Beast Taming: the More the Better - Chapter 673 - 306 All Five Saints Gathered! The Land of Inheritance!_3

Chapter 673: Chapter 306 All Five Saints Gathered! The Land of Inheritance!_3

Another one?

Actually, Su Ping was quite indifferent to whether he needed this thing.

However, seeing the envious looks on the faces of those around him, as if they wished they could devour him, Su Ping raised his eyebrows and slowly reached out, cradling the object in his hand.

Compared to the recently obtained pink ’Red Devil’ Snake Saint’s Egg.

This purple Spider Saint’s Egg appeared ice-cold, like a lifeless dead egg devoid of any vitality.

Su Ping pondered for a moment, then once again directed his Eye of Truth toward the purple Spider Saint’s Egg before him.

Sure enough, just like with the Red Devil before, the feedback from this purple Spider Saint’s Egg quickly appeared in Su Ping’s vision:

[Myriad Poison Underworld Spider’s Egg]

[Current Level: None]

[Race Level: Unknown]

Hmm, compared to that Red Devil, this so-called Myriad Poison Underworld Spider is much clearer—a pure Poison Type spider-class Pet Beast. Simple and easy to understand.

After safely storing this Myriad Poison Underworld Spider’s Spider Saint’s Egg in the Beast Taming Space, Su Ping patted Xiao Qing’s head and scanned the others with a glance.

“Su Ping! How on earth did you manage to do that?”

Rong Cheng finally couldn’t hold back anymore and questioned from the side.

Su Ping glanced at him.

Among the great families, the Rong Family members from his mother’s lineage were, without a doubt, Su Ping’s true kin, relatives bound by blood thicker than water. However, these others, though also surnamed Rong, were relations beyond the fifth degree of mourning; it was good enough that they weren’t enemies.

“What, can’t I just have good Talent? The Spider Saint and Snake Saint themselves acknowledged me. If you’re not convinced, go ask the Five Saints’ Spirits!”

Su Ping shrugged, then couldn’t be bothered with him anymore. He mounted Xiao Qing’s back again and, under everyone’s gaze, moved next to his elder cousin, Rong Mang.

“Let’s go, Cousin, to the next domain!”

“Again?”

Rong Mang looked utterly helpless.

But at this moment, what could he say?

Besides, he had to admit, he also wanted to see just where his younger cousin’s limit lay and how he was accomplishing such miraculous feats.

Leaving the Cavern of Thousand Spiders, Rong Mang wasn’t the only one following closely behind Su Ping.

At this moment, all the Rong Family disciples who had been in the Cavern of Thousand Spiders also followed them out.

For the slightly wealthier branches of the Rong Family, the resources within the Secret Realm weren’t particularly prized.

Now, naturally, they also wanted to see for themselves just what this Su Ping was up to.

And very soon, they would find out.

「Valley of Thousand Legs.」

It wasn’t far from the Cavern of Thousand Spiders, both being situated within a stretch of continuous, low hills.

The so-called Valley of Thousand Legs was, naturally, the territory of the centipede-class Pet Beasts, one of the Five Poisons.

Come to think of it, right after graduating from Jianghai, that bastard of a head teacher had pulled some company strings, trying to get him to sign a life-service contract. The conditions and enticement offered had included the Sickle Giant Centipede.

And right now, within this Valley of Thousand Legs, there were indeed a few such creatures.

However, their numbers were few, only a handful. After all, the Sickle Giant Centipede’s body exceeded ten meters in length and was considerably huge; comparatively, larger Pet Beasts consumed relatively more.

Although the abundant resource output in the Five Saints Secret Realms meant they weren’t lacking, there was no need to raise too many of these large creatures, which had weak poison properties and were primarily Metal Element.

Compared to the warm, humid, and sun-drenched Green Snake Forest, and the cold, cramped, dark, and terrifying Cavern of Thousand Spiders, the Valley of Thousand Legs was relatively moderate. It combined aspects of both: humid but rather cool, with little sunlight.

However, the area for activity was still relatively spacious.

Similarly, a few Rong Family disciples were present here as well.

However, compared to the Green Snake Forest and the Cavern of Thousand Spiders, their numbers were significantly fewer. It wasn’t that fewer Rong Family disciples had chosen to come to this Centipede Saint’s egg site; rather, it was because several hours had passed. The Rong Family disciples who had arrived, already aware of their own prospects, had simply taken their obtained Pet Beast Eggs and left, or had already begun their return journey, or were searching for resources in other parts of the Five Saints Secret Realms, ensuring their trip wasn’t in vain.

Su Ping paid them no mind. Under the scrutinizing gazes of everyone present, he resolutely walked forward and stood before the large, black-and-red centipede statue.

If he hadn’t known that this thing couldn’t attack him and harbored no malice towards the Rong Family disciples, standing beneath this statue and looking at it would still have made him somewhat apprehensive.

The creatures of the Five Poisons were all ferocious Pet Beasts, the kind that made a human Beast Tamer’s skin crawl from the depths of their being.

But fortunately, compared to the hoarse voice of the Snake Saint’s Spirit and the delicate voice of the Spider Saint’s Spirit, the voice of this Centipede Saint’s Spirit possessed a gentleness that the others lacked. This was a stark contrast to the statue’s enormous, ferocious appearance and the blood-red light flickering from its sculpted thousand legs, offering Su Ping a sliver of comfort.

And, as expected, as long as Xiao Qing was by his side and the aura of the Biyao Chunshen still emanated from him, then perhaps the Five Saints’ Spirits, having already communicated internally and reached an understanding, wouldn’t let him down.

After the routine questioning, soon enough, similar words to before were transmitted, followed by a vision from the Centipede Saint’s Spirit’s consciousness.

This vision seemed to be a continuation of the previous ones.

The man in ancient robes from the vision slowly stood atop a mountain peak, exhaled, and then began to speak: