Beast Taming: the More the Better

Chapter 628: Chapter 290: Returning to Heavenly Mountain! The Spring Ginseng’s True Form!

After having dinner with Master Yin, Leng Ye, his own father, and Jian Yue, Su Ping gained a concrete understanding of the situation of the Breeders within the Legion. However, how to delegate the Cultivation tasks would still have to be decided by his father when the time comes. For now, Su Ping and Jian Yue didn’t need to enter the Legion and find the Heavenly Tomb Special Beast Taming Force that was undergoing special training.

Su Ping was happy with that arrangement. Having been to the Legion before, he didn’t find it particularly interesting. Moreover, staying in Beihai City, he still had his own unfinished business. For Su Ping, the importance of this matter could potentially be even greater than the Heavenly Tomb! This matter concerned the Biyao Chunshen and Xiao Qing’s Evolution.

Sitting in the car, Xing Chen dropped Jian Yue back at the guesthouse.

This Ms. Yue had actually taken out the Mutation Cultivation Method for the Death Night Raven Scarecrow.

But Su Ping ultimately declined, for now.

While he was interested in it, he wasn’t in a rush. Taking it at this moment seemed opportunistic, and he didn’t need to stoop to that. His earlier inquiry was merely to express an interest. There would be time later to discuss it after Jian Yue had a head start on learning the Cultivation Method and Evolution Law of the Paperman.

The only concern that slightly preoccupied Su Ping was how long he would have to stay in Beiyuan due to the Legion Cultivation. Although the Heart of Myriad Spirits was safe with Uncle Guan guarding it and no fool would dare to stir trouble, Su Ping wasn’t keen on staying in unfamiliar territory like Su Anyong, if possible. Many of his research projects back home couldn’t proceed without him, which would indeed cause significant delays.

However, Su Ping seemed to be overthinking this.

Because at this very moment, on the other side of Dragon Nation...

「Deep into the night,」

Here, at the very heart of Dragon Nation, lay the Imperial Capital, the Capital City—Dragon City. This place represented the nerve center of Dragon Nation.

And in the evening, even though Leng Ye was ostensibly still in Beiyuan, he was now standing atop a towering building in Dragon City, one that seemed to overlap with reality.

He stood behind a figure.

This figure was looking at the two reports from the Heavenly Tomb sent by Leng Ye.

”Hmm?”

With just that single word, an illusory question mark materialized above the figure’s head.

Leng Ye, who had followed this Boss for an unknown length of time, immediately understood.

”Yes, Su Ping and Su Anyong are father and son. But Boss, Su Ping’s Cultivated Evolutionary Body is really outstanding. You must have heard about it from Master Zhu, right?”

”Hmm!”

The illusory question mark shattered, signifying the figure’s acknowledgment of Leng Ye’s statement.

Still, after some thought, the figure added, ”Permitted. However, maintain distance. Don’t allow Su Ping to come into contact with those team members.”

Upon hearing this, Leng Ye’s eyebrows raised slightly. ”Boss, isn’t that a bit much? Wouldn’t it be less troublesome if Su Ping simply stays in Beiyuan?”

”Protocol,” the figure spoke indifferently. ”Unless you want trouble in other areas.”

Leng Ye shrugged, then nodded. ”Alright then.”

The figure nodded and then set aside the documents. Glancing at the coalescing chaotic illusion, the figure finally asked, ”By the way, what is his Talent?”

Leng Ye blinked, seemingly confused as to why his Boss was shifting the topic.

But he quickly understood something and promptly replied, ”It’s Pet Beast Home, not Telepathic Communication. I’m afraid that will disappoint you.”

The figure turned its head, looked silently at Leng Ye, and then actually showed a hint of disappointment.

”What a pity.”

Not a pity, not at all, Leng Ye hurriedly thought to himself.

Having such a superior was already taxing enough. If Su Ping possessed the Talent for Telepathic Communication, and if the Boss, becoming interested, decided to teach that brat his own developed ’Heavenly Constitution Meditation Method’... The very thought of having two such individuals around—insufferably diffident when face-to-face, yet excessively verbose over the phone—made Leng Ye’s head ache.

However, when he looked up and met the Boss’s unfriendly, direct gaze, his expression immediately returned to normal, his mind clear of distracting thoughts.