My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 194 - 99: Dark Sun Saber

The Demon-Catching Tripod spat out Yan Gao.

At this moment, all of Yan Gao’s Demonic Qi had been neutralized. Aside from his physical constitution, he was practically no different from a mortal.

Celestial Demons are selfish by nature, so it certainly hadn’t shielded him from the agony of having his Demonic Qi extracted.

Yan Gao’s face was now contorted, his features twisted as drool trickled from the corner of his lips. The intense pain had clearly driven him into a stupor.

Even Yang Jing hadn’t expected that refining Demonic Qi with the Demon-Catching Tripod would be so agonizing. No wonder that Dragon Power True Demon had screamed like a stuck pig.

As a Demon Cultivator, Yan Gao’s tolerance for pain was far greater than an ordinary Cultivator’s.

Looking at Yan Gao, who could only babble and drool, Yang Jing condensed a Water Element Magical Sword. With a single swing, he lopped off his head.

He held the head in his hand, placed it in an Ice Silk Bag, and stored it in a Storage Bag designated for severed heads. Then, he beckoned Yan Gao’s long saber over. This long saber had allowed Yan Gao, despite his insufficient cultivation, to unleash the Sun God Slaying Saber Qi. It was clearly a rare Spiritual Artifact.

Yang Jing had access to Ji Feng’s Five Elements Refining Technique. Thanks to his own Five Elements Great Escape, his comprehension of the artifact refining technique now surpassed even hers.

He could tell at a glance that the long saber was made of Sun Copper Essence. This material wasn’t naturally occurring; it was created by forging Red Essence Fire Copper with a Secret Technique in an Artifact Refining Furnace using Sun True Fire.

The materials used for that Golden Crow Pure Yang Mirror were even better—it was made of Sun Gold Essence, which was refined from Sunlight Profound Gold.

Both Red Essence Fire Copper and Sunlight Profound Gold were exceptionally precious Spiritual Materials, and Artifact Refiners capable of wielding Sun True Fire were even rarer. Any Spiritual Artifact made primarily from Sun Copper Essence or Sun Gold Essence was guaranteed to be of the Uppermost Grade within its tier.

This long saber, much like his Demon-Catching Tripod, was considered a priceless treasure among the Four Demon Sects. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"Dark Sun Saber."

Yang Jing glanced at the inscription on the blade.

Having just slain its former master, Yang Jing found the Dark Sun Saber resisting him fiercely. The blade trembled violently, trying to wrest itself from his grasp.

Yang Jing had no patience for its defiance. He unleashed a bolt of Kui Water True Thunder that struck the Dark Sun Saber, causing roiling True Thunder to crackle unceasingly across its blade.

The greatest advantage of the Five Elements Technique was having a counter for almost any enemy. The Dark Sun Saber was a Demonic Spiritual Artifact of the Fire Element, making it utterly suppressed by Yang Jing’s Water Yin Thunder.

A Magical Artifact at the tier of a Spiritual Artifact was far from being able to operate independently from a Cultivator.

Without the protection of its master’s Magical Power, the Dark Sun Saber’s Spiritual Essence rapidly dwindled, and even the Restrictions within it began to break down.

The Demon-Catching Tripod, watching from the side, trembled in fear.

After the time it takes an incense stick to burn, the Dark Sun Saber finally broke and began to grovel.

However, this saber was specially designed for the Sun Godslaying Manual. In the hands of anyone who didn’t practice that technique, the blade could only exert sixty to seventy percent of its full power. Since Yang Jing was unfamiliar with Saber Techniques anyway, he decided to simply destroy the Dark Sun Saber. He would see if he could use the Sun Copper Essence as the primary material to refine a Flying Sword.

Only after completely destroying the Spiritual Essence within the Dark Sun Saber did Yang Jing place it in his Storage Bag.

Otherwise, if the blade were to suddenly act up inside and destroy the other treasures in his Storage Bag, his losses would be substantial.

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In the wilderness, an old man wearing a face-concealing Conical Hat led a young boy. They traveled cautiously, aided by a Wind-controlling Talisman. Whenever a streak of Tunneling Light appeared in the sky, they would alertly dive into the roadside bushes to conceal themselves.

"Grandmaster Tan, will the Governor’s Mansion really avenge my parents?"

Yu Jingming, whom the Wei Family had been searching for for days, was wrapped in a cloak, his face still etched with grief.

"Of course. To cover up their crimes, the Wei Family went so far as to kill a Yu Hou of the Demon Suppression Army. The Northern Army Governor’s Mansion won’t simply ignore a case of this magnitude."

Tan Mingyang said with a resolute expression.

Though he was merely an Independent Cultivator, he had been a dear friend to Yu Jingming’s parents, who had entrusted the boy to his care.

When Tan Mingyang learned that the Demon Suppression Army had been ambushed and killed, he sensed the situation had soured and immediately took Yu Jingming into hiding. As an Independent Cultivator, he understood the wisdom of having multiple hideouts. He had several such places outside Longwu Marketplace, which was why the Wei Family had searched for days without finding any trace of them.

He had considered going to other Marketplaces to report the crime, but Demon Cultivators were running rampant throughout the Liao Kingdom. Traveling long distances was too dangerous, making it all too easy to run into them.

Fortunately, as if by a stroke of luck, the Wei Family had somehow managed to provoke a Demon Cultivator and were now blockaded in their own clan territory, unable to leave.

At first, Tan Mingyang suspected it was a ploy by the Wei Family to lure him out of hiding.

But the rumors sounded far too real. Some Independent Cultivators had even gone to the outskirts of the clan lands to gawk at the scene. The heads hanging from the main gate could not possibly be fake.

Although the Wei Family only had one Foundation Establishment member, their Foundation Establishment Ancestor was at the Late Stage of Foundation Establishment and was the number one expert in the vicinity of Longwu Marketplace. Relying on their ancestor’s reputation, the Wei Family disciples had frequently bullied and exploited others.

Therefore, the local Independent Cultivators were all too familiar with the arrogant disciples of the Wei Family.

The heads hanging on the gate were, without a doubt, those of the Wei Family’s direct lineage.

Only after confirming multiple times that the Wei Family had truly offended a Great Demon Cultivator did Tan Mingyang cautiously lead Yu Jingming out. He planned to go to the Marketplace to expose both the Wei Family and the main branch of the Yu Family.

Aided by the Wind-controlling Talisman, the two made good time. Before long, they reached the resting pavilion three li outside Longwu Marketplace.

In the past, this pavilion was always crowded with Independent Cultivators. Some, unwilling to pay the rental fees for a market stall, would simply peddle their assorted wares here.

But ever since a Demon Cultivator had killed seven Independent Cultivators here, the resting pavilion had become completely deserted, with hardly a soul in sight.

Bloodstains still lingered on the pavilion.

Tan Mingyang felt a chill run down his spine and decided to leave quickly with Yu Jingming.

But just then, over a dozen streaks of Tunneling Light suddenly cut across the sky, flying straight toward them.

"This is bad!"

Tan Mingyang hurriedly pulled Yu Jingming into the canopy of a large nearby tree, activated a Stealth Talisman, and suppressed their auras.

The Tunneling Lights came to a halt above their heads.

When Tan Mingyang and Yu Jingming saw the leader of the group, the color drained from their faces. Yu Jingming, being just a child, nearly fell from the tree in shock.

The man in the lead was none other than the ancestor of his own Shuijing Yu Family, Yu Gongshi.

Yu Gongshi was relatively young for an ancestor, only just over one hundred and fifty years old. He had the appearance of a middle-aged man, wore a Golden Robe, and carried an air of authority.

"Yu Jingming, come out. I have your Soul Token. How could a mere Stealth Talisman possibly hide you?"

After a moment of silence from below, an impatient Yu Gongshi waved his hand. A flash of white light shot out, forcing the two of them from the tree’s canopy.

Yu Jingming’s eyes were bloodshot as he glared at Yu Gongshi.

"Ancestor, were you the one who betrayed my parents?"