Beast Taming: Bloodline Golden Hand-Chapter 593 - 385: The Tree Ancestor in Peril

Lin Chen thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case.

However, it was clear that engaging in a battle with the Fire Spirit was not the best choice for him.

If the Fire Spirit could truly possess something, naturally, the strongest choice would be to possess the Little Fox.

The empowerment of three types of flames is no joke.

With Xiaobai’s recent evolution, Lin Chen was quite satisfied, although he still couldn’t figure out the direction of Xiaobai’s evolution.

But overall, there didn’t seem to be any major issues with Xiaobai’s evolution.

After Xiaobai completed its first evolution, Lin Chen stopped pushing further evolution.

Now, they needed to wait for Xiaobai to reach level sixty and for Xiaobai to adapt to its new body.

....

In the following week, Lin Chen felt a sense of peace like never before after the beast chaos. Occasionally, he would guide students in cultivation at the Spirit Academy, or occasionally indulge in laziness by sleeping at home.

This tranquility was something Lin Chen hadn’t enjoyed in a long time.

In fact, Lin Chen had thought, if only things could always be like this, how great that would be.

But Lin Chen was keenly aware that the current peaceful days were only temporary. In this Beast Taming World, only absolute power could trade for everlasting balance.

Lin Chen also took the time to visit the Tree Ancestor, noticing that the Tree Ancestor seemed very exhausted.

"Has the Tree Ancestor encountered any trouble?" Lin Chen asked worriedly.

The Tree Ancestor told Lin Chen that its time was running out.

Hearing this, Lin Chen was extremely shocked.

The Tree Ancestor had existed for a very long time and had stayed at this stage for a very long time.

According to its words, either it would leave this world, or it would break through the final realm and become an Immortal Beast.

Lin Chen knew very well that once the Tree Ancestor became an Immortal Beast, it would become a World Tree, different from ordinary Immortal Beasts.

Once the Tree Ancestor found its footing, it would ensure a prosperous and worry-free Spirit Academy.

However, the Tree Ancestor had awaited this step for many years with no progress, and now wanting to break through was naturally not something that could be achieved in one or two days.

Lin Chen also learned about Lee Zhen’s situation from the Tree Ancestor, which informed him that Lee Zhen was doing well and would come out with Vice Dean Zhu Tong at the time.

As for Zhu Tong, it was somewhat amusing. Ever since the Great Elder returned, he found Zhu Tong’s strength too weak and threw him into the Tree Ancestor for cultivation, and he still hadn’t emerged.

When Lin Chen returned to his residence, he found the Great Elder there and mentioned the Tree Ancestor’s situation.

"I’m aware of its situation." The Great Elder said: "In the beast chaos war, the Tree Ancestor’s foundation was also damaged, which is why it’s like this."

"Is there any way to help?" Lin Chen asked.

The Tree Ancestor had been very kind to him, something Lin Chen had always kept in mind.

"We can’t help it unless your strength surpasses its own." The Great Elder said: "Currently, the Spiritual Qi on Blue Star is not lacking, but what’s missing is the opportunity to advance to become an Immortal Beast."

"How did the Nine Netherworld Snake step into the Immortal Beast Realm?" Lin Chen recalled a question.

"Do you want to know?" The Great Elder smiled mysteriously.

"You found it out?"

"It wasn’t me who investigated, but the Celestial Capital." The Great Elder said: "Rumor has it that the Nine Netherworld Snake wasn’t inherently a Talent Beast. It might have stumbled upon an Immortal Beast opportunity and stepped into the Immortal Realm."

"How is that possible?" Lin Chen was somewhat unable to accept it.

"It’s true."

The Great Elder said: "Five years ago, the Scorpion Clan once fought with the Nine Netherworld Snake. At that time, it was only around level 81, and later it was injured and disappeared."

"Then five years later, the Nine Netherworld Snake reappeared. By then, it had returned as a king, becoming an Immortal Beast, and the first it conquered was the Scorpion Clan."

Lin Chen was astonished and said, "So its power was inherited?"

"Correct."

The Great Elder said: "Thus, the judgment from the Celestial Capital is that current new Immortal Beast opportunities might need to be obtained through inheritance."

"That is, what was left by the predecessors, or in other words, this world can no longer nurture new Immortals."

"Look at Bai Ling, she stepped into the Immortal Venerable realm relying on the power of the Dragon Transformation Skill, which further proves this point."

"Though that’s said, I still find it a bit strange," Lin Chen said.

"What’s strange about it?"

"We’ve seen quite a number of Immortal Beasts, for example, the Immortal Beast of Old Yang, slain by National Preceptor Zhong Nan, the Nine Netherworld Snake, Bai Ling stepping into the Immortal Realm...."

"Precisely." The Great Elder nodded.

"But don’t you find them too short-lived?"

"What do you mean?" The Great Elder thought for a while, then said: "Their departures were all witnessed by us, there was nothing wrong."

"That’s precisely the issue,"

Lin Chen said: "They all stepped into the Immortal Realm, supposedly unmatched in the world, yet they could perish so quickly."

The Great Elder was shocked; he had never considered this point.

Yet it seemed Lin Chen’s words made some sense.

"So, stepping into the Immortal Realm might not necessarily be a good thing?" The Great Elder laughed heartily.

Indeed, this sounded quite bizarre.

The people and Spirit Beasts both spent their lives pursuing the Immortal Realm, and now Lin Chen told him that reaching the Immortal Realm might pose a life threat, leaving everyone bewildered.

The two continued their conversation but couldn’t come to a conclusion, though they both kept the Tree Ancestor’s matters in mind, deciding to read more books to see if there was a way to help the Tree Ancestor live a second life.

....

Celestial Capital

Gu Ning, as usual, prepared to complete his cultivation, unexpectedly there came an urgent knock on the courtyard door.

Gu Ning was displeased, knowing his practice should not be disturbed, an instruction already given to the entire National Master’s Institute.

"Are you seeking death?" An angry Gu Ning shouted, quickly turning around; a disciple from the National Master’s Institute then fell down.

Seeing the enraged Gu Ning upon entering, the disciple naturally realized he’d made a grave mistake and hurriedly knelt on the ground.

Gu Ning, at this point, said: "If you don’t give me a good explanation, you won’t need your life anymore."

Gu Ning’s intent to kill had arisen.

Even if Dubhe Pavilion came looking for him, they would have to wait until he finished his cultivation.

This was the rule.

At this moment, the disciple, while kneeling, said: "I wouldn’t dare interrupt Lord National Master’s cultivation, but the Divine Race person comes with such aggression, we dare not offend..."

"The Divine Race?!"

Gu Ning’s pupils constricted, and then he furrowed his brow, saying: "Isn’t it two years before the Divine Race emerges?"

"I don’t know either." The disciple said: "He’s outside, saying if you don’t show up, he’ll burn down this National Master’s Institute."

"What clan?"

"The Phoenix clan."

"Phoenix..."

Gu Ning furrowed his brow.

If it were the Dragon Race coming, Gu Ning wouldn’t find it inappropriate.

Because the Spirit Dragon also belonged to the Dragon Race, but it was a designated candidate for National Preceptor, and couldn’t be integrated into the Dragon Race, as specified in the century-old agreement.

"I understand." Gu Ning rose, not blaming the disciple.

The Divine Race’s actions were always arrogant and overbearing; if Gu Ning didn’t show up, the other party might indeed set fire to the National Master’s Institute.

"If my Ancestral Dragon Power were established, little Divine Race, fear would not be needed either."

Gu Ning felt a grievance in his heart, yet at this moment, he could only suppress it inwardly.

As of now, he couldn’t even handle the Dubhe Pavilion, let alone the mightier Divine Race.