My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

The Jade Poison Kingdom’s Former General was a stout, brawny man with a wide mouth, small eyes, and a short, split mustache—a catfish in human Transformation. Though his bulky frame made him less than agile in Magical Combat, he possessed immense brute strength, placing him at the top of the Jade Poison Kingdom’s many Demon Kings. When it came to pure Qi Power, even the Crown Princes were no match for him.

"Has Little Crown Prince Si not arrived yet?"

His tone was laced with impatience, and his eyes roved over the maids, causing the women in the hall to turn deathly pale.

The Former General was notoriously infamous in the Jade Poison Kingdom. His favorite pastime was to torment women before swallowing them whole as a blood-meal.

In the past, even if he were a hundred times bolder, the Former General wouldn’t have dared to act this way in Si Taizhen’s hall. But times had changed. The generals on duty in the Sovereign’s palace were masters at reading the political winds, and they had vaguely sensed that Si Taizhen was on the verge of losing favor.

Si Taizhen had punished him severely on several occasions for wantonly devouring the Demon People, causing him to lose all face in front of his colleagues.

Normally, when Si Taizhen was deeply favored by the Sovereign, the Jade Poison Great Saint, the Former General wouldn’t have dared to harbor any resentment. But now that the tables had turned, he was the first to jump at the chance to cause trouble for Si Taizhen.

At the thought of his past humiliations, malice surged in the Former General’s heart, and a savage aura radiated outward.

The maids were so terrified by his ferocious aura that they trembled, on the verge of collapsing into puddles on the floor. How could they dare to answer? Even the Great Demon Generals in the hall were forced into a cold sweat by the Former General’s Demon King aura, able to do nothing but struggle to endure it.

Among Demons, the suppression of rank was even more pronounced than among Cultivators, not to mention the Former General’s fearsome reputation.

Even these battle-hardened Demon Generals couldn’t withstand it and could only pray silently for Little Crown Prince Si to arrive soon.

Suddenly, a primordial, domineering, and ferocious aura surged from behind the hall. It was like a flash flood, carrying with it the world-devouring presence of a Celestial Demon—so turbulent and terrifying that the very heavens seemed to change color.

In the face of this ferocious aura, the Former General’s presence was like a tributary meeting a great river that spanned a Continent; it was swallowed whole in an instant.

Cold sweat broke out on his back. ’Didn’t the rumors say Si Taizhen was too busy indulging in dalliances with men to have any heart for Cultivation? How does it look like his Cultivation has advanced so much?’

Seven years ago, although Si Taizhen had the upper hand, it would have taken thirty or forty moves before the Former General showed signs of faltering. But given this terrifying presence now, he would likely be utterly defeated within twenty moves.

The next moment, Si Taizhen stepped into the hall.

Her features were as exquisite as a painting. She wore a black robe that made her skin look like creamy jade. Her black hair wasn’t bound in a crown as usual but was left to cascade like a silken waterfall, reaching all the way to her waist.

Because of her successful Body Refinement, her hair was as heavy as lead and mercury. As she walked, the black strands hung perfectly still, straight down to her waist.

The Former General was a lecher by nature. Upon seeing such a world-stunning beauty, like a Divine Consort Fairy, he was completely captivated. His small, beady eyes stared, unwilling to look away for even a second.

’Since when did the Eleventh Prince have such a beauty in his palace? Once he loses his power, I can find a chance to snatch her for myself,’ he thought.

CLANG!

With a sharp ring, Si Taizhen drew the Demon-slaying Sword, its incomparably sharp tip aimed directly at the Former General.

"Are you that eager for me to cut off a few more of your fingers?" she said coldly.

The last time the Former General dispatched his soldiers to abduct Demon People, Si Taizhen had caught them with evidence and directly executed all the soldiers involved. Although the Former General had the Sovereign’s protection, Si Taizhen still cut off five of his fingers in public during their Magical Combat.

If not for the Former General being a Demon King with a vigorous life force, allowing him to reattach his severed fingers on the spot, he would have been permanently crippled.

This made him both hate and fear Si Taizhen.

The sword tip, almost touching his nose, instantly brought back the memory of his fingers falling to the ground that day.

The Former General’s pupils shrank. He stared at Si Taizhen in disbelief. In his memory, although Si Taizhen’s face was stunningly beautiful, one could tell at a glance that he was a man. How had he turned into a woman after not seeing him for some time?

"You... you’re Little Crown Prince Si?!"

he stammered fearfully.

Si Taizhen lowered her gaze.

"Didn’t Father send you to take me to the palace for an examination? Lead the way."

Even though he was scared witless by the Demon-slaying Sword, upon hearing Si Taizhen’s voice—as pleasant as a clear mountain spring—the Former General’s heart still skipped a beat.

However, the chilling killing intent radiating from Si Taizhen instantly snapped him back to his senses, and he could only walk ahead obediently to lead the way.

’Could it be that Little Crown Prince Si suddenly fell from favor because he turned into a woman? What in the world is going on? Can the Jade Poison Lineage really change between male and female like those Low Tier Demons?’

The Former General’s expression flickered as he speculated inwardly.

Once they were outside the main hall, the Former General’s soldiers were also secretly shocked when they saw Si Taizhen’s appearance.

Si Taizhen kept her gaze lowered. In the air around her, she sensed an incredibly familiar aura flash by and then vanish. If she hadn’t been carefully sensing her surroundings, she almost would have missed it.

It was clearly the aura of her father, the Jade Poison Great Saint. He must have been hiding nearby, only accidentally revealing his aura out of shock at her current appearance.

At this point, Si Taizhen was ninety percent convinced of the message Yang Jing had sent her via the Tiger Talisman. If her father truly wanted her to have an examination, why would he send the Former General, who held a grudge against her, and then hide nearby as if afraid she might secretly escape?

She had been skeptical of Yang Jing’s message, but she had never once considered escaping.

As a Crown Prince of the Jade Poison Kingdom, she knew her father’s Power all too well. Possessing the Celestial Snake Inheritance and supported by the resources of an entire kingdom, the Jade Poison Great Saint was ranked among the very top, even among those at the Nascent Soul Level. He was not comparable to those Nascent Souls who focused solely on cultivation and were unskilled in Magical Combat.

Although she was confident that her Power had few rivals among Golden Core cultivators, she had absolutely no confidence she could escape from the grasp of any Nascent Soul True Monarch.

Once a cultivator reached the Golden Core and Nascent Soul Realm, the gap between the two was as vast as the difference between heaven and earth.

Si Taizhen estimated that even if she went all out, she would be hard-pressed to last more than three or four moves against a Nascent Soul like Danxia True Monarch, who focused on Alchemy—let alone her father, whose combat prowess was unparalleled.

Even though she knew she was in a desperate situation, she had barely even considered escaping.

All her skills had been learned from her father, with a focus on battle arrays and Magical Combat; she had never cultivated any techniques for stealth or concealment. Moreover, her Essence Blood was kept in the Jade Poison Kingdom’s ancestral temple, which could be used to track her for thousands of miles. Even if she fled, she wouldn’t get a thousand li before being captured and dragged back.

After wracking her brain for any possible way out, Si Taizhen knew with bitterness that there was only one path for her: death. Therefore, she might as well die with some dignity, as a final repayment to her father, the Jade Poison Great Saint, for raising her.

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