Beast Taming: the More the Better Chapter 816 - 353: Water Venerable’s Oppression! Qian Yi’s Sword Intent!

That icy, sudden voice echoed across the Heart of Water Lake's surface late at night.

Su Ping found himself breathless from it, his entire body seemingly bound by a freezing spell that stopped any motion at all, allowing him solely to stare fixedly at the silhouette in front of him.

Right then, Little Flame lost its ability to stay in Flame Bird form and shrank back to its simplest flame state. The flame's nonstop quivering clearly revealed a terror never felt before by this tiny entity.

Yet the voice's source paid it no heed, gazing curiously instead at the little paperman drifting on the water, remarking with intrigue:

"Is this a newly emerged pet beast species from a later era? A fresh necromancy pet beast? At last, they're not those hideous bony, decaying monsters anymore—they're actually adorable!"

With those words, it stretched out its hand, and the Heart of Water Lake's waters complied perfectly in its grasp like the tamest child.

The liquid morphed into a hand-like flow, softly caressing Qian Yi’s form.

Qian Yi appeared dazed for a moment, confused by what was happening.

Luckily, Su Ping’s soul contract worked fine, sending out an order swiftly:

"Qian Yi, come back right now."

At that, the paperman finally responded, darting back to Su Ping’s side while shooting glares at the odd 'human' ahead.

Su Ping’s response obviously irked the figure, as its snowy white brows creased faintly, showing annoyance while it spoke:

"Why so miserly? Fine then, whatever. Kid, surrender the Flame Venerable’s phoenix spirit you hold, and I'll overlook your rudeness."

Those words in serpentine script let Su Ping grasp their purpose instantly.

Likewise, Little Flame comprehended exactly what this being craved.

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..."

A muffled noise rose from Little Flame’s form, brimming with desperate urgency, agony, and a panic Su Ping had never seen in it before.

For the first time, this bold little pet beast—which had faced coercion with unyielding bravery and even suicidal resolve prior to taming—felt true dread.

Clearly, the tiny creature sensed deep down that ending up with this being would be far worse than dying!

Su Ping drew in a heavy breath, blinked his eyes, eyed the figure that seemed to perceive all, and at last uttered his initial words:

"You're the Water Venerable who revived just recently, right?"

Yes, Ray Saint had informed him of the Eastern Sea water disaster's real cause—the Water Venerable's resurgence.

This fabled entity from Jiuzhou's ancient times embodies the mightiest water-element legend and ranks among the supreme legendary totems from the war-torn era when Dragon Nation's tribes merged.

Together with Flame Venerable, it counts as one of the world's top powerhouses.

Precisely this presence threw Little Flame into such turmoil, amid the eternal water-fire rivalry.

Still, Flame Venerable had won their ancient clash, so why did it revive in far weaker shape than Water Venerable?

Flame Venerable's shattered remnants paled vastly against Water Venerable's straightforward rebirth in strength.

But now wasn't the moment to dwell on such mysteries.

The woman ahead stayed nonchalant, grinning and giving a small nod:

"Correct, you must hold some importance in today's human Dragon Nation—that explains your close ties with that young human spirit saint."

Su Ping let out a soft breath and pressed on:

"In that case, you ought to realize the Dragon Nation of now differs greatly from the old one. They won't allow you free rein across Jiuzhou."

"Free rein?"

The woman's tone sharpened abruptly like a serpent's hiss, then softened back to normal, dropping the serpentine script:

"I've already encountered your nation's head, or do they go by King? Some other name maybe? Regardless, I paid a small fee for permission to wander Jiuzhou and hunt the Flame Venerable’s divine fire spirit!"

She added casually: "Now then, behave and give me that Flame Venerable’s divine fire spirit. This little fire spirit looks special—worth studying a bit."

Su Ping reflexively retreated a step, itching to snatch his phone for a call to Ray Saint, but it lay with his nearby clothes. Clad only in shorts, he had to keep talking:

"Elder, whatever you need, I'll help however I can! Little Flame might be confused—it's no Flame Venerable’s divine spirit, just a regular..."

"Stop it, kid—I'm not buying your delay games. Plus, no amount of stalling helps,

since neither that human spirit saint kid nor the sacred-level spatial coordinate holder opposite will sense a thing.

Kid, the chasm between a legendary totem and saint level exceeds your wildest dreams—even with my limited recovery, so don't complicate this for me, okay?"