My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

BOOM!

A crack of thunder echoed as a dazzling streak of light scarred the sky.

The descending Cold Qilin suddenly froze in midair, its overwhelming momentum coming to an abrupt halt.

The next moment, the entire Cold Qilin disintegrated, as if an invisible vertical line had sliced its body in two.

A sky full of shattered scales and ice rained down, turning into a blizzard of snow and hail.

But the true essence of the Cold Qilin within had already been severed, its power reduced to merely freezing mortals and crushing plants.

The White-haired Cultivator’s lips trembled. He stared at Yang Jing as if looking at a terrifying monster. To think someone in the Golden Core Realm could actually master the Instant Sword Technique—an ultimate art of the Sword Dao.

’Is this man the reincarnation of an Immortal?’

All his fighting spirit had vanished. His only thought was how to escape.

The Ruan Family had provoked such a figure; their great house was on the verge of collapse. The day his opponent reached Nascent Soul would be the day the Ruan Family was annihilated.

At this moment, the White-haired Cultivator’s heart was filled with hatred for the younger generation whose actions had brought about this disaster. It never occurred to him that with the Ruan Family’s prevailing attitude, it was only a matter of time before they bit off more than they could chew and invited calamity.

The next moment, with another crack of thunder, the Celestial Waterfall Sword—which had just shredded the Cold Qilin—instantly slashed down upon the White-haired Cultivator’s Purple Cloud Barrier. It sliced through the barrier as if it were bamboo, shattering several Earth Gold Bell Shields before withdrawing.

Gritting his teeth, the White-haired Cultivator summoned more than ten Spirit Talismans. The Nascent Soul in his Dantian shot out of his body and spat a mouthful of incredibly precious Original Magical Power onto them.

The next instant, the Spirit Talismans erupted in brilliant light.

Some transformed into horned dragons, Fire Phoenixes, qilins, and mystic serpents that lunged at Yang Jing, while others became Golden Bells, earthen platforms, and Spiritual Jades to protect their master.

Facing a life-or-death crisis, the White-haired Cultivator had unleashed his last resorts.

Yang Jing took out the Five Fire Gourd. With an injection of Magical Power, it spat out a dazzling Thunderfire Net that enveloped all the incoming Magic.

Immediately, a continuous series of explosions roared across the sky.

The chaotic Spiritual Mechanism became the perfect fuel for the Five Fire Divine Thunder. Though the Magic the White-haired Cultivator cast with his Nascent Soul’s Original Magical Power was strong, the Five Fire Thunder Net regenerated as fast as it was destroyed, managing to block the astonishing barrage of spells.

The White-haired Cultivator didn’t even wait to see the outcome of his Magic; he immediately tried to flee.

BOOM!

A beam of Sword Light shot down from above, once again tearing through the Purple Cloud Barrier and shattering the Spiritual Jade protecting his head.

The next instant, the Sword Light that had just been above him suddenly appeared to his left, breaking through several Earth Gold Bell Talismans and piercing the Mixed Element Qi Shield generated by a Mixed Element Earth Platform Talisman.

This was a common tactic used by Sword Cultivators against opponents with powerful Defensive Magical Treasures: a relentless barrage of sword strikes to wear down the Spiritual Light Protective Shield until the user’s Magical Power faltered and an opening appeared, at which point a single strike would deliver the killing blow.

But with the Instant Sword Technique, this tactic became utterly indefensible and all the more despairing.

The White-haired Cultivator was terrified. He never imagined that Yang Jing could maintain the Instant Sword Technique while under attack from his Treasure Talismans, dashing his hopes of escaping in the chaos.

BOOM!

The Celestial Waterfall Sword struck eleven times in a row, breaking through all of the White-haired Cultivator’s defenses. A final thrust pierced through him, slaying both the cultivator and the Nascent Soul within his Dantian.

Just before he was killed, the Purple Gold Crown on his head had already crumbled, its Purple Cloud Barrier having been repeatedly breached.

After its master’s death, the Grand Thousand Mirror, a supreme treasure he had brought from his clan, let out a mournful cry and began to transform into a streak of light to fly back to its clan’s lands.

WHOOSH!

Yang Jing’s figure, wreathed in arcs of electricity, appeared instantly in front of the Grand Thousand Mirror, and he snatched it out of the air.

The Grand Thousand Mirror was a Magical Treasure that generations of Ruan Family Nascent Souls had spent ten thousand years Refining, hoping to upgrade it to Tier Five. Although it was also a Tier Four Magical Treasure, its power was far beyond that of the White-haired Cultivator’s Purple Gold Crown.

Even after being caught by Yang Jing, it refused to submit, struggling ceaselessly in his hand. A Divine Light began to gather on its surface, threatening to erupt.

Yang Jing immediately formed a hand seal and used a Forbidden Technique from the Creation Scripture designed to suppress Magical Treasures.

Strands of Five-Colored Talismanic Script wove themselves into Lock Chains, binding the mirror’s body. The struggling Grand Thousand Mirror instantly fell silent, becoming like an inanimate object.

’My Golden Crow Pure Yang Mirror has limited potential and can no longer serve its purpose. Perfect. The Ruan Family has delivered a new Treasure Mirror to me.’

Yang Jing stored the Grand Thousand Mirror in his Inner World.

The materials of the Golden Crow Pure Yang Mirror were such that it could not be upgraded beyond Tier Three; its potential was exhausted. This Grand Thousand Mirror, however, had been crafted by the Ruan Family ten thousand years ago at the cost of their entire fortune. It would have no problem with insufficient potential even when upgraded to Tier Five.

The only reason it had yet to reach Tier Five was that the craftsmanship of the Artifact Refiner who had originally forged it was too crude.

The few remaining Ruan Family Golden Core Cultivators had already scattered and fled during the Magical Combat between their ancestor and Yang Jing.

But their Escape Techniques were no match for Yang Jing’s divine speed. He hunted them down and killed them one by one.

When Yang Jing returned to the battlefield, Yellow Foot had reverted to his infant form. His face a mess of tears and snot, he threw himself into his master’s arms.

"Waaaah, my senior brother and sister... they were all badly injured because of me."

Yang Jing comfortingly patted his chubby cheeks.

"Don’t be afraid. Master is back."

He glanced at the pale-faced Si Taizhen.

"I’ll heal you."

Slaying a Nascent Soul of the Ruan Family today was merely a bit of payback for his disciples. But the Ruan Family was a major clan with four Nascent Soul cultivators. To get true revenge, he would have to wait until he reached the Nascent Soul Realm himself.

Si Taizhen looked at Yang Jing and gave him a radiant smile.

Just over a year ago, she could still hope to keep up with him. Now, he was so far ahead she couldn’t even see his dust.

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「The Ruan Family’s ancestral lands」

The normally relaxed members of the Ruan Family were now on high alert, as if facing a great enemy.

In the main hall of the primary peak, the well-dressed man who had gone to investigate the Cave Mansion was receiving a guest: the Green-Eyed True Monarch, a Nascent Soul Elder from the nearby Red Sun Sect, one of the Major Sects.

The Red Sun Sect was presided over by a Divinity Transformation Cultivator. Even though the Green-Eyed True Monarch’s Cultivation was lower than his own, the well-dressed man remained utterly respectful.

"Elder, as long as you’re willing to step in and mediate, my Ruan Family will make sure it is worth your while."

As he spoke, the well-dressed man pushed a Jade Box across the table to the Green-Eyed True Monarch.

The Green-Eyed True Monarch lifted the lid, took a look, and nodded in satisfaction before closing it again.

The Red Sun Sect was the supreme power among the hundred-odd factions in the region.

Whenever conflicts arose among the various Noble Sects, if they didn’t wish to continue fighting, they would invite a Nascent Soul Elder from the Red Sun Sect to mediate.

The Red Sun Sect was happy to play this role. Firstly, it showcased their influence. Secondly, under the guise of mediation, they could limit the Power of other factions, preventing any potential threats to their own standing.

"Of course, of course."

The Green-Eyed True Monarch nodded, pleased.

"He’s just a Sword Cultivator. No matter how arrogant he is, he’ll have to give the Red Sun Sect some face. If he comes knocking, I’ll step in. The Ruan Family will offer some compensation, and we’ll consider the matter settled."

"By the way, there’s been a strict investigation into the Mingfei Joyful Method recently. I trust there are no villains in your Ruan Family practicing such a technique?"

The well-dressed man shook his head repeatedly.

"The Mingfei Joyful Method is a plague that can wipe out a clan. The Ruan Family would never shelter anyone who practices it."

Just as the two were about to chat some more, a junior from the Ruan Family scrambled into the hall, his face a mask of terror.

The well-dressed man’s heart sank. This junior was known for his composure; for him to react like this, something cataclysmic must have happened.

He hastily apologized to the Green-Eyed True Monarch, then led the junior to a side hall. After ensuring they were isolated, he asked:

"What happened? Out with it!"

"Elder... Elder! Elder Shengtong... is dead! Several of our uncles who went with him are also dead! No one survived! Even the clan’s supreme treasure, the Grand Thousand Mirror, didn’t return."

The junior said, his voice choked with sobs.

"We received Elder Shengtong’s distress Talisman and were rushing to notify the other Elders to provide support. But we’d only managed to inform two of them when Elder Shengtong’s Soul Token in the ancestral hall shattered!"

The well-dressed Cultivator froze. The words struck him like a clap of thunder. Such a devastating loss was completely beyond his expectations.

The loss of the supreme treasure, the Grand Thousand Mirror, was especially catastrophic. It would even leave a flaw in the Ruan Family’s Clan Suppression Array.

"How could this happen? How?! Shengtong’s combat prowess was exceptional! How could he not even last long enough for us to send reinforcements?"

Even though the well-dressed Cultivator had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he felt dizzy and faint.

"Was there any other message in the Talisman Shengtong sent back?!"

"Not much else... only... only the words ’Instant Sword Technique.’"

"What!"

After hearing the words "Instant Sword Technique," the well-dressed man completely lost his composure. The junior before him, with his low Cultivation and status, might not understand what those words represented, but how could he not?

’If this matter isn’t resolved smoothly, the Ruan Family might truly face annihilation!’

With trembling hands, the well-dressed man wiped his face, forcing himself to regain his composure so that no flaw could be seen in his expression. Only then did he walk out of the side hall.

"Elder, my apologies for the junior’s behavior. He has wasted your time. Shall we continue our discussion about the peace talks?"

But to his surprise, the Green-Eyed True Monarch pushed the Jade Box right back at him.

"Old man Shengqian, are you trying to get me killed?! Instant Sword Technique! That’s the Instant Sword Technique! Is a Sword Cultivator who has mastered it someone you can afford to provoke? I’m afraid the moment I mention reconciliation, he’ll cut me down with his sword. How many strikes can these old bones of mine take?"

The Green-Eyed True Monarch was terrified in hindsight. Thankfully, out of a moment’s curiosity, he had secretly flicked an Autumn Dusk Insect onto the junior’s back.

If he had blindly taken the fall for the Ruan Family and offended that Sword Cultivator, the man could have killed him with a single strike and walked away without a care. What could the Divinity Transformation Ancestor in his Sect do then? Would he really provoke a Dao Seed of the Sword Dao for the sake of a Nascent Soul Cultivator like him, whose potential was already capped?

He was lucky to be alive. Ruan Shengqian, who was normally meticulous and left no loose ends, had been too agitated to notice the Autumn Dusk Insect, allowing him to overhear the earth-shattering news.

Waves of fear washed over the Green-Eyed True Monarch.

To think another Nascent Soul Cultivator who had mastered the Instant Sword Technique had appeared in the Central Continent.

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