My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 173 - 78: Harvest

For a supreme Demon Skill like the Nine Illusions Mirage Demon Scripture, once a Cultivator reaches Foundation Establishment, one of their three aspects—Essence, Qi, and Spiritual—will begin to transform into that of a Celestial Demon.

Wu Siming’s Divine Soul had already transformed into a Demon Soul, which could leave its physical body and possess another, just like a Celestial Demon. To maintain his "Wu Siming" identity, he had stored his own body in a Beast Taming Bag while his soul possessed another.

However, his Divine Soul had not yet fully transformed into that of a Celestial Demon.

Yang Jing’s Celestial Demon Blood Transformation Divine Light was driven purely by his Talent. Since he hadn’t cultivated the corresponding Demon Skill, he couldn’t unleash a flash of bloody light that would completely convert an enemy’s Divine Soul, Essence Blood, and Magical Power into pure blood for him to absorb.

But killing a Demon Soul that had lost the protection of a physical body was an incredibly easy task.

"Celestial Demon Blood Transformation Divine Light!"

Wu Siming immediately recognized this Divine Prohibition, a technique famous among the Four Demon Sects. He only had time to cry out in alarm before the Divine Light struck him.

The next moment, the Demon Soul and its Demonic Qi rapidly condensed into a Blood Pearl, which Yang Jing caught.

"Farewell, Senior Brother Wu."

Yang Jing spoke, handing the Blood Pearl to Iron Head and telling him to put it away.

Iron Head exhaled a puff of white air, steam rising from his body as sweat poured off him like rain. The Elephant Power Demon Corpse was the strongest opponent he had ever faced. Had its Divine Soul not been refined into a Demon Shadow—creating a disconnect with its Demon Corpse body—its techniques would not have lost their true intent, and its reactions would not have been a fraction of a second slower.

He never would have been able to contend with it so easily.

"This is the flaw in the Nine Illusions Mirage Demon Scripture. If the Demon Shadows could perfectly replicate a Cultivator’s full Power, the Illusion Demon Sect would have become the strongest of the Four Demon Sects long ago,"

Yang Jing said.

"He was also unlucky to have run into me. The Illusion Techniques that the Nine Illusions Mirage Demon Scripture excels at are countered by my Dharma Eye, so he could only use half of his true Power."

During their Magical Combat, Wu Siming had indeed used Illusion Techniques, but they were completely unable to fool Yang Jing’s Dharma Eye and Bright Qi Talent.

Yang Jing walked forward, gathered the fragments of the Flying Sword piece by piece, and wrapped them in a length of Silk.

After comprehending the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Swordsmanship to the realm of Peak of Perfection, Yang Jing mastered two realms of the Sword Dao: Refining Sword into Gang and Sword Qi Thunder Sound. However, Sword Qi Thunder Sound had requirements not only for one’s Magical Power but also for the Sword Artifact itself.

The Five Elements True Slaughter he condensed using his Five Talisman Scripture Magical Power at the Qi Cultivation Perfection realm met the requirement, but his Tier One Flying Sword could not withstand the immense strain of Sword Qi Thunder Sound. Whenever he used the technique, the sword would shatter before flying even twenty zhang.

Because he only had one chance, and despite the fact that a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would find it nearly impossible to dodge Sword Qi Thunder Sound at a range of twenty zhang, Yang Jing remained patient. He waited until Wu Siming revealed an opening before delivering the decisive blow.

Although this Flying Sword had been taken from a Tribulation Cultivator, it had accompanied Yang Jing through many battles, helping him defeat powerful enemies on several occasions. He felt a pang of melancholy now that it had shattered.

Perhaps because he was a spy who had to be ready to flee at a moment’s notice, Wu Siming carried all his important valuables on his person.

Yang Jing opened his Storage Bag and found the haul to be quite substantial. There were 40,000 Spirit Stones alone, a stack of various Talismans from the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect, nine bottles of Elixirs, and over a dozen Jade Scrolls.

A Calamity Dragon Hook, and a damaged Treasure Mirror.

This Treasure Mirror had been Wu Siming’s Defensive Spiritual Artifact. It was pierced by the Sword Qi Thunder Sound, and the impact had severely damaged its Restrictions.

There was also a Beast Taming Bag, from which Yang Jing emptied out a body.

The body was that of a fiendishly handsome young man dressed in a Profound Gold Embroidered Robe. It was breathing faintly but was otherwise completely unresponsive, like someone in a vegetative state.

’This must be Wu Siming’s real body.’

The only thing Yang Jing found on the body was a Jade Token, symbolizing his status as a True Disciple of the Illusion Demon Sect.

In addition, the Seal Buttons and the Big Iron Rod from the other two Demon Shadows were also quite valuable.

This iron rod was not like the one used by the Demon Ape Iron Armor General, which was just some precious Spiritual Materials crudely shaped into a rod. This was a proper Spiritual Artifact. During their fight just now, it had battered Iron Head’s Long Spear, leaving it covered in dents and scratches.

However, the iron rod had been created using a Demon Sect’s Refining Technique, making it unsuitable for Iron Head. It could only be melted down to extract its Spiritual Materials.

"Master, what should we do next? Should we break the Array and get out?"

Iron Head asked.

"No, let’s just wait here. The Array Department isn’t entirely staffed by useless fools. By tomorrow, they’ll discover that the Array’s Token is missing,"

Yang Jing said.

The Array trapping them was not simple. It was connected to the entire Grand Array of the Governor’s Mansion, and breaking it would be exceedingly difficult.

If they tried to break it by force, they might trigger an automatic counterattack from the Grand Array.

It was better not to waste the effort. They would be able to get out by tomorrow anyway.

As he spoke, Yang Jing waved his sleeve, conjuring a gust of wind that blew away the dust and bloodstains on the ground. He then brought a lounge chair out from the residence, settled onto it leisurely, and took out the Jade Scrolls he had acquired from Wu Siming, beginning to browse through them one by one.

Chi Yu, meanwhile, yawned. She would usually be sound asleep by this time. The moment the battle ended, she started to feel drowsy.

She simply took off her shoes, snuggled into her Master Yang Jing’s embrace, and fell sound asleep.

Iron Head found a broom. He first hauled the heavy Elephant Power Demon Corpse to a corner of the courtyard, moved the other two bodies, and then meticulously swept the entire messy courtyard clean.

He even used his Magical Power to fill in the large craters created during his fight with the Demon Corpse.

Yinjiao, on the other hand, went directly to his Quiet Chamber to cultivate.

After Senior Brother Iron Head reached Foundation Establishment, he had been very discreet, barely showing his true Power. It wasn’t until today, after witnessing his Magical Combat with the Elephant Power Demon Corpse, that Yinjiao realized with a shock just how wide the gap in their Power had become.

Furthermore, when the three of them had dealt with the Demon Shadow from the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect, his Thunder Technique and Sword Mantra had only been able to provide a distraction. The decisive blow had been delivered by Junior Sister Chi Yu’s Blood Transformation Divine Light.

However, his Cultivation Technique, the Supreme Nine Transformations of the Dragon Scripture, placed extreme importance on one’s foundation. Even with a plentiful supply of Dragon Transformation Water, Yinjiao’s Cultivation was only at the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer.

Reaching the Qi Cultivation Seventh Layer in two years was already considered extremely fast for the Dragon Transformation Scripture.

But the gentle-looking yet inwardly resolute Yinjiao still felt discouraged. He resolved to cultivate even harder, determined not to be left too far behind by Senior Brother Iron Head.

Only Ji Feng was still surging with excitement. ’A True Disciple of the Illusion Demon Sect! And at Foundation Establishment Perfection, no less! And he died, just like that, at our hands.’

’Although Master deserves most of the credit,’ he thought, ’I did provide support from the side, nearly exhausting my Magical Power to unleash the Five Elements True Fire. It’s not an exaggeration to claim a little of the credit, is it?’

In the stories passed down through generations of Five-Colored Kun Chickens, these Demon Cultivators were all vicious, cunning, and used bizarre methods—the very stuff of his childhood nightmares.

He looked at Wu Siming’s corpse in the corner, his expectations for the future soaring. ’Following Master,’ he thought, ’maybe I can raise my goal from Golden Core all the way to Nascent Soul.’