Beast Tamer Ascension

Vol 4 Chapter 96: Servant’s Cultivation Technique

“...This cave heaven—it hasn’t appeared in a long time, has it?”

“According to the records, ever since something happened in the Immortal Realm, communication between the two realms’ Immortal Palaces was completely severed.”

“Yeah. Since we’re matched with the Tianyuan Realm, we should take this chance to exchange some intel. But unfortunately, the Twin-Realm Cave Heaven comes with a punishment system for the losing side—each person loses one minor realm. Otherwise, with such a rare opportunity to make contact, the outcome wouldn’t matter as much.”

On the Tianming Realm side, five cultivators—three men and two women—also appeared.

What stood out was that they were all dressed uniformly in high-grade Dao robes of azure and white, embroidered with patterns of the sun, moon, and stars.

As the two sides saw each other, a voice from the Immortal Palace echoed in their ears.

【Rules of the Twin-Realm Cave Heaven Battle: There will be a total of five matches. Each realm must send out one person per match. No one may fight twice.】

【Each match grants points. Matches 1 to 3 award 2 points each, the 4th match awards 3 points, and the final match awards 4 points. The realm with the highest total points after all five matches wins.】

【The Divine Physique Pill is refined by Immortal Palace alchemists using the origin blood of various races. Upon consumption, it grants a non-conflicting acquired divine physique.】

【The five members of the losing realm will each drop one minor realm in cultivation.】

【The first match will begin in three minutes!】

“A point system!”

Although both sides wanted to talk, the cave heaven battle naturally had to take priority.

The point system meant the realms couldn’t rely on a single powerful genius to sweep the match.

Every participant had to contribute.

“Two, two, two, three, four—that’s a total of thirteen points. We need at least seven points to win.”

“The three- and four-point matches are the most crucial. Who’s taking those?”

From the Tianyuan Realm side, Bai Yuran spoke up: “Holy Son, Sword Immortal Leng Yue, Your Highness the Third Prince—it’s great that you’re all here. You know I’m not good at fighting. I’ll take one of the two-point matches. I’ll leave the more important ones to you!”

“I just broke through to Nascent Soul. Whether or not I get a reward, I really don’t want to drop a realm…”

“Hey, hey, hey.” Alchemist Du Zao felt completely ignored and couldn’t help but assert his presence.

“This shouldn’t be up for debate. Let him take the four-point match—that is, the final one. He should be able to secure it for the Tianyuan Realm,” Cold Moon Sword Immortal looked at Lin Jing. No one at the scene objected to her suggestion.

Bai Yuran glanced at Lin Jing and pouted. That guy had promised to team up with her before leaving the Heavenly Secrets City, but by the time she came out of seclusion, he had already become the Holy Son of the Demon Court. The gap between them—human and demon—felt vast now. Still, no one on the Tianyuan Continent would doubt Lin Jing’s strength.

Although he appeared to be only at the early Nascent Soul stage, with his Heavenly Demon Physique and Beast Taming Path, even Divine Transformation prodigies on the continent would be shaken by his true power.

Whether Lin Jing could handle a seven-point match—both the Eighth Prince and Du Zao believed that among the seven present, he was definitely the one who could.

“Let Brother Lin take the seven-point match then. What do you think, Brother Lin? Or… do you plan to use some tactics and forfeit the highest value match? After all, we don’t know what the Tianming Realm’s strength looks like.”

The Eighth Prince furrowed his brow. “Their robes are those worn by ancient Immortal Palace disciples. That implies that before losing contact with the Immortal Realm, the Tianming Realm was still fully under the Upper Realm’s Immortal Palace control. That Immortal Palace likely wasn’t overthrown, meaning their various secret techniques and inheritances should be very well preserved. I expect... they’ll be extremely tough to deal with.”

“You sure about this? If you take the seven-point match, and they lose the rest, it could all come down to you,” Lin Jing said hesitantly.

He wasn’t sure if his spirit beasts could substitute in for the Tongtian Tower’s alchemist.

A reward like an acquired divine physique was already very good. Lin Jing didn’t currently lack a divine physique, but honestly, who would turn down another one?

Of course, the main thing was—he didn’t want to drop a realm either.

“No need to worry.” Cold Moon Sword Immortal gave Lin Jing a glance. “Don’t you trust me? You take the four-point match, I’ll take the three-point one. With the two of us, those seven points are secured. We don’t need to worry about the others.”

“Even if they lose, it won’t matter.”

“…That said, His Highness the Third Prince should still be quite strong, right?” Bai Yuran chuckled.

The Third Prince of the ancient kingdom might not be as famous or naturally talented as the Crown Prince or the Ancient Emperor’s heir, but among the younger generation born after the decision to produce descendants, he was considered a standout.

Plus, the Ancient Emperor hadn’t been stingy with resources for the royal clan.

“I’ll win too,” the Third Prince said calmly.

“Can you guys stop ignoring me? Just because I’m an alchemist doesn’t mean I’m weak, alright? I’m ranked 19th on the Golden Ranking!” Du Zao said, exasperated.

He was the final champion of a certain world’s alchemy conference and was taken in as a registered disciple of the Tower Master for his talent in the Dao of Alchemy… but in terms of regular combat, it was clear no one here trusted him.

“I’ll trust you guys this once.” Lin Jing looked at Bai Yuran. “It’s been a while. Do you think this setup will work? Can you foresee the final outcome?”

Bai Yuran smiled bitterly. “Don’t make it hard for me. Inside this cave heaven, my abilities are greatly limited. But I think... it should be fine.”

“I’ll take the first match. I can’t guarantee a win, but I’ll do my best to gather intel for the rest of you.”

Everyone exchanged glances and then nodded.

“We’re counting on you, Master Bai,” the Third Prince smiled gently. He already sensed that the junior sister from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion might be planning to use that secret technique.

Soon, the three-minute countdown ended.

From the Tianyuan side, Bai Yuran of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion stepped forward. She was at the early Nascent Soul stage.

From the Tianming side, a cute and innocent-looking female cultivator stepped forward as well—mid Nascent Soul stage.

“Hello there, cultivator of the Tianyuan Realm.” The Tianming girl smiled and spoke. “How should I address you? I’m Yue E, a cultivator from the Immortal Palace of the Tianming Realm.”

“Bai Yuran, cultivator of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, Tianyuan Ancient Kingdom.” The junior sister from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion smiled slightly in return. After her words, faint doubts stirred among the Tianming side.

Could it be that the Tianyuan Realm’s Immortal Palace suffered some kind of mishap and lost its authority? They even allowed their cultivators to form factions based on national identity...

Among the five of them, it seemed only one was cultivating an Immortal Palace technique—that young man in green. He must be practicing the Immortal Palace’s Human Control Technique. As for the others, they didn’t seem to be from the Immortal Camp at all.

Among the other four Tianming cultivators, a refined, scholarly youth spoke up.

“Human Control Technique? Isn’t that the technique used by servant disciples who raise spiritual beasts?” a short youth muttered.