Chapter 143: Great Omen of Calamity

“Have you finally noticed me?”

The corners of the mysterious girl in the white dress curled up slightly. As Lin Jing watched her, she flew lightly to stand before him. A fragrant breeze wafted over, causing Lin Jing to frown as he saw the girl in the white dress reach out and grab his wrist.

Slap!

Lin Jing shook off her hand and threw a Vajra Fist directly at her, but she neutralized it with effortless ease.

“Who exactly are you, and what is your purpose?”

“Longevity Physique—”

The girl in the white dress mouthed the words, causing Lin Jing’s expression to shift slightly. How did this person know he possessed the Longevity Physique?

“Don’t be nervous. I am Bai Yuran, a twenty-seventh generation Disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion. I bear you no ill will.” The girl in the white dress smiled faintly and clapped her hands, saying, “I was just confirming it again. Now it seems I was indeed correct.”

“A Disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion?”

Lin Jing had considered she might be from the Demon Subduing Division, or perhaps the Sect Master’s adopted daughter, or even someone from the Yin Corpse Sect. However, he had never expected her to be from the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.

Nevertheless, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion claimed to know all affairs under heaven. It wasn’t strange that they could directly deduce his status as a Longevity Physique.

“Why are you looking for me?” Lin Jing asked. Disciples of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion rarely traveled the Immortal Cultivation World and almost never meddled in worldly affairs. Why would she suddenly come to the Beast Taming Sect’s Saint investiture ceremony?

Bai Yuran looked at Lin Jing with a sorrowful and sentimental gaze, saying, “Young man, burdened with the Longevity Physique, your fate is destined to be full of hardships. In the future, you will be targeted by countless demons who call themselves emperors and ancestors.”

“What are you playing at?” Lin Jing shook his head. “This shouldn’t have anything to do with your Heavenly Secrets Pavilion.”

“The Nan Shan Demon Emperor who suddenly appeared in Hidden Dragon City must have been after you, young man.” Bai Yuran extended a finger and wagged it, laughing. “Although you were lucky and escaped that disaster, what if there’s a next time? You certainly won’t be that lucky every single time, right?”

“But if someone could deduce the future for you, letting you know months or even years in advance when a crisis will arrive, then even with a Longevity Physique, you would have a high chance of surviving until the end. Wouldn’t you agree?”

“Are you saying you are that person?” Lin Jing asked.

“Bingo!” Bai Yuran patted her chest and said, “As the most outstanding twenty-seventh generation Disciple of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion, I want to cooperate with you and deduce the crises that are about to happen to you. What do you say?”

Lin Jing remained expressionless. One who is unaccountably solicitous must hide evil intentions.

“Speak plainly.”

“I won’t hide it from you,” Bai Yuran said. “When Disciples of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion perform Tianji Arts to deduce heavenly secrets, it is most often done at the cost of their own Lifespan.”

“Therefore, Cultivators of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion do not easily perform major deductions. However, because the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion is located in the Immortal Cultivation World, it is inevitable that many powerful experts will seek us out for deductions. Thus, within the Tianji Arts, there exists a little trick.”

“When performing a deduction related to a specific person’s fate, if that person cooperates, then the subject of the deduction can take the place of the Tianji Arts user and bear over ninety-nine percent of the Lifespan consumption.”

“So, do you understand now?”

Lin Jing nodded, understanding. “By deducing the future, you will likely suffer a backlash from the Heavenly Dao and lose your Lifespan. But you have a way to make the subject bear that loss instead. Since I have a Longevity Physique, you think that even if I lose some Lifespan during a deduction, it won’t be a big deal.”

“In exchange, after you deduce for me, you should also gain some benefits, such as increasing your mastery of the Tianji Arts.”

“Bingo again!” Bai Yuran smiled slightly. “Compared to the crises you might face, a little bit of Lifespan shouldn’t affect you much, right?”

In Bai Yuran’s eyes, Lin Jing was a walking cultivation extractor. Ordinary people certainly wouldn’t have a fate as fraught with peril as Lin Jing’s. Moreover, for most Cultivators, Lifespan was extremely important; only a Longevity Physique could squander it without much concern.

Bai Yuran felt that as long as she could reach a cooperation with Lin Jing, she wouldn’t need to stay in secluded meditation in the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion for eighty years. Her Tianji Arts would soon reach Minor Achievement, and she could roam the world.

“I really am a prize,” Lin Jing thought helplessly. He didn’t answer Bai Yuran immediately; knowing her identity was enough for now. At this moment, the investiture ceremony was about to begin, and as the protagonist for the Beast Taming Sect’s side, it was time for him to make his appearance.

“Young man, think about it some more! I can give you a free divination first! You have a great omen of calamity coming very soon!!!”

Seeing Lin Jing leave, Bai Yuran immediately waved her hand.

Presently, above the Beast Taming Sect’s square, the Dharma Idols of several Great Demon King Old Ancestors hovered in the air, their demonic power surging. Under the summons of the Old Ancestors, Lin Jing also began to appear.

“Is he Lin Jing?”

The heavenly pride ranking had no portraits. Many Cultivators were seeing Lin Jing for the first time. His clothes were as white as snow, and his jet-black long hair was tied up with a simple wooden pin, fluttering gently in the wind, looking very unrestrained and handsome.

“This youth’s strength is indeed terrifying.”

Although Lin Jing had hidden his cultivation, many experts still couldn’t help but sigh inwardly upon seeing his eyes, which were as deep as an icy abyss. The two Disciples from the Ten Thousand Beast Gate also paid extra attention to Lin Jing, but unfortunately, they couldn’t see anything else.

The ceremony officially began. Lin Jing slowly walked up the Hundred-Step Cloud Ladder of the Beast Taming Sect. Behind him were the Elders of the Beast Taming Sect, holding their Beast Control Magical Treasures with solemn expressions, following closely step by step.

Reaching the end of the cloud ladder, Lin Jing stopped. Then, the second-generation Sect Master’s Pet Beast, Old Ancestor Wang Batian, condensed into a human form using magic power. He held a simple and unadorned tortoise shell and gazed at Lin Jing.

This was the Sect’s Beast Treasure, a tortoise shell shed by Old Ancestor Wang Batian. Only by obtaining a token from at least one Demon King Old Ancestor could the Saints of past generations truly be considered the successors of the Beast Taming Sect. Old Ancestor Wang Batian slowly raised the tortoise shell and spoke loudly to all directions: “Today, we officially invest Lin Jing as the sixth-generation Saint of our Beast Taming Sect. May he carry on the past and open the way for the future, strengthening our Beast Taming Sect!”

After he finished speaking, Lin Jing took the tortoise shell: “I, Lin Jing, will surely not fail the high expectations of my predecessors. I shall use beast control to prove my Dao, protect the Sect,”

“Spread the prestige of my Beast Taming Sect, and let the light of the Dao of Beast Taming shine upon the heavens and the myriad worlds!”

“Hahaha, good.” Several Great Demon King Old Ancestors laughed loudly.

“On such a grand day, there must be some martial arts duels to liven things up. Our Beast Taming Sect’s Saint has just taken office today; I wonder if any Great Desolation Prodigies wish to challenge him?”

After the investiture was complete, Lin Jing flicked his sleeve and instantly sat down cross-legged before a cloud table in the sky, picking up a teacup.

“Challenges are fine, but it’s best to pass the hurdle of the True Disciples first. Not everyone is worth my personal intervention.”

According to the procedure, the True Disciples of the Beast Taming Sect would block a bunch of mediocre challengers for Lin Jing,

reducing Lin Jing’s exhaustion.

Meanwhile, Lin Jing himself toyed with the tortoise shell given to him by Old Ancestor Wang Batian— “Feels a bit useless. Might as well give away a Mechanical Bamboo Turtle instead.”