My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

The Profound Celestial Furnace stood in the Quiet Chamber. Its towering body was a full three zhang tall, resembling a pagoda more than a Pill Furnace.

Because Yang Jing and his disciples had used this furnace for Artifact Refining and Alchemy for years, creating rare Spirit Pills and Magical Treasures, the Profound Celestial Furnace had absorbed the Spiritual Mechanism from each successful creation. Its own Spiritual Essence had risen with the tide. Compared to when it was first reforged, its treasured light now radiated outward, possessing an even greater sense of majesty and vibrancy.

Iron Head, now clad in the Taiyin Demon-Suppressing Armor, had already entered the furnace’s core.

The greatest risk of the True Body Barrier was a cultivator’s insufficient accumulation. If their stored True Gang was not enough to forge the True Body, they would be trapped during the tribulation—unable to advance or retreat—and their physical body would simply collapse.

But with Iron Head’s innate foundation, such a situation was naturally out of the question.

A golden light flared within the Profound Celestial Furnace as the blazing Yang Fire began to rage inside.

Yang Jing sat cross-legged before the furnace, acting as a guardian for his disciple to prevent any external disturbances. This True Body Barrier was like Core Formation for a Qi Cultivator; it couldn’t be disturbed in the slightest. The slightest lapse in concentration could cause the Yang Fire to spiral out of control and incinerate the physical body.

Time flew by in a flash. 「Thirty days later.」

The Celestial Yang Fire in the Profound Celestial Furnace still burned fiercely; the True Body Barrier showed no signs of stopping.

Yang Jing and the other disciples waiting outside the furnace were all calm. When Yang Jing had previously passed his own Golden Body Barrier, it had also been a protracted, long-lasting affair.

Only Si Taizhen was rather curious. The Nine Revolutions Celestial Snake Scripture she cultivated required her to lie dormant within an underground Spirit Vein during Core Formation, quietly awaiting the moment to shed her skin. The shedding process felt like being sliced by a thousand knives, but it was still much more bearable than being incinerated by fiery flames.

It was not until the forty-ninth day that the heat inside the Profound Celestial Furnace finally began to dissipate. The lid opened, and Iron Head flipped out with a somersault.

Having just passed the Golden Body Barrier, Iron Head couldn’t yet control his aura perfectly. A surging wave of Celestial Gang Qi shot to the heavens. His body was like a blazing furnace, radiating a scorching heat.

The Taiyin Demon-Suppressing Armor he wore had been scorched by the Celestial Yang Fire for forty-nine days. Not only was it not the least bit charred, but its light was brilliant, reflecting the light of the sky.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother! Congratulations, Senior Brother."

A few of his junior brothers and sisters crowded around Iron Head. Yellow Foot, especially—pink and plump like a ball of dough—secretly stroked the Taiyin Demon-Suppressing Armor on his senior brother, his eyes filled with envy.

Yang Jing looked at Iron Head and nodded in satisfaction.

"Unleash your True Body. Let your master have a look."

’It’s not every day you reach the Golden Core Realm,’ Iron Head thought. ’What’s the point if I don’t show off for my juniors?’

He channeled his True Gang, and his child-like body swelled with the wind until it stopped at about eighteen feet tall. The Taiyin Demon-Suppressing Armor on his body grew with him.

He took out the Seven-Star Thunderbolt Spear his master had refined for him previously and gave it a few swings. The sharp Gang Qi stirred up a tempest in the Quiet Chamber, with dragon-like bolts of lightning surging restlessly.

Si Taizhen was inwardly shocked. Her own Talent was exceptional; after her Core Formation, she was nearly unrivaled among those of the same Realm. Yet Iron Head’s Power, right after his breakthrough, was seemingly on par with her own when she first formed her Core.

She had long known that every disciple Yang Jing took in was extraordinary, but she had never imagined they would be *this* extraordinary.

Afraid of hurting his junior brothers and sisters, Iron Head only demonstrated briefly before withdrawing his spear’s momentum.

"Since you’ve passed the Golden Body Barrier, go out for a while. There’s no need to hide your aura. Send a letter back to Dawn Island, report that you have achieved Core Formation, and say you plan to travel for a few years before returning."

Yang Jing said to Iron Head.

Although the Thousand Islands Alliance’s merchant caravan had already departed, they had left a Golden Core Cultivator behind, secretly staying in the Marketplace. ’Presumably to monitor whether Iron Head was truly preparing for Core Formation.’

After a Body Refining Cultivator passes the Golden Body Barrier, they immediately possess the combat prowess of a Golden Core. They aren’t like Qi Cultivators, who need to enter seclusion to nurture their Golden Core. It was a good time for him to go out and stop that person from growing anxious.

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Yang Jing removed the Jade Arms wrapped around his neck.

Even though Si Taizhen was still Refining the Innate Pure Yang Qi Yang Jing had passed to her, she reluctantly wrapped her arms around his neck again, breathing in his scent.

"Are you leaving today?"

"Of course. There isn’t much time left before the Nine Marvels Contest."

Yang Jing said.

Countless exceptionally talented cultivators had a smooth journey before the Nascent Soul Realm, only to be trapped at the Early or Middle Stage for the rest of their lives. Yang Jing naturally had no desire for such a fate. He was determined to obtain the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi.

"Let me pretend to be your Guardian Beast and accompany you to the Nine Marvels Contest. It will increase your chances of winning!"

Si Taizhen lifted her eyes and looked at Yang Jing, her voice soft and haunting.

"There’s no need for that."

Yang Jing said with a sigh.

The Nine Marvels Contest naturally placed restrictions on a cultivator’s methods. Otherwise, if those Noble Families contracted a Nascent Soul Realm Demon Saint for their scions, wouldn’t they be able to sweep through uncontested?

The Guardian Beasts one could bring could not exceed the Nascent Soul Realm, and a Guardian Beast Restriction had to be placed on them. Even Magical Treasures above Tier Four were forbidden. This was to prevent the scions of Noble Families from overwhelming others with their resources.

With his array of Divine Techniques, Yang Jing was confident he had few rivals in the Golden Core Realm and naturally disdained using such tricks. Besides, a Guardian Beast Restriction wasn’t something to be placed lightly. Once it was set, Si Taizhen’s life and death would be at the mercy of his thoughts, and removing it could easily damage her Divine Soul.

"Just watch over your senior brothers and sisters here. Wait for my return."

With that, he rose to his feet.

The Marketplace Yang Jing had chosen was far from the Nine Marvels Sect, but at his full flight speed, the journey would only take six or seven days. To remain hidden, he naturally didn’t fly at full speed, instead choosing to travel by alternating between Earth Escape and Water Escape.

With his current skill in Earth Escape and Water Escape, he had escaped from the clutches of Nascent Soul Demon Kings and True Monarchs several times, even running circles around them. As he made his way toward the Nine Marvels Sect, he easily bypassed any Nascent Soul True Monarchs attempting to intercept cultivators heading for the contest.

When he was three hundred li from the Nine Marvels Sect, Yang Jing suddenly sensed a powerful Array Formation covering the entire area. Although he could pass through it with Earth Escape, it would consume a great deal of Magical Power and risk alerting the array.

After a moment of thought, he tunneled out from underground.

Lifting his gaze, he saw a mountain range stretching out like a long, sleeping dragon. Peaks stood tall, dotted everywhere with crimson cliffs, strange rock formations, sheer walls, and peculiar summits.

Spiritual Qi steamed upward, forming canopies and domes. Spiritual birds and mystical cranes soared through the air. The earth’s veins pulsed, nurturing Spirit Wood and giving birth to orchids. Longevity deer and spirit foxes roamed freely.

’The Nine Marvels Sect truly deserves its reputation as the leading Major Sect of the Central Continent,’ Yang Jing mused. ’This scenery alone far surpasses that of the Five Elements True Spirit Sect.’

Since he had already arrived at the gates of the Nine Marvels Sect, Yang Jing flicked his sleeves and no longer concealed his presence, flying openly toward the main gate.

This was already the territory of the Nine Marvels Sect. Although Yang Jing had revealed himself, he only attracted several Divine Thoughts filled with shock and confusion. No one dared to make a move against him.

The gate of the Nine Marvels Sect was naturally guarded by cultivators.

The gate of the Nine Marvels Sect was made of liuli glass, deep green like a piece of precious jade, with a faint Spiritual Light. On either side stood a full eighteen soldiers in heavy armor, holding sharp weapons. Each was about a zhang tall, their armor shining brightly.

Yang Jing discreetly used his Grotto Secret Technique to peer through their facade and saw their true nature: they were all Golden Core Demon Kings with vigorous Blood Qi.

There were also several Daoists in green and blue robes whose auras were pure and upright—they were authentic disciples of the Nine Marvels Sect. Upon seeing Yang Jing, they immediately came forward to greet him.

"May I ask what business brings you, Fellow Daoist, to our Nine Marvels Sect?"

"I am Yang Jing of the Western Continent’s Five Elements True Spirit Sect. I have come to your esteemed sect to compete for the Nine Marvelous Creation Qi."

Yang Jing took out the Golden Order his Sect Leader had given him and showed it to the Nine Marvels Sect cultivators. This Golden Order was a token from the Nine Marvels Creation Sect that his Sect Leader had given him. Only by holding this order could one be qualified to participate in the Nine Marvels Contest.

The Nine Marvels Sect cultivators were surprised. They hadn’t expected a cultivator from the Western Continent to arrive so early this time, nor for him to be so young in appearance.

According to past records, cultivators from the Western Continent’s Five Elements True Spirit Sect usually arrived in a sorry state, just before the Nine Marvels Contest was about to begin.

There had even been several times when the Five Elements True Spirit Sect cultivators had been absent from the Nine Marvels Contest altogether.

A Golden Core Cultivator in a blue robe waved his horsetail whisk.

"Qing Ye, you will escort this junior brother from the Five Elements True Spirit Sect to the Celestial Star Institute to rest."

A Foundation Establishment Cultivator in a green robe came forward, blew a Jade Whistle, and summoned two white cranes, each a zhang tall. The cranes carried the two of them and flew deeper into the Nine Marvels Sect.

"Martial Uncle, disciples of the inner and outer sect of Nine Marvels are not allowed to fly through the air. If you wish to travel, Martial Uncle, please summon these white cranes to carry you. Many areas within the sect are not open to disciples from other sects. If you wish to go somewhere, please contact us to guide you, lest you accidentally wander into a forbidden area."

The Foundation Establishment Cultivator explained to Yang Jing.

"The Celestial Star Institute is the courtyard our Nine Marvels Sect uses to host cultivators from other sects. Many cultivators who have come for the Nine Marvels Contest are already staying there."

Yang Jing nodded.

He noticed that the white cranes the Nine Marvels Sect used for transport were all at the Foundation Establishment Realm. They possessed Clear Spiritual Magical Power and were Spirit Beasts, not Demons. The cranes’ flight speed was not slow, and they even used Spiritual Qi to block the turbulent winds at high altitudes, making the ride both fast and stable.

At the Flying Cranes’ speed, they reached the Celestial Star Institute in less than an hour.

Although the Celestial Star Institute was called an institute, it occupied an entire mountain. Rows of Cave Mansions were built along a Tier Four Upper Grade Spirit Vein, their high-eaved cornices hugging the contours of the terrain.

At this time, most of the residents of the Celestial Star Institute were, naturally, the Golden Core Cultivators who had come to participate in the Nine Marvels Contest.

Before his Flying Crane had even landed, Yang Jing sensed several faint strands of Divine Sense land upon him. He wasn’t annoyed. Instead, he gifted a bottle of Elixirs to the Flying Crane that carried him.

The Flying Crane received the bottle of Elixirs, uncorked it, and took a sniff. It instantly knew they were rare Spirit Pills that would be of great benefit to a Spirit Demon like itself that cultivated Magical Power. It hastily expressed its gratitude.

"Thank you, my Lord! If you wish to travel, my Lord, you can call for me."

Seeing its companion receive a reward, the other Flying Crane was naturally envious.

"My Lord, I can fly much faster than him!"

"You two beasts, get lost."

Seeing the two Flying Cranes disgrace the Nine Marvels Sect, the green-robed greeter shouted irritably. But to his surprise, Yang Jing also gave him a bottle of Elixirs, and he was instantly delighted.

"Martial Uncle, you’ve arrived early. The best Cave Mansion in the Celestial Star Institute hasn’t been assigned yet. I’ll take you there right now."

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