Absolute Beast Dominion Chapter 149: Tsk

Novel: Absolute Beast Dominion Author: NoendHorizon Updated: Jun 03, 2026

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Now reading: Chapter 149: Tsk from Absolute Beast Dominion, a Fantasy novel by NoendHorizon.

Chapter 149: Tsk

The only reason Lu was explaining so much was that Brant had vouched for Leo—calling him cautious and honest, though cunning when required. The only things he truly lacked were support and knowledge.

"Wait? Wouldn’t that an you can also be revived?" Leo asked.

Lu looked at him, confused.

"How did you co to that conclusion? It’s my Phoenix’s trait, and we can’t inherit traits. And even if I had the trait, where would people bring my core from if I died? I an, a soul core could be said to be our cores, but they dissipate within monts when people die. So no, I cannot be revived."

But I can share traits. Well, they don’t need to know that, do they? Leo thought while nodding in understanding.

While Leo was lost in thought, his beasts returned to check on him.

Brant’s eyes narrowed the mont he noticed them.

"You..." he said slowly. "Didn’t you have a soul-related talent called ’Beastiary of Souls’?"

Brant, seeing that Leo had finally relaxed around them, decided to strike.

"How are you able to ta beasts? Your talent na doesn’t suggest that," he said, his tone casual but his eyes sharp.

Since technology still wasn’t advanced enough to know the description of a talent, people could only guess the function by the talent’s na.

Well fuck.

I knew they weren’t here for nothing. Ti to pull so bullshit.

"Uh... sohow I was able to connect with my beasts through the soul," Leo replied, rubbing the back of his neck. "And when I tried reaching them through that connection, I ended up taming them."

Brant narrowed his eyes slightly. He could tell Leo was hiding sothing, but after a brief pause, he still nodded.

"And what about your strength?" Brant continued,

"Leaving your beasts aside—" he paused, sweeping his gaze across Shyra, then Niri, Nyxa, and finally Howl.

"—which are, I would say, all Pseudo 3-star, with the Colossus at Low 3-star. But you—you yourself radiate strength surpassing them. Nearly Mid-3-star."

His voice grew heavier.

"How is that possible? Technically—normally—Beast Masters possess lower strength than their beasts. Hell, most of them are glass cannons, relying entirely on their highest-ranking beast to back them up. But you’re different. Why?"

This professor will strip bare!!

Thankfully, he doesn’t know I’m actually a Pseudo-4-star. Phew.

Ti for another round of bullshit.

Leo cald his breathing as cold sweat trickled slowly down his spine. Outwardly, however, his posture remained steady, his expression confident.

To draw more out of him, Brant subtly released his aura. It wasn’t aggressive—just enough pressure to make any ordinary 3-star feel uncomfortable, unsettled and eager to talk. What he didn’t know was that Leo wasn’t having any of it.

"I don’t know," Leo said after a mont. "At so point, I just... naturally started becoming stronger as my beasts ranked up. It felt like they were lending their strength."

It’s true, Leo thought. If Professor Brant can only tell I’m Mid-3-star, then he can tell my strength cos from them.

And Leo was right.

Brant seed satisfied. From what he sensed, Leo wasn’t lying. He nodded slowly, then once more shifted his gaze toward the beasts.

"Have to say," Brant muttered, "you tad quite the interesting bunch..."

Lu nodded in agreent.

"Pseudo-3-star at these sizes?" Lu said, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Shyra and Nyxa. "Boy, don’t tell they’re all noble bloodlined."

He even glanced at Niri. A Pseudo-3-star with such a small fra could only an one of two things—either an abysmally low bloodline... or an exceptionally high one.

And knowing Leo, it had to be the latter.

Well, two of them are Royal—

"I don’t even know that," Leo interrupted. "When I reached out to them through my soul, their latent energy felt pure. It seed like they could grow strong, so I tad them."

Another lie.

The truth—that he could literally see their information laid bare before his eyes—could never be revealed though.

"He’s still hiding things," Lu said to Brant telepathically.

"I think it’s just his cautious nature," Brant replied. "Even I wouldn’t trust so random old pervert I t recently."

Lu clicked his tongue in response.

"Three Pseudo 3-star beasts and one low star..." Brant muttered. Then he froze. "Wait."

His eyes widened.

Even Lu, who had been internally cursing Brant a mont ago, felt his breath stop when the implication hit him. He blurted out loud,

"Fifty per cent attribute share!? What the fuck?!"

Lu stared at Leo as if he were so kind of walking anomaly.

These old monsters are way too good at maths.

Tsk. Are they Asians?

On the outside, Leo simply looked back at them, completely clueless as to what had caused such a reaction.

Then Brant turned to him sharply.

"Brat. What’s your soul rank?"

Leo stiffened. The question caught him off guard. Every ti sothing abnormal about him surfaced, people always went straight for his soul rank.

Those three goons who ca to kill him at start.

Even the guy with the Windbreath Hound.

"Common..." Leo said cautiously, hoping they would accept it.

"Don’t lie, kid," Brant said firmly. "We know you have a higher-ranked soul. There’s no way you’d have 6-star talent with a common soul. At the very least, you’d need an uncommon one."

He paused, then added,

"Now. Tell the truth."

Then, as if tossing bait into the water, he continued,

"Say it, and I’ll try to help my most to your beasts overco their bottlenecks. They’ve been stuck at Pseudo-3-star for quite so ti, haven’t they?"

Huh?

Are soul rank and talent connected? Leo thought.

Shit—status!

He quickly reviewed his information.

Na: Leo

Soul Rank: Rare, *Mythical*

Talents:

[Beastiary of Souls]: 7-stars