My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

Opening his mouth, he swallowed a thread of Innate Pure Yang Qi. Yang Jing let out a muffled grunt, enduring the agony as he drew this incredibly high-grade wisp of Spiritual Qi into his body.

It was like swallowing molten iron. Instead of sitting cross-legged to refine it as he had before, he picked up the Long Spear at his side and began practicing the Flying Lightning Demon-Slaying Spear Mantra.

After practicing the Spear Technique for the past few days, he discovered that it surprisingly had the miraculous effect of helping him refine the Innate Pure Yang Qi.

Body Refining Techniques were divided into Active Skills and Static Skills. He already had a profound understanding of Static Skills. As for Active Skills, he had been diligent during the Qi Cultivation Stage, but it wasn’t long before he grew lax.

Now that he had grasped the true essence of the Coiling Snake Spear Mantra and saw that this Active Skill could help refine the Innate Pure Yang Qi, he had picked it up again.

As the spear moved, a bolt of lightning suddenly flared at its tip. This lightning danced restlessly, its divine might contained within. Its movements were far less varied than those of the Coiling Snake Spear Mantra.

Yang Jing knew, however, that if the two Spear Techniques were pitted against each other between opponents of equal Power, the one using the Coiling Snake Spear Mantra would be stabbed full of holes by the practitioner of the Flying Lightning Demon-Slaying Spear Mantra within fifty rounds.

Although he hadn’t grasped the true essence of the Flying Lightning Demon-Slaying Spear Mantra, it was, after all, the Spear Technique of a Thunder General from the Upper Realm used for slaying demons. It was by no means a technique an ordinary Spear Mantra could match.

He practiced it several times, brandishing the spear until his Celestial True Gang was boiling and the Nine Great Celestial Thunders raged ceaselessly within his body, letting out a series of muffled rumbles.

With that, the searing Innate Pure Yang Qi was completely refined.

Yang Jing sat on the Meditation Cushion, reining in his True Gang, regulating his breathing, and calming his spirit.

After refining just five or six wisps of Innate Pure Yang Qi, the Pure Yang Qi in his body had undergone a major change. His Yang Qi was so vigorous it felt like it would burst right through his skin.

Yang Jing suppressed his aura, and with a shift of his form, he changed back into the guise of a Snake Demon.

Today was the day of execution for those few Demon Cultivators, so he could not afford to be careless.

Resignedly, he washed up in his Snake Demon body and put on his armor. Only then did he take out his issued Long Spear, hoist it onto his shoulder, and head off to see Si Taizhen.

Of course, he hadn’t used his issued Long Spear to practice the Flying Lightning Demon-Slaying Spear Mantra. For one, it would inevitably leave traces of True Thunder on the spear. For another, a mass-produced Long Spear crafted by artisans could never withstand the destructive force of the Flying Thunder Demon-Slaying Spear’s techniques; its tip would melt.

When he arrived and reported to the training grounds, Yang Jing found that Si Taizhen had not mobilized many troops for the execution. There were only thirty-six Demon Generals with Great Demon Cultivation and three hundred Demon Soldiers with Little Demon Cultivation.

After all, the execution was to take place in a Marketplace in the heart of the Jade Poison Kingdom. Moreover, Demon Cultivators were largely a selfish and thankless lot; there was no chance anyone would try to storm the execution grounds. Therefore, not all the soldiers and generals had been summoned.

Yang Jing was given the task of holding the sword. This Treasure Sword was not the kind of Flying Sword a Sword Cultivator would control, which, even at its heaviest, would only be thirty or forty jin and prioritize lightness. Instead, it was a Martial Sword meant to be held and swung, weighing over three thousand jin. It was made of extremely heavy materials and had a very thick spine.

It resembled an Iron Whip more than a Treasure Sword. Its design was archaic, and the scabbard bore the two words "Demon-slaying Sword" written in gold lacquer.

To be able to use such a heavy weapon, Yang Jing estimated that while Si Taizhen’s Power of the Flesh was likely a bit less than his own, it wasn’t by much.

After all, simply being able to lift a weapon was an entirely different concept from wielding it in prolonged Magical Combat.

Holding the Treasure Sword with both hands, he stood obediently among the other Snake Demons, joining those who held Big Spears and Longbows.

These weapons were all Magical Treasures, but Li Anzhi’s crafting style was rather archaic. Instead of seeking to imbue them with numerous functions like ordinary Magical Treasures, he pursued durability and sharpness, creating them specifically for Body Refining Cultivators to use in close-quarters combat.

Even the Great Bow only had a Water Repelling Restriction inscribed on its arrows; its killing power relied entirely on the wielder’s own Qi Power and the might of their Gang Qi.

Once the troops were assembled, Si Taizhen gave the order, commanding the Demon Soldiers and Generals under him to manipulate the seawater and fly toward the Marketplace.

The Marketplace for this execution was not the same one Yang Jing had encountered upon leaving the Demon Realm. Because a public notice had been posted long ago, a great number of spectators had come to watch. They were packed together in a dense crowd, with some even flying into the air for a better view.

There were not only Demons and Demon Cultivators present, but Yang Jing also spotted a squad of Moon Demons.

Lately, the Jade Poison Kingdom had been thrown into utter chaos. The Celestial Demons and Demon Cultivators had failed to find a single trace of the culprit they were hunting, but they had tormented the Demon People severely in their search.

As a result, most of the Demons in the crowd were clapping and cheering. The Demon Cultivators, however, merely watched with cold detachment. A few of the condemned’s own sect-mates even wore expressions of undisguised glee.

Si Taizhen looked up at the sky. The appointed hour had arrived. He commanded:

"Si Bing, take my sword and cut off the heads of all those Demon Cultivators."

He could see that although Yang Jing was a Demon, he carried little killing intent, which made him assume Yang Jing had gained his Cultivation through secluded training. ’If he’s never taken a life or experienced a true battle of life and death, how can he possibly grasp the true essence of a Spear Technique?’

’Executing a few condemned prisoners isn’t quite the same, but it can make up for that deficiency to some extent.’

The other Snake Demons all showed expressions of envy. Although the possessions of these Demon Cultivators had already been plundered and placed in the treasury, their corpses were also exceedingly rare treasures.

Whether it was their Essence Blood, Divine Soul, or flesh and bones, everything could be sold for a high price.

Previously, this income would naturally go to the Great Demon who performed the execution. Now that Si Bing had been ordered to execute all the Demon Cultivators, wouldn’t that mean a loss of income for them?

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