My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 188 - 93: Celestial Demon’s True Blood

On the Flying Boat, Yang Jing requested a Quiet Chamber. He used his Magical Power to activate the Demon-Catching Tripod and begin Refining the Nine Nether Black Slaughter within it. In the Nine Heavens World, this Black Slaughter was like water without a source; if not Refined quickly, it would simply dissipate.

Driven by his Magical Power, the Restrictions on the Demon-Catching Tripod began to glow, drawing the misty, gas-like Nine Nether Black Slaughter into itself.

As the Nine Nether Black Slaughter was Refined, the tripod’s body grew deeper and more profound.

The primary material of this Demon-Catching Tripod was Nine Deaths Evil Iron. To create this type of Spiritual Material, one had to lay down a Demon Array within a Spiritual Ore vein and bury the corpse of a Three Corpses Bone Demon to be nurtured. The White Bones of the Three Corpses Bone Demon would absorb the Metal Qi from the ore vein, transforming into Nine Deaths Evil Iron.

This evil iron naturally possessed a suppressive power over Celestial Demons. It could also absorb various types of Demonic Qi to strengthen itself and could even devour Celestial Demons whole. It was one of the best materials used by the Four Demon Sects for Refining Demon Artifacts.

The Nine Deaths Evil Iron used for the Demon-Catching Tripod had only been buried in the ore vein for eight hundred years, which was a short time for this particular material.

During this period, the Demon-Catching Tripod had already secretly devoured a number of Celestial Demons. Now, after Refining the Nine Nether Black Slaughter, its Spiritual Essence had increased dramatically. The tripod’s body was nearly pitch-black, like ink, and it emanated an ominous Death Qi.

Before long, Yang Jing’s four disciples found him and boarded the Flying Boat. When they saw that Yang Jing was completely unharmed, they all breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Yang Jing was focusing most of his energy on the Demon-Catching Tripod, so he merely nodded at them.

After a long while, the Demon-Catching Tripod finally finished Refining the Nine Nether Black Slaughter, leaving only a single, sand-grain-sized droplet of black blood inside its body.

This was the True Blood left behind in the Demon Realm years ago after that Divinity Transformation Level Black Heaven True Demon was injured. It was a treasure coveted by countless Demon Cultivators.

Through his senses, Yang Jing could feel the Demon-Catching Tripod emanating emotions of both longing and fear. This drop of True Blood was not something it could Refine in its current state. Yang Jing took out a Jade Bottle—one specially designed for preserving precious Spirit Liquids—and stored the drop of True Blood inside it.

The Demon-Catching Tripod had gained a great deal over the past few days. Previously, its consciousness had been muddled and chaotic, capable only of expressing simple feelings of like and dislike.

"I will hold onto this drop of True Blood for you for three years. If you can reach the point where you can Refine it within that time, it will be yours."

Upon hearing Yang Jing’s words, the Demon-Catching Tripod immediately flared with a brilliant Spiritual Light.

The Demon-Catching Tripod had performed a great service this time, having been the first to discover the Black Heaven True Demon and trap it.

That was why Yang Jing decided to give it something to strive for.

Yang Jing also considered whether he should follow the example of the Wu Family, who had cultivated the Three Capitals Blood Demon Mosquito Mother, and raise an entirely new type of Demon. But after much hesitation, he set the idea aside.

The Wu Family had spent over a thousand years to achieve a stable production of the Three Capitals Blood Demon Mosquito Mother, a process that consumed countless resources and the efforts of more than a dozen generations.

Although Yang Jing only needed to cultivate a single suitable specimen, he had far fewer resources and personnel than the Wu Family. He could pour everything he had into it and still not be guaranteed any results.

"Master."

Iron Head was dejected. He hadn’t expected to be so powerless before the Black Heaven True Demon.

"You’ve lost only once, and you’re already discouraged?"

Yang Jing said,

"You’ve only opened thirty-nine Acupoints so far. In the realm of Law Control, you’ve only grasped the single Magic of Yang Fire. And with that, you think you can defeat a Celestial Demon on the level of a Black Heaven True Demon? If it were that easy, our Six Sects would have annihilated the Four Demon Sects long ago."

Against an ordinary Black Heaven True Demon, Iron Head might have been able to hold his own for a while. But this particular one possessed the True Blood of a Divinity Transformation Celestial Demon. Yang Jing could see that its Nine Nether Black Slaughter Talent had reached the Epic Tier.

Iron Head’s Talent was inferior, his Cultivation was inferior; a crushing defeat was only natural.

Ashamed and remorseful, Iron Head said,

"Thank you for your guidance, Master. I will learn from this shame and grow stronger."

Yang Jing put away the Demon-Catching Tripod and left the Quiet Chamber. He had been near the Demon Realm focusing on Qi Cultivation and Foundation Establishment and had been out of touch with the outside world for nearly a month. He therefore sought out Wang Wenjia specifically to ask about the situation in the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms.

"Senior Brother Wang, I’ve been here comprehending Thunder Techniques recently and have been a bit cut off from the outside world. Might I ask you about the current situation in the Northern Domain?"

Wang Wenjia hesitated for a moment, but when he recalled Yang Jing’s miraculous Thunder Technique, he decided to tell him the truth.

"Those bastards from the Demon Sect are cunning. When they couldn’t find any trace of you, Junior Brother Yang, they started wreaking havoc throughout the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms, slaughtering Independent Cultivators and clan Cultivators. They’re claiming all these deaths and injuries are your fault for acting like a coward and hiding. There are even rumors that you’ve already fled back to the Five Elements True Spirit Sect and that it’s just being kept under wraps."

"The Governor’s Mansion sent out the Demon Suppression Army to deal with these True Disciples from the Demon Sects, but there have been many casualties recently, so complaints are running high."

Ordinarily, Wang Wenjia would never have been so forthcoming. After all, upon hearing the rumors, even he had believed that Yang Jing had already secretly fled back to the Five Elements True Spirit Sect.

Men of great worth do not court needless danger.

Why would a Nascent Soul or Golden Core Seed from a major Sect stay in the Northern Domain to clash head-on with the Four Demon Sects?

"I see."

Yang Jing’s eyes narrowed, a cold glint flashing within them.

He had been worried that the Demon Cultivators would leave the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms after failing to find anything. He hadn’t expected their obsession with the Taiyin Illusion Demon Banner to be even deeper than he’d anticipated.

"Senior Brother Wang, would you be able to lend me the last month’s worth of dispatches?"

"Of course."

Wang Wenjia went and fetched the past dispatches for him.

The Northern Army Governor’s Mansion issued these dispatches once every seven days. They recorded major events and important military intelligence from the Governor’s Mansion to prevent the various Demon Suppression Army units from being in the dark about the situation in the Northern Domain.

Yang Jing carefully studied the dispatches from that period. He confirmed that Meng Sima had recently been active north of the Northern Domain and had even fought two major battles against Golden Core Demon Cultivators from the Four Demon Sects. Only then did he feel a sense of relief.

His greatest worry had been that Meng Sima wouldn’t be able to withstand the pressure and would fail to keep his promise to block the Golden Core Cultivators of the Four Demon Sects from entering the Northern Domain.

It seemed Meng Sima was a man of his word after all.

Yang Jing put the dispatches away. The numbers recorded within were shocking. Across the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms, under the onslaught of the Demon Cultivators, over seven hundred Independent Cultivators and clan Cultivators had been killed or seriously injured. Some Foundation Establishment Clans had even been completely annihilated through carelessness.

The number of mortal casualties was simply incalculable.

Countless Demon Cultivators across the Seven Kingdoms had seized this opportunity to emerge and wreak havoc.

Although the Demon Suppression Army had killed or captured over three hundred Demon Cultivators, it was like playing a game of Whac-A-Mole. Under the deliberate indulgence of Gou Li from the Illusion Demon Sect, the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms were already rotten to the core, and the number of Demon Cultivators far exceeded the Governor’s Mansion’s estimates.

Some of the True Disciples from the Four Demon Sects even set up ambushes for the Demon Suppression Army units sent to suppress the other Demon Cultivators, and there were significant losses even among officers of the Yu Hou rank.

Yang Jing took a deep breath.

The dispatches included a list of True Disciples from the Four Demon Sects who had entered the Northern Domain. His gaze fell upon the first name on that list.

"Profound Sun Demon Sect—Yan Gao."