Beast Taming: Bloodline Golden Hand-Chapter 726 - 466: The Ancestors Have Granted Permission (Part 2)

As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, even their livestock ascend to heaven.

After the position of Saint Heir was confirmed, Bach and his originally ordinary family instantly leaped from the bottom of society to the center of attention.

The Divine Church not only granted them a vast amount of wealth and a luxurious mansion, but also dispatched a dedicated Divine Envoy to teach him various court etiquettes in preparation for the ceremony a month later.

Moreover, the Great Divine Officer, Reese, personally ordered that the extremely precious Essence Cleansing Elixir be taken from the church's treasury to improve Bach's physique and that of his golden war bull, enabling them to enhance their power swiftly.

All these honors completely submerged the twenty-year-old Bach in the enormous pleasure brought about by power and glory.

However, some people's mentality becomes distorted after sudden wealth.

These days, as Bach walked the streets of the Holy City, he was always accompanied by a group of guards and sycophants, flaunting an air more ostentatious than many nobles.

He became arrogant and overbearing, lost in his pride, and at the slightest inconvenience, would either beat or scold the common folk he once was part of.

Today, on the second floor of the city's most prosperous tavern.

Lin Chen and Lee Zhen sat by the window, coincidentally witnessing the scene unfolding downstairs.

Saint Heir Bach flew into a rage because a child carrying dishes stumbled and accidentally splattered a bit of soup on his clothes.

He kicked the frail child to the ground and ordered the guards to drag the child's parents out to be publicly whipped, causing the surrounding people to seethe with silent anger.

Confronted with this new Saint Heir, those oppressed civilians showed not anger on their faces but instead were filled with fear and self-blame, as if they truly had done something wrong to offend the speaker of the divine here on earth.

Seeing this, Lee Zhen frowned deeply.

"Is this the paragon picked by the Ah Tuo Sect? I'd say he's more like a hooligan!" he remarked disdainfully.

Lin Chen didn't say much and calmly watched the arrogant Bach downstairs, filled with equally deep doubt.

…

Upon returning to the courtyard that evening, Lin Chen recounted the day's events to Xu Feng and mentioned a detail:

"It seems the city's pursuit of you has cooled off considerably, and most of the Holy Church Guards have been reassigned to maintain security around the Saint Heir's mansion."

Upon hearing this, Xu Feng was not surprised and said:

"That's understandable. The Saint Heir's worship ceremony is the top priority for the Ah Tuo Sect, ranking first in their religious rituals, and absolutely cannot fail."

Lee Zhen couldn't help but interject at this point:

"It seems the Ah Tuo Sect is not all bad, at least they know how to focus on nurturing the next generation."

Unexpectedly, Xu Feng shook his head upon hearing this.

"That's not quite the case," he recalled, "Having served as Vice Sect Hierarch for several years, I've seen a lot of resource allocations within the church. Rarely do I see top-tier resources specifically dedicated for the Saint Heir. It's the Pope who uses all the best stuff."

"Though possibly, the church treats different Saint Heirs differently."

"Or maybe they've tapped into secret resources that I couldn't access just for this new Saint Heir."

After pondering this, Lee Zhen still felt something was amiss and recounted how Bach had publicly abused civilians earlier that day.

Xu Feng was unsurprised upon hearing this.

"I had seen his behavior at the competition; he was terrible," Xu Feng scoffed, "I was present when he was selected."

"You deliberately recommended this person to undermine the Divine Church?" Lee Zhen gave him a thumbs up, "Well done, you're quite a 'good' Vice Sect Hierarch, sowing chaos!"

"No, it wasn't me; I don't have that much influence." Xu Feng waved his hands, "The selection was personally made by the Pope. The Ah Tuo Sect's standards for choosing a Saint Heir have always been odd."

"They focus on two points: first, whether the talent is extraordinary enough. Secondly, belief doesn't matter much, as long as there's no rebellion. As for character… it's never been within their considerations."

These words left Lin Chen and Lee Zhen deeply surprised.

In their understanding, for a power to endure through time, the character and talent of its leaders are equally important.

Otherwise, no matter how strong their power is, they will eventually lead the organization into an abyss of calamity.

"Not all Saint Heirs are like this," Xu Feng pondered and finally said, "I remember the last generation's Saint Heir had a great personality. Although he didn't speak much, his mannerisms exuded the demeanor of a true master. So it might be the divine church's improved later training methods."

"However…" he hesitated, expressing a hint of confusion, "the Pope doesn't seem like someone who could educate well. I wonder why the Saint Heirs he trains are exceptionally strong."

"I recall last year's Saint Heir; the aura emanating from him felt… even slightly stronger than the Pope himself."

Lee Zhen burst into laughter upon hearing this and said:

"If the Saint Heir is stronger than the Pope, they'd rebel."

"With strength, why be second?"

"You must have measured incorrectly due to weak ability."

"..."

...

A month passed in the blink of an eye.

The eagerly awaited Saint Heir worship ceremony had finally arrived!

On this day, the entire Holy City of Aman was deserted.

All residents spontaneously stepped out from their homes, gathering along the pilgrim road leading to the everlasting sacred mountain.

They donned festive attire, clutching flowers, and their faces radiated with devout and fervent smiles, eagerly awaiting their new divine representative.

In the sky, fireworks boomed and colored streamers fluttered.

Numerous tamed white spiritual birds, symbols of good fortune, hovered over the Holy City.

At the summit of the majestic sacred mountain, atop an enormous outdoor altar, the Pope of Ah Tuo Sect, the Great Divine Officer, and dozens of inscrutable Divine Envoys had already gathered.

Almost all the top forces of the Nanfen Ancient Country were converging at this moment!

The grandeur of the scene and the solemnity of the atmosphere were unprecedented!

At the moment when the ceremony's bells echoed throughout the Holy City.

Miles away from the everlasting sacred mountain, in a concealed valley, three shadows quietly emerged.

Lin Chen, Lee Zhen, Xu Feng!

They gazed at the divine mountain bathed in golden light, awaiting the moment of action!

Xu Feng solemnly retrieved three ancient copper coins with intricate patterns from his worn-out storage pouch.

These three coins were the "Guidance Coins" handed down by his Xu family.

"The hour has come, everything is ready, only the east wind is missing!"

He muttered mysteriously before closing his eyes and casting the three coins high into the air.

"Jingle-jangle—"

The three copper coins tumbled through the air before finally landing on the ground.

Lee Zhen, observing his fortune-teller antics, couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Xu Feng opened his eyes and stated seriously:

"I'm consulting my ancestors about whether this action will be auspicious or perilous."

"Superstition," Lee Zhen bluntly commented.

"You don't understand; this isn't superstition; it's professionalism!"

Xu Feng confidently replied:

"In our line of work, we emphasize rules and omens!"

"If two or more coins land face down, I'll turn around and leave without looking back!"

"I, Xu Feng, am a principled tomb raider!"

"..."

With that, Xu Feng cautiously bent down and picked up the three coins from the ground.

Upon seeing the coins' sides, his face broke into a radiant smile.

He quickly turned to Lin Chen and Lee Zhen, excitedly waving:

"Three face-up!"

"Great fortune!"

"The Xu family ancestors have approved, we… shall enter!"