"The Tribulation Cultivators have been dealt with. All of you may return now."
Yang Jing put away the Red Sun Jade and addressed the cultivators of San Yuanli.
The cultivators were stunned speechless, having witnessed Yang Jing effortlessly defeat two Sixth Layer Qi Cultivation cultivators in Magical Combat. Before this, they had rely respected him. So had even privately grumbled, believing Yang Jing had only returned their Magical Artifacts because his Power was too weak to protect so many treasures. They thought he was just taking the easy way out by playing the good guy.
After today’s events, their attitude instantly shifted to one of both respect and fear. It seed they were now ready to follow his lead.
Yang Jing noted their change in deanor without much surprise. ’Cultivators pursue personal power above all else; most are swayed by might, not virtue.’
After returning to his Cave Mansion, he rode a cloud of qi and soared into the air.
Judging by the behavior of those two rascals, it was clear soone had been pulling the strings. Yang Jing knew he wouldn’t be able to rest easy until he found the mastermind.
High in the sky, Yang Jing used his Bright Qi Talent to scan the area and quickly found his targets. Two cultivators, one tall and one short, were using Wind-controlling Talismans to travel, leaping through the air as they put distance between themselves and San Yuanli.
He activated his Cloud Escape, caught up to the pair, and used the technique to remain concealed nearby.
Yang Jing recognized one of them: the Huang Family cultivator who had co to Qiu Feihua’s aid that day.
"Father, are we really just giving up? That Red Sun Jade of Yu Yingwu’s is even more powerful than we imagined. Even that good-for-nothing could use it to instantly kill the Xiong Brothers! My greatest strength is Fire Elent Magic. If I could get that Red Sun Jade, I’d dominate the family tournant. And then, who else could claim the Foundation Establishnt Pill but ?"
The young man spoke, his tone full of resentnt.
"Fool! The Xiong Brothers were Tribulation Cultivators in their early days; their Power was not to be underestimated. I only managed to befriend them by helping them fence their loot. In a real fight, I might not have even been a match for the two of them. Going up against that Yang Jing in Magical Combat would have been suicide."
The middle-aged cultivator’s voice was also laced with resentnt and jealousy.
"I guess being one of Yu Yingwu’s Guests for all those years really paid off. That Red Sun Jade is truly incredible; it’s almost on par with a Tier Two Spiritual Artifact."
The two of them attributed Yang Jing’s stunning victory entirely to the Red Sun Jade, their hearts filled with envy and hatred.
Yang Jing hesitated for a mont but decided to let them go. ’If this father and son were to die here, the leaders of the Huang Family are no fools. They would certainly suspect .’
After establishing his might by killing the Xiong Brothers, the Power he had revealed was more than enough to kill this pair with ease. It wouldn’t be like the assassination of Qiu Feihua, where he was imdiately cleared of suspicion.
He watched the receding figures of the father and son, already considering them dead n. He would just wait for things to die down before coming to claim their heads.
Back in his Cave Mansion, Yang Jing found that the charred corpses of the Xiong Brothers had been disposed of. Even the traces of the Magical Combat had been wiped clean.
He knew this was the result of his soaring prestige after slaying a powerful enemy; soone had taken the initiative to clean up in an attempt to curry favor. He paid it no mind, seating himself cross-legged on the giant boulder to accumulate and refine Spiritual Qi, building up his Magical Power.
Yang Jing rembered that the black market outside San Yuanli opened at 7 p.m. and was liveliest around Midnight. He planned to go at 7 p.m. as it opened to scout the area first, familiarizing himself with the black market’s Arrays, terrain, and escape routes.
After advancing to the Fourth Layer of Qi Cultivation, the amount of Spiritual Qi he could refine in a single Circulation had increased significantly.
He consud a Yellow Bud Pill and cultivated until his ridians felt slightly strained. Then, Yang Jing stopped and began absorbing the world’s Celestial Yang Qi to cultivate his True Yang Body.
All the suitable land around Huangyuan Marketplace had been converted into Spirit Fields, which were filled with Spirit Plants and Spirit Rice. As a result, the Celestial Yang Qi was exceptionally abundant.
No one else could harness this Celestial Yang Qi, which was a great boon for Yang Jing and his two companions.
Seeing its master begin cultivating the True Yang Body, Yinjiao transford into a belt and wrapped itself around Yang Jing’s waist. It also started to cultivate the True Yang Body, but lacking the Bright Qi Talent, it couldn’t perceive Celestial Yang Qi on its own. It could only leech a little while Yang Jing and Iron Head cultivated.
As dusk fell, Yang Jing opened his eyes, a sharp glint flashing within them. He had converted all the vital energy he had recently accumulated into Celestial True Yang, making significant progress with his True Yang Body. It wouldn’t be long before he could open another Acupoint.
After placing Iron Head and Yinjiao into his Beast Taming Bag, Yang Jing activated his Cloud Escape and left San Yuanli, heading straight for the Huangyuan Mountain Range.
To prevent infiltration by the Demon Sects, the Six Great Sects cracked down hard on all black markets. And while the local bullies secretly operated them for profit, they didn’t dare do so openly near the official Marketplace.
The nearest black market was located within the Huangyuan Mountain Range, a region where the Chen Kingdom’s authority was at its weakest.
Following the directions from mory, Yang Jing flew cautiously along the mountain ridges. After about twenty-odd li, he found a valley.
The valley was filled with jagged rocks and overgrown with scraggly trees and weeds. It looked unremarkable, even desolate. But under the gaze of his Bright Qi Talent, Yang Jing could clearly see faint fluctuations of Spiritual Qi flowing along a specific trajectory.
An Illusion Array had been set up here.
He cautiously reactivated his Cloud Escape, suppressed his aura, and circled the area within a ten-li radius of the valley. After morizing the terrain, he discovered two Killing Arrays in other locations.
These must be defensive asures left by the black market’s organizers. ’After all, in this business, if you don’t have enough Power to back you up, you’ll be devoured, skin, bones, and all.’
Although these Arrays were set up with great stealth, they ultimately had to be anchored to a Spirit Vein to function, making them impossible to hide from Yang Jing’s perception.
Having familiarized himself with the layout, Yang Jing concealed himself outside the black market and waited for an opportunity. Naturally, a place like this didn’t just let anyone in. If a spy from the Six Great Sects were to infiltrate, everyone inside would be captured in one fell swoop.
After 7 p.m., the sky grew completely dark. Cultivators began to appear sporadically, vanishing after they entered the valley.
Yang Jing waited a little longer, ntally filtering out all the cultivators who were traveling in groups or had low Cultivation, before finally selecting his target.
The target was a Tribulation Cultivator reeking of dense Evil Qi, his face obscured by a veiled hat. His Cultivation had reached Qi Cultivation Perfection, and he had a tall, imposing build. Daring to travel alone to a place like this showed he was a man of great skill and courage.
Riding his Cloud Escape, Yang Jing silently fell in behind him.
’This Tribulation Cultivator ca to a place like this alone, so he must be used to it. He has the look of a loner, which ans there’s little chance of him running into friends or acquaintances inside. Plus, with his high Cultivation, few would dare to cheat him when he’s selling a Magical Artifact or trying to buy an Insect Training Skill. That will save a lot of trouble.’
As the Tribulation Cultivator passed beneath an ancient tree with dense foliage, the hairs on his body suddenly stood on end. A bone-chilling premonition abruptly surfaced in his heart.
But his realization ca too late.
"The Dipper points southwest to signal Autumn’s start; yin energy rises from the earth to kill all living things."
The Twenty-Four Solar Terms Sword Intent was infinitely versatile. Yang Jing unleashed his Autumn Sword Intent. With but a single thrust of chilling Sword Qi, the towering Tribulation Cultivator froze in place. His head, like an overripe gourd in autumn, tumbled to the ground.
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