Beast Tamer Ascension

Book 4: Chapter 22: Racing Against Time

Vol 4 Chapter 22: Racing Against Time

“Your Highness, there's no need to worry. I used the Reignition Buddhist Technique to temporarily restore my peak power and repelled those demonic cultivators.”

“The Golden Light Gu is still sealed intact inside the temple and hasn’t fallen into the hands of the Demonic Sect.”

“Now, all participants in the inheritance trial have arrived and are waiting inside the Inheritance Hall. Your Highness is the last one.…

Now that you're here, we can finally begin the final inheritance trial.”

So it was the Reignition Technique—no wonder the Indestructible Monk looked much better.

But what left Lin Jing speechless was that he wasn’t worried about the Gu God Sect stealing the Golden Light Gu.

He was concerned about who from the Gu God Sect had come.

If the sect leader who wielded the Yang Gu and the elder who held the Wind Gu had both left their headquarters and come to the Western Desert, Lin Jing’s next order might have been to send the Thunder Dragon Ancestor after them to seize the rare Gu.

Compared to simply getting the Golden Light Gu, wouldn’t it be far more satisfying to get three rare Gu in one go?

Since it had only been a few days, they might still be in the Western Desert! But now that the three major Buddhist powerhouses were here, those people definitely wouldn’t dare return.

“You used the Reignition Technique, then doesn’t that mean…” the Thunder Dragon Ancestor looked at the Indestructible Monk. Humans really were fragile. Thankfully, it was a dragon, with a relatively long lifespan.

But while it was still marveling, it didn’t know it was about to become a beast of burden again.

They hadn’t even faced off against a Void Mystical ghost yet, and now the Holy Son was eyeing a Void Mystical Gu cultivator.

“It’s fine. All humans must die eventually. Using the Reignition Technique only accelerates the process. With my current state, I can still host the Golden Gu’s inheritance without issue.” The Indestructible Monk smiled.

At that moment, Master Jingxin and Master Wu Mo were both observing Lin Jing.

They could sense a powerful ghostly divine energy coming from him.

They couldn’t help but look toward the Thunder Dragon Ancestor, curious about what kind of ghost Lin Jing had sealed with its help.

But facing the gazes of two Void Mystical Buddhist cultivators, the Thunder Dragon Ancestor curled its lip... These bald donkeys clearly had no idea what a child of fortune was.

Honestly, even it didn’t have high hopes when Lin Jing said he wanted to seal a Void Mystical ghost. Who would’ve guessed they didn’t even need to fight in the end.

These guys were in for a big surprise.

“In that case, let’s not keep the other prodigies waiting.” Lin Jing was also eager to start the final trial.

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Meanwhile, inside the Inheritance Hall of Golden Light Temple.

Several Buddhist prodigies who had passed the earlier tests had gathered here.

Their cultivation levels ranged from Core Formation to Nascent Soul.

Qin Siyuan, the monk from Martial Emperor City who had fought Lin Jing previously, was also here.

In the time they hadn't seen each other, his cultivation had apparently advanced from Core Formation to Nascent Soul—perhaps stimulated by their last battle.

But among the group of prodigies, Qin Siyuan wasn’t the center of attention.

Instead, a monk whose bald head burned with flames drew the most eyes.

He was Dao Hui, the Child of the Sun, born with the Innate Solar Divine Body, and a disciple of the Solar Temple.

“Little Brother Thunder Dragon,” a younger mage looked at him and said, “You were right. Seems the Solar Temple is truly aiming for the Golden Light Gu this time.”

“I just don’t want Buddhist treasures falling into the hands of the Demon Race,” said Dao Hui as he slowly opened his eyes.

“After all, the Demon Court’s Holy Son is also here, trying to lay his hands on our Buddhist inheritance. I heard some Buddhist prodigies on the Gold List were defeated by him. That’s when I knew—I had to come.”

Beside him, Qin Siyuan narrowed his eyes, sensing an insult. He looked at Dao Hui and said, “First of all, I didn’t lose. Second, the Golden Light Gu is a demonic artifact—what Buddhist inheritance are you talking about? If you’re the top Buddhist prodigy, how about getting into the top ten of the Gold List before you act all high and mighty.”

“Calm down, calm down.” The other Buddhist prodigies chuckled bitterly—they knew these two would bicker.

Everyone knew Dao Hui didn’t like Qin Siyuan, who had joined the Buddhist sect halfway through his life. Qin Siyuan had broken precepts multiple times, never really taking the Buddhist path seriously. But his talent was too exceptional for the sect to give up on him.

“My Solar Sutra is now perfected. I’ll be reaching the Nascent Soul Transformation stage soon. Once I do, the Gold List’s top ten will have a place for Buddhist cultivators.” Dao Hui wasn’t fazed by Qin Siyuan’s jab.

“Perfected Solar Sutra?!”

All the Buddhist prodigies were stunned. The Solar Sutra was the core technique of the Solar Temple. Once perfected, one could enter the Immortal-Burying Volcano and undergo Nascent Soul Transformation through the Immortal-Burying Flame. If Dao Hui succeeded, he might really make it into the top ten.

“But it’s not like there aren’t any Nascent Soul cultivators in the top ten. You need to break through just to get in? The Demon Court’s Holy Maiden made it in at Nascent Soul Stage. Don’t embarrass the Buddhist sect. The Demon Court’s Holy Son is already here too. Losing to the Holy Maiden is one thing, but if you also lose to a Core Formation brat, let’s see what excuse you have then.”

Qin Siyuan couldn’t stand how some Buddhist disciples pretended to be righteous all the time. He pulled out a drumstick and started eating it again.

“Just a Core Formation cultivator.” Dao Hui cast a casual glance at Qin Siyuan. At the same time, the one everyone was waiting for—Lin Jing—arrived at the Inheritance Hall, accompanied by the three Buddhist powerhouses.

All the Buddhist prodigies instantly turned their gazes toward Lin Jing.

Sensing the hostile stares, Lin Jing remained unfazed.

He looked at the Indestructible Monk and said, “I remember you said the final trial is a contest of whose sealed ghost is stronger, right?”

“Yes.” The Indestructible Monk nodded.

Lin Jing looked over at his old acquaintance, Qin Siyuan, and smiled, “That Asura—you didn’t fully unseal that thing in your body last time. What stage is it?”

Qin Siyuan frowned and replied, “What’s sealed inside me is a peak Nascent Soul battle ghost. You got lucky last time. If we fought again, things wouldn’t end the same.”

“Peak Nascent Soul, huh…” Lin Jing scanned the room, pausing a few extra seconds on the monk with flames on his head.

“About what I expected. Among everyone here, the strongest sealed ghost seems to be his. That ghost must be at half-step Void Mystical, nearly at the Void Refining Stage.” Lin Jing looked at Dao Hui.

Thanks to the enhancement of the Heavenly Demon Scroll and the nourishment of multiple Void Mystical beings, Lin Jing’s divine sense was now frighteningly powerful—even more so than some of the Void Mystical Buddhist cultivators here.

“What are you implying?” Qin Siyuan frowned.

Lin Jing gave a slight smile and said, “What I’m saying is, if this is the level of my competition, then there’s no point continuing. Senior Indestructible Monk, the ghosts in their bodies are too weak. Looks like the Golden Light Gu really does belong in my hands.”

“Let’s wrap this up quickly—I’m in a rush. Besides the Golden Light Gu, I still need to go after the Gu God Sect and reclaim the remaining Gu.”

“Your Highness, you…” The Indestructible Monk froze as Lin Jing said this, and in the next moment, everyone’s expression changed.

Even Master Wu Mo and Master Jingxin looked stunned.

“I’ve sealed one of the three Void Mystical ghost entities recorded in Buddhist texts—the Ghost Bride—into the Buddha-Demon Pearl. I don’t think anyone else here has sealed a stronger ghost. So, let’s keep it simple.”

He summoned the Buddha-Demon Pearl. Inside the now-transparent pearl, bound in Buddha chains, the wedding-dressed Ghost Bride came into view.

“This… how is this possible.” The Indestructible Monk was dumbfounded. This defied all logic.

Even if the Demon Court’s Holy Son was a Ghost Tamer instead of a Beast Tamer, there was still no reason he should’ve been able to seal a Void Mystical ghost!