Beast Tamer Ascension-Chapter 59Book 4: : Imperial Weapon, Celestial Artifact

Vol 4 Chapter 59: Imperial Weapon, Celestial Artifact

“Lord of the Demon Court, stop him, he’s reached the Eastern Sea!”

The Celestial Sword flew through the air, arriving at the edge of the Eastern Sea. The Yin-Yang Whale Emperor urged anxiously,

If this goes on… the consequences will be unimaginable!

“Don’t rush me, I’m organizing my words,” muttered the Demon Emperor.

At that moment, on the edge of the Eastern Sea, within the Immortal Prison Mountain.

Lin Jing’s entrance truly shocked Mo Pine.

Isn’t that the Celestial Sword from the Heavenly Sword Gate?

Why is that thing under Lin Jing’s feet… for a moment, he lost the ability to think.

Also losing the ability to think were the two Void Mystical Demon Ancestors surrounding Immortal Prison Mountain…

Their eyes were vacant—living for half their lives, they’d never seen anything like this!

A sword larger than a city...

“What are you standing there for? Run! You want to get slashed by the Celestial Sword?”

The Demon Emperor’s voice echoed in their ears. Though the two Void Mystical Demon Ancestors had no idea what just happened, they ran faster than anyone!

They even gained new insights into the Dao of Space from the experience.

The Celestial Sword’s power was far too terrifying. Even from a great distance, they could feel the threat of death.

At the same time, Lin Jing sensed two Demon Ancestors fleeing from his territory.

He didn’t even have to think—he knew it was the ones from Poseidon Palace and the Misty Forest, coming to his turf to cause trouble.

A cold glint flashed in Lin Jing’s eyes.

His main goal in returning was actually to contact the Demon Court’s various Demon Ancestors to locate where the Court’s Celestial Artifact was hidden.

But now that he’d seen the enemies—how could he not strike?

“Since you’re here, stay.” Atop the Celestial Sword, Lin Jing was about to command the swordlight to slash at the two Demon Ancestors when suddenly, the Tiger Fang he carried finally awakened and spoke.

“Spare the demons.”

“Huh, Your Majesty the Demon Emperor??”

The Demon Emperor had revived. Lin Jing was surprised, but he didn’t stop his hand—if he delayed any longer, the enemies would escape.

“Don’t kill, don’t kill,” the Demon Emperor said.

“The moment you successfully wielded the Celestial Sword, I awakened. The Whale Emperor and Dragon Emperor have sensed everything.”

“They’ve already admitted fault and promised compensation to the Demon Court and to you.”

“The lifespan you expended will all be compensated tenfold in various resources.”

“Given the current state of the Tianyuan Realm and the Demon Court, it’s not the time to trigger a war. Let’s call it off.”

“Huh?” Lin Jing was surprised. They’re just admitting fault this easily?

He thought he’d have to fully unleash the power of a Celestial Artifact to shock these Demon Emperors into submission…

But…

“Your Majesty the Demon Emperor, I’ve already burned my lifespan. How can I just let it go?” Lin Jing felt the pain of lost years.

“What do you want then?”

“Can I use the Celestial Artifact to rob the remaining Rare Gu from the Gu God Sect? Also, among the resources compensated by Poseidon Palace, the water-type Deathbane Gu must be included.”

“Fine, I support that. Unleash your pent-up anger on the Gu God Sect! Go without worry, don’t fear the Gu God—if he dares to retaliate, I and the Yin-Yang Whale Emperor, and the Forest Sea Dragon Emperor will all back you up.” The Demon Emperor nodded, both hands raised in approval.

Lin Jing: ???

At the same time, the Demon Emperor looked toward the Yin-Yang Whale Emperor in the heavens, signaling that the Deathbane Gu now belonged to the Demon Court.

“Fine, fine.” The Yin-Yang Whale Emperor, a beast stronger than the Gu God, casually gave the Rare Gu to the Demon Court, eager to end the farce quickly.

Rare Gu might be valuable to those at or below the Void Mystical Stage, but for Dao-Seeking experts, they weren’t all that significant.

“You Misty Forest folks have to contribute something too, like a large number of rare herbs and woods,” the Demon Emperor said, looking toward the Forest Sea Dragon Emperor.

The Forest Sea Dragon Emperor was silent for a moment, then waved a claw—fine, fine, he also wanted the farce to end.

With promises from both the Yin-Yang Whale Emperor and the Forest Sea Dragon Emperor, the Demon Court’s Lord was more than satisfied.

Still, the Demon Emperor understood—they agreed so quickly because they were clearly eyeing the Transformation Technique and wanted to cozy up to the Demon Court.

“Now then, are you only able to control this Celestial Sword, or can you wield any Celestial Artifact?” the Demon Emperor asked Lin Jing.

“All of them,” Lin Jing replied from atop the Celestial Sword.

“Good, then return the Celestial Sword of the Heavenly Sword Gate. Use the Demon Court’s Celestial Artifact instead.”

Refocusing on Lin Jing, the Demon Emperor, under the Second Ancient Emperor’s gaze, intended for Lin Jing to return the Celestial Sword.

The Demon Court didn’t lack Celestial Artifacts—no need to use someone else’s!

She didn’t believe the Court’s Celestial Artifact was any worse than the Heavenly Sword Gate’s broken sword.

At that moment, somewhere in Qingzhou, the sky split open. The Demon Emperor’s palace appeared, releasing a blinding light.

Two artifacts shot out from it, turning into beams of treasure light, soaring toward Lin Jing.

In a flash, one was an imperial weapon of the Divine Tiger Clan used by successive Demon Emperors—near-Celestial Artifact grade. The other was a Celestial Artifact passed down in the Demon Court for generations. Both now appeared before Lin Jing.

The imperial weapon was the gold-element artifact the Demon Emperor previously promised Lin Jing, which originally required the Golden Light Gu to barely activate.

But now that Lin Jing could control Celestial Artifacts, this imperial weapon posed no issue.

“A bell…” The golden imperial weapon was a golden bell. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, Lin Jing immediately understood it was a dual-purpose weapon for attack and defense.

When rung, the golden-elemental soundwaves could destroy everything, unleashing tiger-like roars.

Against strong enemies, it could form a protective shield to defend its user.

For some reason, holding this thing, Lin Jing imagined the Demon Emperor wearing a bell around her neck…

He stashed the golden bell for now and looked toward the ancient Celestial Artifact preserved by the Demon Court… Though called a Celestial Artifact, it was actually an ink painting.

On the painting were the Azure Dragon, Vermilion Bird, White Tiger, and Black Tortoise—four sacred beasts—brimming with profound meaning.

This was the Demon Court’s Celestial Dao treasure: the Four Saints Diagram. It was once seized from the Immortal Palace. In those days, the palace used it to summon four Dao-Seeking sacred beasts in battle. But after the artifact spirit dissipated, it lost its spiritual power.

“Try and see if you can activate the Four Saints Diagram and unleash its true power.”

Under the Demon Emperor’s expectant tone, Lin Jing nodded, guiding the artifact ghost out of the Celestial Sword and into the Four Saints Diagram… In the next moment, the “spiritless” Celestial Artifact in the Demon Emperor’s words began to tremble, its aura surging. Inside, the four ink-painted beasts seemed to come alive, each eye flashing with light, roaring as they soared from the painting, shaking the heavens!

“Roar!!!” The four ink beasts bellowed, their presence far surpassing ordinary Demon Ancestors.

“Not bad, not bad.” Seeing this, the Demon Emperor’s eyes lit up. Though the four ink beasts were a bit weak—barely reaching Dao-Seeking stage—their strength lay in numbers.

Records say these beasts could also use a joint attack technique.

“Not bad.” Lin Jing, sensing that he could control the four ink beasts just like the Celestial Sword, nodded. Flying on swords wasn’t his thing, but riding fierce beasts—now that was his specialty.

“In that case… Gu God Sect, here I come.”

“No, wait, there’s a Void Mystical rogue cultivator in Qingzhou who has the Yin Spirit Gu. Better grab her on the way before heading to the Gu God Sect. There’s still time.”

Lin Jing came fast and left faster. In the blink of an eye, he was standing atop the Black Tortoise ink beast, heading for Granny Yinshan’s turf.

Watching Lin Jing’s swift departure, Senior Mo Pine remained silent for a long time.

“Senior, what… what’s going on now?” Gu Qianqiu asked.

Mo Pine: “Don’t ask.”