My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

Chapter 403 - 247: Celestial Demon Obstructing the Path (2)

At the start of Yang Jing’s Core Formation, the other Cultivators had been proud. But under the Celestial Demon’s relentless harassment, day and night, some of them began to feel resentful.

The resentment was especially deep among those trying to break through to a new Realm, only to find that Yang Jing was consuming all the Spiritual Qi in their Cave Mansions.

Normally, this resentment was insignificant. Even those who felt it would forget in an instant, retaining no memory of it a few days later.

Within the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion, however, it began to produce a strange effect.

These wisps of resentment were stealthily absorbed and gathered in an unremarkable barrack within the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion.

This block of barracks housed soldiers with a Qi Cultivation. Space was tight in the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion, and each barrack was a mere two zhang in size.

Under a bed inside one of the barracks, a palm-sized Small Banner floated amidst the resentment, drawing all this ill will directed at Yang Jing into itself.

Strange and arcane Demon Patterns were embroidered in Golden Thread on the banner’s surface. They surrounded a small Demon with sharp fangs, a pointed mouth, and ears as large as fans.

Nourished by the resentment, the eyes of the small Demon embroidered in Golden Thread suddenly twitched, and it came to life.

It let out a sinister cackle and was about to climb off the banner’s surface when the sound of footsteps suddenly echoed from outside the barrack, and it immediately shrank back onto the banner.

"That Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator has been blockading us every day. I wonder when a True Monarch from our Six Sects will finally step in and relieve this pent-up frustration from being trapped in the city."

"Hmph, the True Monarchs keep calling that Yang Jing a Qilin’Er of the Six Sects, but now that he’s attracted a Celestial Demon to obstruct his path, our Northern Army Governor’s Mansion is left to bear the pressure all alone. Sigh, I haven’t been able to visit for a month. My sweetheart in the Marketplace has probably found someone else by now."

Before the words had even faded, another wisp of resentment was drawn out, slipping through the crack under the door and into the barrack, where it was absorbed by the Demon Banner.

「One hundred days later.」

The Five-Colored, cloud-like Magical Power in Yang Jing’s Dantian had completely dissipated. All that remained was a single, purple-gold Golden Core, encircled by nine patterns, residing within.

The moment the Golden Core formed, Yang Jing’s Essence, Qi, and Spirit underwent a sudden transformation. Five muffled thuds echoed from within his body as his True Yang Body, long stagnant, spontaneously broke through five Acupoints, and his Celestial True Gang flared with power.

The Inner World connected to him expanded in response.

Previously, he’d had no idea how to expand his Inner World. But after forming his Golden Core, both the Insight Power of his Grotto Dark Dharma Eye and the Qi Discrimination Skill of his Bright Qi Talent had grown immensely.

Yang Jing could clearly see a near-endless torrent of Void Power pouring into the Inner World like an inverted celestial river, expanding the still-barren world.

He tried to control this stream of Void Power, only to find that his Divine Sense was like a sieve. The Void Power flowed through it like water, and he couldn’t intercept the slightest bit.

Filled by the Void Power, the Inner World expanded another fifty zhang before its transformation slowly came to a halt.

Aside from its sparse Spiritual Qi, the world was now nearly the size of a small county seat.

Yang Jing simply entered the Inner World with his physical body to investigate.

He had brought some grass seeds with him when he entered the Inner World before, and as a result, it had now transformed into a rolling sea of grass.

The wild grass was a lush, glossy green, so tender it seemed you could squeeze water from it.

Yang Jing formed a Sword Pointing gesture and released the Celestial Waterfall Sword from his Dantian.

As his Lifebound Flying Sword, cultivated with his very life force, the Celestial Waterfall Sword had benefited immensely from Yang Jing’s Core Formation. Its aura had surged, and to Yang Jing, it felt nearly as powerful as the Demon-Catching Tripod, which had been Refining a massive number of Celestial Demons.

The Heavenly Waterfall Child piloted the Flying Sword, transforming into a leaping beam of Sword Light that zipped through the air.

A whim struck Yang Jing, and he took control of the Flying Sword. With a surge of Magical Power, the Sword Light in the sky instantly split into four, chasing and frolicking with each other like playful fish.

After condensing his Golden Core, he had instinctively mastered the Realm of Sword Light Division.

The surging Sword Qi immediately caused the Inner World to tremble slightly.

Yang Jing hurriedly quelled the transforming Sword Light and gripped the Celestial Waterfall Sword in his hand, lest his excitement lead to disaster.

’Time to leave. Time to leave!’

He steeled his heart, knowing it was time to come out of seclusion.

With his keen perception, Yang Jing could naturally sense the Nascent Soul Demon Cultivator’s harassment through the layers of Restrictions and beyond the Grand Array. But with immense willpower, he had blocked out all the noise. He had even easily suppressed the Soul-devouring Demon Sound with his True Martial Demon Vibration Power, allowing nothing to interfere with his Core Formation.

After leaving the Inner World, Yang Jing willed a Water Mirror into existence. He saw that while he wasn’t completely disheveled, the Kunzai Jade Liquid Ointment he had previously applied to his body had completely dried up, clinging to him like a layer of snakeskin.

His Vestment Robe had been blasted by the surging Spiritual Qi during his Core Formation until it was riddled with holes, resembling little more than a torn net.

He simply took off the Daoist Robe, raised a hand to summon a stream of clear water, and gave himself a thorough washing. Only after changing into a brand-new Magic Robe did he undo the Restrictions and push the door open.

After the celestial phenomena outside had ceased, Iron Head and the other disciples guessed that their master was about to emerge from seclusion and had long been waiting quietly outside the Quiet Chamber.

"Master!"

Iron Head had prepared many auspicious phrases, but the moment he saw his master emerge from the Quiet Chamber, he suddenly choked up, unable to speak.

Seeing this disciple, normally his most composed, suddenly burst into tears, Yang Jing picked him up and wiped the tears from his face.

"Today is the day of your master’s Golden Core Great Success. Why are you acting so childish?"

Before he could finish speaking, Yinjiao, Chi Yu, Ji Feng, and Yellow Foot all threw themselves at him.

The force of his disciples’ charge pushed Yang Jing back several steps. He had to hoist up Yellow Foot’s bottom to keep him from falling to the ground.

"Junior Brother Yang, congratulations on forming your Golden Core."

Seeing the deep bond between Yang Jing and his disciples, Qiu Danqi felt a sense of relief.

Within their master-disciple lineage, many Golden Core Masters had grumbled about Yang Jing growing too close to the noble lady of the Zuoqiu Family, Zuoqiu Feng.

But even within their lineage, such an intimate master-disciple relationship was exceedingly rare.

Some Golden Core Cultivators even favored their own children and younger relatives over their disciples.

Yang Jing put down his reluctant disciples, gave Yellow Foot another pat on the bottom, and pulled him off his lapels.

"Senior Sister Qiu, it is thanks to you standing guard outside that I was able to complete my Core Formation so smoothly."

Just as the two were speaking, the Tier Five Array suddenly flared with brilliant Spiritual Light. A river of blood plummeted from the Nine Heavens, crashing down upon the Array’s Defensive Spirit Light.

Endless waves of foul blood churned, even obscuring the light of the Great Sun.

"The Profound Yin Blood Demon!"

Yang Jing sensed Chi Yu growing agitated and pressed a stream of True Martial Demon Vibration Power onto her shoulder.

"Thank you, Master."

A flush crossed Chi Yu’s fair face. For the past few months, the Profound Yin Blood Demon’s constant harassment had caused her bloodline to stir restlessly.

Qiu Danqi thought nothing of it, merely assuming that this disciple of Yang Jing had a shallow foundation and her Blood Qi had been affected.

"Why has this Demon suddenly started attacking the Array with its full strength today? Does it really think it can break through a Tier Five Array?"

She looked up curiously at the sky-rending river of blood.

Even with her Golden Core Cultivation, if she were to be swept into that river of blood, she would be reduced to a puddle of filth in an instant.

Nine hideous Skull Demon Heads circled the Grand Array, emitting waves of Soul-devouring Demon Sound.

Even through the barrier of the Tier Five Array, the sound still made Yellow Foot, the weakest in Cultivation, dizzy and disoriented.

"The Nine Nether Soul Capturing Demon Scripture."

Yang Jing’s pupils shrank as he recognized the Cultivation Technique used to control the nine Skull Demon Heads. This Demon Scripture was especially adept at bullying the weak. Against Cultivators of a lower Realm, it was a perfect counter.

These nine Skull Demon Heads had been refined from the skulls of at least Golden Core Cultivators, making them an exceptionally sinister Magical Treasure to begin with.

If not for the protection of the Tier Five Array, everyone in the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion, from the Foundation Establishment realm down to Qi Cultivation, would have had their Divine Souls captured and devoured by these nine Demon Heads.

Even Golden Core Cultivators would have to struggle to resist the Demon Sound, and would still find it difficult to escape the skulls’ demonic maws.

Just as Yang Jing was about to channel his True Martial Demon Vibration Power to calm Yellow Foot’s mind, a bizarre Demon Shadow suddenly leaped from Yang Jing’s own shadow. It expanded instantly, enveloping him completely.