Immortal through Beast Taming-Chapter 375 - 72: Smuggling

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Chapter 375: Chapter 72: Smuggling

Martial Emperor City, Feng Family.

Half a year after parting, Lin Jing once again stepped into this place.

Unlike before, he was formerly accompanied by Thunder Dragon Ancestor as a Guardian.

And now, accompanying him was an old servant transformed by the first-generation Ancient Emperor.

Though the level of those accompanying him had decreased, their status skyrocketed.

"I wonder how Elder Leilong is doing now."

Standing before Feng Mansion, Lin Jing was curious.

Previously, when encountering Emperor Haili, Cold Moon Sword Immortal teleported him and Gao Sheng away, leaving Thunder Dragon Ancestor to assist in combat...

At that time, Thunder Dragon Ancestor chose to send the prodigies of the Thunder Dragon Race to a safe place, then return to fight.

Regarding Thunder Dragon Ancestor’s choice, Emperor Haili did not stop him, as its primary target was the Enlightenment Sword Soul.

However, before Thunder Dragon Ancestor could return after sending the group of Thunder Dragon prodigies to the Sun Temple, Emperor Haili was forced to retreat by Lin Jing wielding the Immortal Sword.

Only leaving Thunder Dragon Ancestor to return belatedly and bewildered.

"Elder Leilong should have returned to Qingzhou by now, after comprehending the Primordial Sword Intent, it has always wanted to focus on insight, but never had leisure time. This time going back, it should be able to practice well."

Lin Jing took out a dragon scale shaped like a sword.

On the dragon scale, waves of sword intent permeated.

At the time, Thunder Dragon Ancestor also said he wanted to impart the Primordial Sword Intent to him, but Lin Jing had no energy to learn it, so he thought of letting his Pet Beast learn in his stead.

This dragon scale is the carrier for the Primordial Sword Intent.

"This sword intent is good." Observing, the first-generation Ancient Emperor couldn’t help but comment.

"So, you intend to forge this dragon scale into a sword?"

"Not at all." Lin Jing retrieved the dragon scale, saying, "Just a training tool, once back in the Ancient Country, it will be handed over to my Pet Beast."

"Pet Beast learning sword intent??" The first-generation Ancient Emperor was taken aback.

"It’s no problem." Lin Jing nodded. Not only does he possess the mutated Bodhi Leaf, but he also has water from the Enlightenment Pool to assist, the Ice Soul Gu is bound to learn it.

When the Ice Soul Gu learns it, it is equivalent to him understanding it as well.

During their conversation, three figures quickly arrived inside the Feng Family.

They were the Void Profound Ancestor of the current Feng Family, Fengyu.

Ling Yue Sword Immortal, Feng Ning.

And Ghost Bride, Tang Ling.

"I didn’t expect you to return so quickly." Seeing Lin Jing, Feng Ning was quite surprised. It’s only been half a year since they last parted, has Lin Jing already let his Pet Beast learn the Divine Spirit Book?

Such speed.

"His Highness the Saint Son has finally arrived!!"

Fengyu Ancestor wore an eager expression, after all, soon they could resurrect their progenitor.

"Hmm." Tang Ling nodded at Lin Jing, and everyone looked at the turtle perched on the head of the first-generation Ancient Emperor, understanding that they had to rely on this little fellow next.

"However, who might this be..." Fengyu Ancestor looked at the first-generation Ancient Emperor, frowning, though this old man was merely at Early-Stage Nascent Soul in cultivation, he always gave him a feeling of trepidation.

"His name is the Turtle Immortal, he has some peculiar skills, follows me around doing chores, don’t mind him." Lin Jing dismissed.

At this time, the "Turtle Immortal" first-generation Ancient Emperor was eyeing Tang Ling with a sly gaze...

Where did this wild ghost come from...

So Lin Jing’s mention of "unresolved human-ghost romance" is due to this ghostly woman?

Could it be, the Feng Family ancestor was her old flame?

The first-generation Ancient Emperor’s brain churned rapidly, he knew of the Feng Family, an Artifact Refining Clan in Martial Emperor City...

This Demon Court Saint Child, instead of diligently cultivating, was even involved in these matters of love, something the first-generation Ancient Emperor hadn’t expected.

"This girl is nice."

But in a moment, the first-generation Ancient Emperor was drawn by Ling Yue Sword Immortal, Feng Ning, known for his discerning eye, back then relied on his keen sense to uncover many potential cultivators to follow.

It’s said that many founding family clans of the Ancient Country were not descendants of immortals but like the first-generation Ancient Emperor, originated from humble beginnings.

Now, the first-generation Ancient Emperor could immediately see that the female Sword Cultivator before him had the potential for great insight; her talent might not match the "Demon Court Saint Child", but she was certainly among the top ranks on the continent.

"Are you a Feng Family Cultivator or a Celestial Sword Sect Cultivator?" He observed the Celestial Sword Token at the waist of Cold Moon Sword Immortal and couldn’t help but ask.

"Hmm?" Feng Ning took a glance at the first-generation Ancient Emperor, "I am a cultivator of Celestial Sword Sect."

"Excellent, excellent, I thought, how could a temple as small as the Feng Family produce such a prodigy, it’s good to be a cultivator of the Ancient Country." The first-generation Ancient Emperor laughed heartily, causing Fengyu Ancestor next to him to wear a dark expression and fill with frustration.

This Nascent Soul brat, always brings up the most inconvenient topics.

Were it not for his connection to the Demon Court Saint Child, Feng Family Ancestor would want to slap him flying.

However, what surprised the Feng Family Ancestor was the blatant rudeness of this Nascent Soul brat, yet the Demon Court Saint Child showed no reaction, leaving the ancestor suspicious internally, what was the identity of this old man...

Perhaps things aren’t as simple as they seem.

"Speaking of which, is the Dragon Vein prepared?" Lin Jing inquired, "Feng Family, seems to always share a super Dragon Vein with Martial Emperor City, but utilizing the Divine Spirit Book, cannot use this one, it will cause opposition from the City Lord’s Mansion and other families."

Feng Family Ancestor chuckled, "Rest assured, Saint Heir, I have prepared everything."

"Dragon Veins are truly scarce, most monopolized by the Ancient Country, even the most ordinary ones aren’t easily obtained..."

"But some time ago, I enlisted the help of friends from the Ancient Country, smuggled two Dragon Veins from the Ancient Country, they should be sufficient!"

"Damn!" Nearby, the first-generation Ancient Emperor exclaimed, "Smuggling Dragon Veins, that’s a capital offense!"

Spirit Veins only provide Spiritual Qi.

While Spiritual Qi Dragon Veins, apart from providing Spiritual Qi, also provide fortune!

Naturally scarce and precious.

"No need to worry!" Fengyu Ancestor looked at the startled old man with disapproval, explaining more to Lin Jing than to him.

"Such matters are very common, already forming a secret trade chain, hardly ever exposed!"

"Moreover, even if exposed, the Ancient Country cannot do much to us, only punishing the cultivators leading the transactions from the Ancient Country, all risks borne by the opposite party! However, we have paid for it, a price several times the value of these Dragon Veins!"

"I see, I see." The first-generation Ancient Emperor said sarcastically, "Elder, I too would like to acquire a Dragon Vein for my family, just the most ordinary one, could you tell me which Ancient Country Cultivator I need to contact to purchase a Dragon Vein."

Fengyu Ancestor glanced at Lin Jing.

Lin Jing looked skyward.

"I also want to buy some, tell us then."

"It’s the Sect Management Office, we mostly buy the offshoot Spiritual Qi Dragon Veins from some sealed sect, if His Highness the Saint Son is interested, I shall provide that lord’s contact information to His Highness..."

"Just give it to Turtle Immortal." Lin Jing nodded, muttering, "Sect Management Office huh, best of luck then, to hell with it."