I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples
Chapter 1784: Wild Beast Envoy: Sorry, I Spoke Too Loudly

Chapter 1784: Chapter 1784: Wild Beast Envoy: Sorry, I Spoke Too Loudly

Classic of Mountains and Seas?

When Xu Yeming heard these three words spoken by the so-called Wild Beast Envoy of the Twelve Envoys of the Chaos Divine Dynasty in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Isn’t the origin of the Classic of Mountains and Seas from The Mortal Realm?

Why would the Chaos Divine Dynasty, which was destroyed tens of millions of years ago, know of its existence?

Moreover, didn’t Master place a perception barrier on the Classic of Mountains and Seas? How could the other party sense its presence?

As for whether the other party might possess power far surpassing Master, enabling them to directly pierce through the barrier and detect the Classic of Mountains and Seas, Xu Yeming deemed it unlikely and didn’t even entertain that notion.

It seemed as though the Wild Beast Envoy had discerned the thoughts in Xu Yeming’s mind.

The Wild Beast Envoy smiled faintly. "Don’t overthink it. I haven’t actually sensed the presence of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. It’s just that the aura of the brush in your possession carries traces of having been used to inscribe on it. I bear no malice."

Xu Yeming let out a sigh of relief.

At the same time, a thought emerged in his mind: this was indeed a loophole.

When he returned, he would ensure Master placed a perception barrier on the brush as well.

"Alright, since you’ve gained the recognition of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, it means you possess the ability for Beast Taming. It’s fitting for you to inherit my mantle." The Wild Beast Envoy pointed at Xu Yeming, his tone suddenly turning grave as he said, "However, before that, I will need you to swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao."

"An oath to the Heavenly Dao?" Xu Yeming was slightly taken aback.

The oath to the Heavenly Dao stipulated that unless one’s power surpassed the Heavenly Dao itself, any violation would surely result in the Heavenly Dao forcibly erasing one’s existence. In general, no cultivator was willing to make such a pledge.

The Wild Beast Envoy said solemnly, "A Beast Tamer holds the power to command all beasts under heaven. Similarly, just as merchants cherish wealth and sword cultivators revere their swords, only by valuing what you master can you tread further along this path and reach its pinnacle.

A Beast Tamer must also treasure the beasts under heaven. To recklessly slaughter them or treat them merely as tools... If a powerful Beast Tamer harbors such an attitude, it would spell disaster for all beasts in the world.

Moreover... if my inheritance cannot achieve this principle, even if you obtain it, it will only bring harm instead of benefit."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yeming immediately extended his hand, pointing to the sky, and declared, "I, Xu Yeming, hereby swear an oath to the Heavenly Dao: If I ever treat all beasts as mere tools and kill them recklessly, may my soul be annihilated!"

As soon as the words fell,

he felt a mysterious force locking onto him, as if a pair of devastating eyes were staring at him.

Seeing this,

the Wild Beast Envoy nodded with a smile. "Don’t blame me for being too strict. In life, I once had a disciple who, due to the unique characteristics of this cultivation technique, began a spree of slaughtering beasts under heaven, continually absorbing the Beast Race’s bloodlines to strengthen himself. This caused his mind to become corrupted by bloodlust, turning him into a mere killing machine."

Seeing the regret and sorrow etched across the Wild Beast Envoy’s face, Xu Yeming cautiously asked, "And in the end..."

The Wild Beast Envoy replied, "I personally suppressed him. If left unchecked, his power would have surely brought catastrophe to the world."

Xu Yeming nodded slightly, though surprise rippled through his heart.

What kind of technique absorbs bloodlines of the Beast Race?

Moreover, how could it make someone’s nature change so drastically, while simultaneously escalating their strength so quickly?

"Alright, enough idle talk. There’s no need for curiosity." The Wild Beast Envoy stopped reminiscing and gave a gentle wave of his hand.

The entire altar began to tremble, and as it did, a stone platform slowly rose between Xu Yeming and the Wild Beast Envoy.

On the stone platform sat a scroll.

Carved into the surface of the scroll were the words: Beast Blood Desolate.

"Your cultivation technique and physique are already slightly stronger than my own techniques, so you don’t need mine." The Wild Beast Envoy gave Xu Yeming a peculiar look.

The aura surrounding Xu Yeming—both his cultivation technique and physique—was unparalleled, even in the Chaos Divine Dynasty which existed tens of millions of years ago when cultivation civilizations flourished and geniuses abounded.

It was unclear from where he had obtained such gifts.

"However, my Beast Taming Technique can certainly be passed down to you." The Wild Beast Envoy gestured to the scroll on the stone platform, his face displaying a hint of pride. "I made my name with two things: one is my cultivation technique, and the other is this technique."

Watching the Wild Beast Envoy’s proud expression, Xu Yeming skeptically picked up the scroll, curling his lip. "I hope what you’re saying is true, senior."

The Wild Beast Envoy choked slightly at being mocked, and just as he was about to argue, he saw the scroll’s knowledge flooding into Xu Yeming’s mind.

Xu Yeming promptly fell into a meditative state.

"Why does it feel like this brat is a bit disrespectful toward me..." The Wild Beast Envoy stared at Xu Yeming with a peculiar look.

At this moment, an immense torrent of information surged through Xu Yeming’s mind.

It felt as if his entire sea of consciousness would be overwhelmed and burst apart.

However, compared to the mental cultivation techniques given to him by his master, this was nothing more than a minor challenge.

Come to think of it...

This Beast Blood Desolate technique did have its own unique brilliance.

Beast blood allowed one to absorb the bloodline of a magical beast, thereby enhancing their cultivation realm. Furthermore, within the bloodline, one could imprint a Beast Blood Seal.

As for "Desolate," it referred to using the brush to inscribe this Beast Blood Seal, allowing it to conjure a corresponding Demon Beast Illusion. The stronger the cultivation, the more substantial the illusion became—eventually leading to full materialization!

Xu Yeming finally understood why the Wild Beast Envoy’s disciple had turned into a killing machine after absorbing too much beast blood.

Beast blood, being more violent than other bloodlines, made the inevitability of a rampage an inherent risk.

In an endless pursuit of power through slaughter and absorption of beast blood, one’s demise through bloodline backlash was a foregone conclusion.

Though different from clashing bloodlines, the parallels were undeniable.

Xu Yeming slowly opened his eyes.

The Wild Beast Envoy eagerly asked, "So? Isn’t my Beast Taming Technique extraordinary?"

He shook his head with regret and added, "However, this technique works best when paired with my cultivation technique to unleash its full potential. Unfortunately, piling on too many techniques dilutes your focus, so it’s better left alone.

Without the cultivation technique, it might be somewhat challenging for you to master this technique, and you’ll need extra patience to get started."

Instead of responding, Xu Yeming took out the brush and the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

He waved the brush, summoning the Qilin.

From the Qilin, he extracted its beast blood and absorbed it.

Seeing this, the Wild Beast Envoy was slightly startled. "You’ve already comprehended it? Without cultivating my technique, inscribing the Beast Seal shouldn’t be so easy..."

But as he was speaking, the Wild Beast Envoy’s eyes widened.

Xu Yeming retrieved a scroll, spreading it open. A droplet of Qilin Beast Blood flowed from his body into the brush through the Beast Blood Desolate technique.

With a gentle stroke of the brush, the scroll bore a blood-red circular imprint. Upon closer inspection, the imprint was composed of a miniature Qilin...

Watching this play out,

the Wild Beast Envoy was struck speechless.

Xu Yeming casually waved the brush, conjuring a Qilin Illusion.

He glanced at the Wild Beast Envoy mockingly, scratching his ear. "Oh? Senior, what were you saying earlier? Were you speaking to me?"

The Wild Beast Envoy’s lips twitched.

He chose to remain silent.