Beast-Taming Cultivator from Two Realms

Chapter 38: Beast King’s Blood

According to Lin Xinghe's knowledge, less than half of the outstanding graduates from the Thirteen Immortal Sects ever advanced to become Nascent Soul True Lords.

However, the probability of each generation’s top disciple ascending to the Nascent Soul stage was as high as seventy percent—essentially equivalent to a guaranteed ticket to Nascent Soul.

The importance of being the sect's top disciple was self-evident.

The name of the Lin Clan in the Cold Region, known as a True Venerable lineage, was indeed intimidating. Yet internal competition was fierce and opportunities rare, making its actual value pale in comparison to being the top disciple of an Immortal Sect.

What allowed Lin Xinghe to walk unimpeded through the Spirit Beast Pavilion of Fallen Dragon Mansion was not his status from a True Venerable lineage, but rather the privileges of being the direct grandson of a Nascent Soul True Lord.

"I am Lin Xinghe, sixteen years old, Ninth Level of Qi Refining, Water and Heaven Spiritual Roots. I am fully confident I can break through to the Tenth Level of Qi Refining, reach the limit of Qi Refining, and forge a supreme Dao Foundation."

He looked intently at the variant spirit turtle, saying confidently, "Would you be willing to become my Companion Beast?"

The young spirit turtle paused in its steps, actually beginning to seriously evaluate Lin Xinghe.

This was a courtesy none of the previous cultivators had received.

Seeing this, Chen Beiwu couldn’t help but feel a cold sweat inside.

If the other party succeeded in winning the spirit turtle’s approval, it would be very difficult for him to ever encounter another Companion Beast with such fate as golden.

‘Damn it, is this brat really going to succeed?!’ Guan Ange narrowed his eyes.

Lin Xinghe wasn’t a cultivator of Fallen Dragon Mansion. If he were to successfully contract the spirit turtle, wouldn’t that imply that there were no capable cultivators in the entire Fallen Dragon Mansion cultivation family? This was something he couldn’t accept.

"Roar."

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, the variant spirit turtle shook its head.

Water-attribute Heaven Spiritual Root wasn’t anything rare in the Dongxuan Immortal Sect. Even reaching the Tenth Level of Qi Refining, the limit of Qi Refining, and forging a supreme Dao Foundation wasn’t particularly remarkable.

But to avoid missing a fated one, it had specifically used its Heart-Sensing Perception ability to investigate.

Although the other party had a fine Fate Pattern, it felt no spiritual resonance at all—an indication that the Fate Pattern wasn’t compatible.

It would likely not be able to use the person’s Fate Pattern momentum to awaken the ancient bloodline within, break its shackles, and evolve into a Fourth-Tier Mystic Beast.

Under such circumstances, even if Lin Xinghe had full confidence to break through the limit of Qi Refining, reaching the Eleventh Level and forging a transcendent Dao Foundation, it still would not choose to contract.

After all, Dongxuan Immortal Sect had no shortage of cultivation prodigies!

Were it not for the peerless hidden dragon mentioned by the ancestor, it would never have left the Dongxuan Immortal Sect and come to this remote Fallen Dragon Mansion to search for a fated one.

Lin Xinghe took a deep breath, his face showing no surprise.

In past years, those who had become top disciples of the Thirteen Immortal Sects were at least unrivaled geniuses within a province.

His qualifications might rank among the top three in Fallen Dragon Mansion, but in Tianyan Commandery, he wouldn’t even break into the top hundred—let alone in the higher-level Kaiyuan Province.

The reason he had made that offer earlier was a gamble that his Fate Pattern, “Mystic Abyss Flood Dragon Path,” could move the variant spirit turtle. Unfortunately, he had failed.

But that didn’t matter. He had prepared other methods to obtain this great opportunity.

‘Even Heaven Spiritual Root couldn’t sway it. Seems like the Abyssal Water Spirit Turtle places great importance on the Fate Pattern.’ Chen Beiwu relaxed his grip, the whiteness fading from his fingertips.

‘Alright, alright, Brother Turtle is awesome!’ Guan Ange resisted the urge to laugh.

Everyone failing meant no one truly failed.

If even Lin Xinghe couldn’t win the recognition of the variant spirit turtle, then his own failure was understandable. After all, Lin Xinghe's talent was on par with a second-generation descendant of a True Venerable lineage.

Lin Xinghe stepped forward, blocking the turtle’s path. A glimmer flashed at his fingertip from the storage ring, and a jade box appeared in his palm.

‘Not this trick again.’ The spirit turtle showed a trace of impatience in its eyes.

These second-generation cultivators from remote areas really had no sense of their own limitations—thinking they could impress it with some petty treasures.

It was no inexperienced spirit beast.

If it came to wealth, resources, and background, not to mention Fallen Dragon Mansion, even few in Tianyan Commandery could compare to it—favored by the ancestor and born of the Dongxuan Immortal Sect.

"Buzz!"

As the jade box opened, it revealed a fist-sized red gem within, as if blood flowed inside.

A terrifyingly fierce aura burst forth, sweeping across the entire Four Seas Lake, alarming countless spirit beasts—as if the King of Ten Thousand Beasts had descended.

Under this dreadful aura, the Qi Refining cultivators present found their breathing heavy and their bodies paralyzed, unable to even move a finger. Only a few second-generation cultivators could barely move with the help of their personal treasures.

The variant spirit turtle’s gaze also sharpened. A tremor from deep within its bloodline made it feel as if facing a great enemy.

"Roar!"

As the aura converged, the phantom of a giant beast appeared—its back shell as massive as a mountain, limbs thick as celestial pillars—and let out a deafening roar that shook all directions.

Upon seeing the face of the phantom beast, Guan Ange couldn't help but cry out, "Formed from a Drop of Blood, Undying Aura—that’s the blood of a Fourth-Realm Beast King, the Canglang Mystic Tortoise!"

At this declaration, the entire crowd was stunned.

A being whose spiritual power had been refined over five hundred years of cultivation and developed a trace of undying traits was known as a Third-Realm Beast General. Such an existence rivaled Golden Core cultivators and could annihilate Foundation Establishment cultivators with a single strike.

But the legendary Fourth-Realm Beast Kings were even more terrifying. Their strength equaled that of Nascent Soul True Lords among human cultivators. With a thousand years of cultivation, they could condense Undying Blood and Undying Aura—earning them the title of King of Ten Thousand Beasts.

Even after death, the essence blood left behind by such entities could retain its Undying Spirituality, existing eternally within heaven and earth. It could even use its Undying Aura to slay Golden Core cultivators and seize the body of a Third-Realm Beast General to achieve Nirvana Rebirth, continuing its bloodline.

Thinking of the strength and danger of Beast King’s Essence, Guan Ange swallowed hard and instinctively took several steps back to widen the distance.

Although Beast King’s Blood was one grade lower than Beast King’s Essence, it was still not something a mere Qi Refining cultivator could resist.

As long as the True Lord restriction within the jade box held, everything was fine. But if the seal failed and the Beast King’s Blood within reawakened its Undying Spirituality and went berserk, none of the cultivators present would escape.

Even with Golden Core magical treasures and Third-Tier talismans on him, Guan Ange wasn’t confident in escaping with his life.

Thankfully, this was the Spirit Beast Pavilion of the Immortal Alliance, where numerous powerful cultivators resided. At the very least, basic safety was ensured—otherwise, he’d already have fled the scene.

"If you’re willing to form a Companion Beast contract with me, this drop of Beast King’s Blood will be yours," Lin Xinghe said solemnly.

At this moment, in pursuit of the Dongxuan top disciple position, he had brought out his most treasured card.

Although the Lin Clan of the Cold Region was a True Venerable lineage, that didn’t make the Beast King’s Blood any less valuable.

Quite the opposite—Beast King’s Blood was a rare resource coveted even by Golden Core True Persons. Even the Lin Clan’s guest elders couldn’t easily obtain it.

But Lin Xinghe was different. He had a Nascent Soul True Lord grandfather to bear most of the pressure on his behalf, allowing him to barely acquire one drop.

The variant spirit turtle stared intently at the Beast King’s Blood, a trace of hesitation flashing in its eyes.

It had to admit—it had underestimated the resolve and background of the Qi Refining cultivator before it.

If it had been another Abyssal Water Spirit Turtle, faced with such a treasure, it would probably have already submitted and acknowledged its master.