in that same seven-colored light!

In a flash, he vanished from where he stood and reappeared nearly a kilometer away.

“This is…” Ancestor Thunder Dragon exclaimed in shock, “Turning oneself into Buddhist light, a teleportation technique with light-speed movement!!!”

“Judging by the effect, the process of turning into Buddhist light should also make one immune to purely physical damage that doesn’t involve spiritual power!”

He was utterly stunned. “No wonder His Highness called that monk stingy. Once someone comprehends spatial power, who would still use a technique like this? Our Thunder Dragon Clan has a similar technique that transforms the body into lightning—it’s even better than this! Would Your Highness like to learn it?”

Back aboard the flying vessel, Lin Jing replied, “No need. With the power of the Thunder Tribulation Gu, I can achieve lightning transformation too. This Buddhist Light Technique was created by the Demon-Slaying Temple’s senior Wu Mo. He passed it on to me just to give me a Buddhist identity.”

“But more than this technique, I’d rather learn the Buddhist Sect’s Indestructible Golden Body. Too bad that kind of supreme Buddhist technique isn’t taught to anyone outside the direct lineage. Even the lower-tier version, the Vajra Body, Senior Wu Mo was unwilling to teach me.”

“Looks like being the Second Sect Master’s disciple doesn’t get me very far…”

“Definitely stingy,” Ancestor Thunder Dragon nodded. “Your Highness need not care. These techniques aren’t worth it anyway. With the Thunder Dragon Clan’s scale-blood body tempering, your physical strength won’t lose out to those Buddhist body cultivators.”

Besides… Lin Jing also had the Thunder Tribulation Gu. Ancestor Thunder Dragon couldn’t even imagine how strong Lin Jing’s physical body might eventually become. The Thunder Dragon Clan itself might not even be a match.

“That’s true, but a lot of the scale-blood the clan gave me was taken by Senior Sister Holy Maiden. It’s just not enough,” Lin Jing sighed.

“That’s nothing,” Ancestor Thunder Dragon said obsequiously, “It’s just scale-blood. I have plenty. Your Highness, take as much as you want.”

The old dragon was now completely doting on Lin Jing, all to ensure the Thunder Dragon Clan became the number one clan in the Demon Court.

After all, His Majesty the Demon Emperor was only one individual—not a clan.

“Then I won’t hold back. I’ll leave all the scale-blood needed from Core Formation to Nascent Soul transformation to you, Senior.” Lin Jing nodded.

The dragon coachman was stunned and muttered, “Your Highness… you could’ve at least pretended to be polite. I’m an old dragon… where would I get that much scale-blood…?”

“Can we use the Clan Chief’s and the Crown Prince’s instead??”

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The Nine Dragons Carriage rolled on. Having obtained the Buddhist Light Technique, Lin Jing headed toward his real destination—Golden Light Temple.

Ancestor Thunder Dragon acted as the coachman, soaring through the void. Right now, Golden Light Temple was without a doubt the liveliest place in the Western Desert.

Buddhist prodigies from all eighty-one cities of the Western Desert, along with Buddhist cultivators from the Ancient Kingdom, Qingzhou, Martial Emperor City, and elsewhere, all traveled thousands of miles to worship.

The Gu God Sect’s Ten Rare Gu were famous across the world. To earn the recognition of Golden Light Temple’s abbot, the Indestructible Monk, was a one-way ticket to the top.

Besides that, the current resurgence of demons in the Western Desert was also a major reason why so many Buddhist cultivators had returned.

It wasn’t just disciples of the Buddhist Sect either. As the Demon-Slaying Temple’s abbot Wu Mo had mentioned, quite a few non-Buddhist cultivators came to slay demons, some even making it onto the Fortune Gold List, looking to weaken their own fortune.

Golden Bell City—home of Golden Light Temple.

Much like when Thunder Dragon first visited Demon-Suppressing City, with the spatial passage opened, Lin Jing’s four dragons pulled the flying vessel into view, instantly drawing the attention of the entire Golden Bell City.

Within the city, whether they were Buddhist cultivators or Fortune Gold List contenders seeking karmic opportunity, all were stunned by such a flashy entrance.

“Who is that?”

“Too arrogant! This is sacred Buddhist ground—aren’t they afraid Golden Light Temple will throw them out?”

“Exactly… Wait, hold on!”

Suddenly, someone noticed the figure standing atop the vessel, and cold sweat immediately dripped from their forehead.

“That guy looks really familiar… Could it be…?”

Many people recognized Lin Jing’s face, and those who had just called him arrogant quickly shut up, afraid they’d catch the attention of this devil.

Boom!!!

As Lin Jing arrived, a golden light shot into the sky from Golden Light Temple.

Next, a Golden Body Arhat appeared in the clouds, gazing at Lin Jing standing at the front of the flying vessel.

“Young Lord of the Demon Court, halt.” He called out, and Lin Jing didn’t move forward.

The Golden Body Arhat wore a stern expression. If Lin Jing advanced even one more step, it looked like he’d act.

After all, the abbot of Golden Light Temple was currently in terrible condition—this was the temple’s weakest moment.

“No need to be nervous.”

“This Holy Son heard that the Indestructible Monk of Golden Light Temple is looking for a host for the Golden Light Gu, so I came to give it a try.” Lin Jing smiled slightly. His words immediately silenced all the cultivators watching.

The Demon Court’s Holy Son… came for the Rare Gu!

Makes sense. If there’s anything at Golden Light Temple that could draw the Demon Court’s Holy Son, it’d be a Rare Gu.

Rumor already had it that he possessed another Rare Gu—the Ice Soul Gu. Now wanting to claim the Golden Light Gu as well wasn’t far-fetched.

“Absurd.” The Golden Body Arhat frowned. “The abbot’s Golden Light Gu would never be passed to someone from the Demon Court.”

“You should leave. You don’t meet the conditions to inherit the Golden Light Gu!”

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Was it going to turn into a fight...?

In Golden Bell City, many visiting prodigies were shaken. The Demon Court’s Holy Son was no pushover, but Golden Light Temple clearly didn’t welcome him. This might turn into a full-blown snatch-and-grab for the Gu!

“Let’s go.” Many visiting cultivators immediately turned to leave the city, wanting no part in what could turn into a massive battle.

Others couldn’t help but stay, eager to see how things would unfold. The drama-loving spirit in them was ablaze.

“Oh? But this Holy Son heard that as long as one is a Buddhist cultivator, they can undergo the inheritance trial.”

“The Buddhist Sect claims that all Buddhist cultivators in the world are part of the sect, spreading the Dharma everywhere. You can’t just deny that when it comes to me.”

“This Holy Son has demonstrated Buddhist techniques multiple times in the Ancient Kingdom—it’s no secret. My Buddhist talent was even discovered by Master Wu Mo during my training in the Ancient Kingdom. That should make me at least half a member of the Demon-Slaying Temple, so I should qualify.”

With a faint smile, Lin Jing continued, “Besides, I’ve got a lot of experience handling Rare Gu. Leaving the Golden Light Gu with me would best ensure it doesn’t wreak havoc on the world in the future.”

The Golden Body Arhat’s face stiffened. Seeing that Lin Jing was determined to obtain the Gu, he couldn’t risk clashing directly.

“You…”

After all, Lin Jing wasn’t wrong. Back when the Buddhist Sect was still weak, in order to grow and spread their teachings, they’d declared that any Buddhist cultivator, no matter where they practiced, was part of the sect.

They grew stronger by casting a wide net and leaving their inheritance everywhere. If they denied that now, it’d look like the sect couldn’t stand by its own words.

Besides… Wu Mo…

One of the nine Void Mystical-level monks of the Buddhist Sect. The Arhat fell into thought—this Demon Court Holy Son’s Buddhist talent had been discovered by Wu Mo himself?

“Very well. But words are just words. Rumors are still rumors. As long as Your Highness can use Buddhist techniques to defeat one of our sect’s prodigies of the same cultivation level, it will prove your claim true.”

“Your Highness, what do you say?”