Beast Taming Patrol Chapter 1448 - 408: The Five-Colored Treasures of the Nine Nether Pavilion

"It is quite unexpected that you have expertise in this area," the Soul Venerate noted, a flicker of astonishment crossing their gaze.

Following this remark, the figure drifted into a state of intense contemplation.

The ancient volumes housed within the Nine Nether Pavilion are intimately tied to the various secret techniques preserved by the Nether Soul Sect, necessitating a cautious approach to their handling.

However, after further thought, the Soul Venerate conceded that the Nether Soul Sect’s actual comprehension of these primeval texts was remarkably shallow.

Most of those secret techniques were actually synthesized from fragmented phrases found in the tomes combined with the personal revelations of legendary figures in the Nether Soul Sect's lineage; they were not as fundamentally anchored to the physical books as one might assume.

If Lin Su truly possessed the ability to interpret these ancient scripts and extract hidden meanings, it would result in a mutually beneficial arrangement for everyone involved.

Having reached this conclusion, the Soul Venerate gave a small nod. "I have the authority to grant this request."

"These ancient tomes are not actually kept inside the secret realm; over the long centuries, they have been categorized and moved to an external archive. You may study them as you wish once we return to the outside."

Upon hearing the Soul Venerate’s consent, an excited spark lit up the eyes of Guigui and Yingying as they stood behind Lin Su.

Previously, Youyou had successfully derived a formidable secret technique, the Phoenix Transformation Scripture, from the inscriptions within the Immortal Phoenix Hall.

Furthermore, there were many other combat-oriented secret techniques available, though Youyou lacked the immediate focus to master them all at once.

If the two of them could similarly discover secret techniques tailored to their own paths within the Nine Nether Pavilion, their combat prowess would undoubtedly reach new heights.

"In that case, Soul Venerate, shall we depart from this place?" Lin Su asked with a faint smile.

"Let us leave," the Soul Venerate agreed, promptly enveloping the young man and his five beasts before retracing the path they had taken.

A short while later, Lin Su and his five companions arrived back at the portal serving as the entrance to the Nine Nether Secret Realm.

Zhao Xuantong was already waiting at the exit, and judging by his radiant look, his own journey through the realm had been quite fruitful.

"Brother Lin, how was your—" Zhao Xuantong began to inquire about Lin Su's progress, but the words died in his throat the moment he looked at the five companions following behind him.

He could sense with startling clarity that their power had surged immensely since they first entered the Nine Nether Secret Realm.

The beast draped in black robes and the black dragon wreathed in dark red flames were especially intimidating, their heavy auras making both Zhao Xuantong and his own beast feel as though they were suffocating.

For a brief moment, a wave of discouragement washed over Zhao Xuantong.

The combined rewards of his two separate trips into the Nine Nether Secret Realm seemed insignificant compared to what Lin Su had achieved in one.

Dammit!

Unaware of Zhao Xuantong’s internal turmoil, Lin Su smiled and offered a polite cupped-hand salute. "Brother Zhao, I must head out for now. We shall catch up later."

With those parting words, he made a quick exit toward his private quarters.

"This is..." Zhao Xuantong blinked in confusion as he watched Lin Su’s retreating back.

"It would be better for your peace of mind if you didn't ask," the Soul Venerate remarked with a strange inflection.

As a direct scion of the Nether Soul Palace and a personal disciple of Sect Master Zou Mingruo, Zhao Xuantong had always been under the Soul Venerate’s watchful eye since childhood.

Before Lin Su arrived, the Soul Venerate had always considered Zhao Xuantong to be among the most gifted talents of the younger generation, even if he wasn't the absolute best among the three great sects.

But at this moment...

It was better to leave it unsaid.

"Starting tomorrow, report to my Soul Burial Ground every single day," the Soul Venerate commanded flatly, causing Zhao Xuantong’s face to instantly pale.

The Soul Burial Ground was a grueling training site specifically designed by the Soul Venerate.

Its ability to forge the strength of Nether Soul Palace disciples was nearly on par with the Wangsheng Heaven.

However, the location was notoriously difficult for Beast Tamers and their companions, requiring them to endure grueling trials to see any results.

"Soul Venerate, surely we can..." Zhao Xuantong attempted to offer a strained smile, hoping to talk his way out of it.

"The matter is decided," the Soul Venerate declared before vanishing into thin air.

Zhao Xuantong stood there, speechless. "..."

Can someone explain what just happened?!

...

"Tata, what kind of five-colored object do we have this time?"

As soon as he entered his room, Lin Su engaged the barriers to seal off the area from prying eyes and made his inquiry.

While the Nether Soul Palace had treated him well, the secrets of Tata and the five-colored items were things he kept close to his chest, as they likely held the key to the origins of the Heavenly Rank Secret Realm.

"Tap! ʕ◉ᴥ◉ʔ" (I haven't checked it yet!)

Tata answered while pulling a treasure chest out of the Space Ring.

This chest was noticeably smaller than the ones that had previously held five-colored items.

It was barely larger than a person's palm, looking far too small to contain dozens or hundreds of items.

Yet, when Tata flipped the lid, Lin Su’s doubts vanished instantly.

The interior was filled with long needles, each shimmering with a distinct hue.

They were five-colored and translucent like crystal, incredibly fine, and glinted brilliantly in the light.

Since a single needle occupied almost no space, this small container held at least several hundred of them.

Lin Su carefully retrieved a pale blue needle to inspect it, his expression slowly becoming complicated.

The needle was remarkably thin and sharpened at both ends, resembling a specialized concealed weapon.

How was one supposed to go about absorbing something like this?

"Jie? (｡ϟ｡)" (Do we have to poke ourselves with it?)

Guigui suggested suddenly, the runes on its mask flickering with light.

"Dah?! ʕ꒦ິᴥ꒦ີʔ" (What?!)

At the mention of being pricked by the needle, Tata’s fur stood on end, and a look of pure terror filled its face.

"Ahem, to be honest, I suspect that's the case," Lin Su said, looking at Tata with a sympathetic shrug. "Looking at these needles, they don't seem to have any function other than piercing."

"Besides, you've already tried touching them with other parts of your body, haven't you? And nothing happened, right?"