Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 55Book 4: : Sword Sect and Dao-Seeking

Vol 4 Chapter 55: Sword Sect and Dao-Seeking

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The Sect Leader of the Heavenly Sword Gate dismissed the unrelated onlookers, ready to hear Gao Sheng’s explanation.

With wild gestures and animated storytelling, Gao Sheng gave a vivid and simple account…

“You brat, why didn’t you say so earlier!” The Sect Leader’s expression changed dramatically.

“Feng Ning, that girl… is wielding the Sword Spirit of our Ancestor… and fighting the Bone Emperor?”

“I’ve already said it as fast as I could.” Gao Sheng was a mess himself now, not knowing what to do.

“Sister Feng Ning—that’s my real sister.” He hadn’t expected her to send Lin Jing and the Artifact Ghost to safety and even bring him along.

Such immense kindness—he couldn’t just stand by and watch something happen to them!

“Senior, is there any way for the Heavenly Sword Gate to support them?”

Now, he pinned his hopes on the Sect Leader.

“The Ancient Kingdom and the Western Desert are worlds apart. By the time support from the Heavenly Sword Gate arrives in the Western Desert… the battle will likely be over.”

“Besides… the Heavenly Sword Gate isn’t qualified to interfere in Dao-Seeking battles.”

“If His Majesty the Ancient Emperor were present, there might be a way. But according to reports, the Lord of the Demon Court, the Ancient Emperor, the Buddha Lord, and the Martial Emperor—all Dao-Seeking experts—have been severely injured due to matters beyond the heavens and are now in secluded recovery. Currently, the Ancient Prince is temporarily managing state affairs. Though the Prince is also a peerless talent, he likely cannot intervene either…”

The Sect Leader didn’t want their own Dao-Seeking Ancestor and top prodigy to fall in the Western Desert.

The future of the Heavenly Sword Gate rested on those two.

“Whether we have a way or not, I must enter the capital and try. You, come with me—we’ll request an audience with the Prince.”

At this moment, all he could think of was to seek help from the Ancient Clan.

The Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom had stood for ten thousand years—even if the Second Ancient Emperor couldn’t act, he believed the clan’s deep foundation would still allow them to step into a Dao-Seeking-level conflict.

After all, the Netherworld Hall was an enemy of the Ancient Kingdom, and the Heavenly Sword Gate was a sect under its protection. If the Ancient Clan had the ability, he was certain they would lend a hand.

“Alright, I’ll go with you. But let’s leave Brother Lin here—he might have thought of something. It’s better not to disturb him.” Gao Sheng glanced at Lin Jing, who was meditating beneath the Heavenly Sword. He took a deep breath.

He had only given the Sect Leader a basic explanation and hadn’t mentioned the Artifact Ghost.

Gao Sheng wasn’t stupid—he could roughly guess what Lin Jing wanted to do… and there was no way he’d tell the Sect Leader that.

After all, Lin Jing was about to try controlling the Heavenly Sword Gate’s Celestial Sword—that would be far too impolite.

…………

At the same time.

Lin Jing was fully focused—Hidden Dragon Secret Technique boost, Fortune Gold List boost… and now… the Pine Leaf Mouse emerged from the gourd and brought out a green Bodhi Tree, sitting cross-legged atop it, acting as protector for Lin Jing beneath the tree.

Triple comprehension bonuses elevated Lin Jing’s level of insight to the current peak.

That green Bodhi Tree—before the Heavenly Sword Avatar and Gao Sheng had left Bodhi Temple, the Abbot had ultimately refused a trade and lent a green Bodhi Tree to the Heavenly Sword and the Demon Court, sending it to Immortal-Burying Volcano.

It was thanks to that green Bodhi Tree that the Heavenly Sword had been able, after fighting the Martial Emperor’s successor, to comprehend spiritual sense usage and certain Beast Taming techniques within just a few days.

Now, Lin Jing’s comprehension had surpassed even that time—although the boost wasn’t as strong as from a golden Bodhi Tree, it was no less effective than a silver one.

With all these boosts, Lin Jing’s understanding of the Core Formation Divine Ability, Divine Control Technique, surged. Initially, he could at most consume ten years of lifespan to enhance his Beast Taming prowess.

But now, with improvements across the board, in just a short time, Lin Jing pushed the technique’s lifespan consumption cap to over a century.

“If I really can control the Celestial Sword, not just the Netherworld Hall—Poseidon Palace, Misty Forest—they’ll all pay…”

“When the time comes, I’ll follow Gu Qianqiu’s example and plunder what I can. As long as the resources gained offset the lifespan cost, it’s not a loss!”

“That should be enough!”

Lin Jing suddenly opened his eyes and instantly burned sixty years of lifespan, boosting his Beast Taming comprehension by an entire major realm atop his Nascent Soul foundation.

Though the boost wouldn’t last long, it was enough for this trial.

“Control!”

He gave a low shout, and spiritual energy surged. Though the Sect Leader had already left with Gao Sheng, he’d left behind a group of strong Heavenly Sword Gate cultivators to monitor Lin Jing.

To them, Lin Jing was a hot potato—after all, he was the Holy Son of the Demon Court. Mishandling the situation could easily spark a diplomatic incident.

“He opened his eyes…” The sword cultivators supervising him hadn’t expected Lin Jing to end his meditation so soon. As for his previous use of the Buddhist Sect’s rare plant, the Bodhi Tree, they hadn’t understood that at all.

But what happened next made even less sense.

Lin Jing raised the mechanical turtle in his hands—it slowly floated upward. Then he stretched out a hand and pulled out a soft, jellyfish-like pale purple spirit from inside.

The moment it appeared, the cultivators’ expressions changed. From it, they felt spiritual fluctuations on par with Peak Void Mystical Stage.

“What is that??” A Heavenly Sword Gate elder gasped. What he saw was something resembling a Void Mystical-level soul—being casually controlled by Lin Jing??

“YAAHH!!!”

In the next instant, the unconscious Ghost Mother was forcibly awakened under the power of Divine Control. Her aura exploded with terrifying might. Instantly—clang!—all the sword cultivators were shocked to see their swords rise uncontrollably into the air, pointing at Lin Jing.

“You’ve got to be kidding.” One by one, they tried to retrieve their swords—many of which were blood-bound natal spiritual swords—but they refused to obey, brimming with sword intent and aimed directly at Lin Jing.

“!!!” Everyone was stunned.

They had no intention of hurting the Holy Son of the Demon Court!

Why were their swords turning on him?!

If the Holy Son were cut down here by a swarm of rogue swords… it would be catastrophic.

“Grand Elder, what the h*ll is going on??” Someone turned to a nearby Void Mystical Stage sword cultivator who had been sipping wine. Even he looked horrified now and tossed aside his gourd. “How should I know? My spiritual sword even has your sword spirit grandma inside, and now it won’t listen to me!”

He grabbed for his sword—only to be pushed back by it.

“That thing’s the culprit!” The Void Mystical sword cultivator glared at the Ghost Mother Lin Jing was controlling.

“Behave!”

Meanwhile, Lin Jing’s eyes flashed coldly. “Help me. Those people want to capture you. If you fall into their hands, you won’t end well. But if you listen to me, we can talk about anything afterward.”

Lin Jing’s Divine Control Technique didn’t just enslave—it could also distort will, akin to brainwashing, to fulfill command conditions. Under the intensified force of the technique, the weakened Artifact Ghost was silent for a moment, then chose to comply.

After all, no matter what happened, it would be better than being sealed by that altar again.

The moment he gained control over the Artifact Ghost, Lin Jing took a deep breath. Instantly, he felt his mastery over “artifact-type” control leap to an entirely new level—like comprehending the Dao beneath the sword!