"Wang Tong! I know an old rascal like you wouldn’t die so easily. Tell the identity of the Alchemist who can refine Profound Essence Pills, and I’ll spare your life! I can even overlook all your past transgressions!"
Si Yuan wore his White Bone Mask, his voice sinister, like an Evil Ghost crawling out of Hell.
Profound Essence Pills and Bone Marrow Transformation Pills were on completely different levels. With an Alchemist capable of refining Profound Essence Pills to support him, he truly dared to dream of reaching the Golden Core Realm.
The Golden Core expert from the Chen Kingdom’s Royal Family was already ancient and approaching the end of his life, with only seventy or eighty years left. If Si Yuan ford a Golden Core, he could follow the example of the Wei Kingdom, replacing the Chen Family with the Huang, and beco the master of the Chen Kingdom!
His Yushan Huang Clan had its own connections to the Taixu Sword Sect, which were hardly inferior to the Chen Family’s ties to the Supre Profound Upper Yang Sect.
"Wang Tong, stop this futile resistance!"
Just as Si Yuan was about to intensify the flas, a golden light suddenly flared from within the inferno. Shielded by a Tier Two Golden Light Talisman, Yang Jing erged, withstanding the Magical Fire as he escaped.
’Pathetic!’
’A Golden Light Talisman might block one attack, but can it block a second?’
Si Yuan was about to command his fire to burn through the Golden Light Talisman when he saw Yang Jing touch the ground and vanish in a flash.
The raging Magical Fire scorched the very earth, but it didn’t singe a single hair on Yang Jing’s head.
Si Yuan used an Escape Technique and flew to a patch of scorched, crimson earth, his fury boiling over.
"An Earth Escape Talisman!"
He spread his Divine Sense to investigate, but it weakened after penetrating just ten feet into the ground, making it impossible to find any trace of Yang Jing.
Si Yuan hastily flew high into the sky, hoping to spot Yang Jing erging from the ground, but of course, he found nothing.
Enraged, he could only draw his Flying Sword and hack wildly at the spot where Yang Jing had vanished.
The Mingyi Dog, Gou Santong, carefully concealed his aura and witnessed the entire scene with perfect clarity. Even his Bright Qi Talent couldn’t track Yang Jing after he’d gone underground. He had no choice but to return to the Demon Cave and report everything he had seen to the Iron Armor General in great detail.
At this mont, the Iron Armor General had lost all of his previous boorishness. His deanor was, on the contrary, quite sinister.
He toyed with the Profound Essence Pill Yang Jing had offered him before swallowing it in a single gulp.
After closing his eyes and circulating his qi for a long while, the Iron Armor General finally opened them.
"This is indeed a Profound Essence Pill. Its dicinal potency is identical to the one I saw in my father’s possession. It seems our Little Brother Wang is like a child walking through a market with a bar of gold. If it weren’t for the business with the Flood Dragon, even I would have been tempted."
Old Turtle Wu Cheng and the Mingyi Dog, Gou Santong, both had looks of envy on their faces. Until now, neither of them had ever even seen a Profound Essence Pill.
"Forget it. His identity should be fine. Anyone who can produce a Profound Essence Pill must have established a deep network of influence in Huangyuan Marketplace. We’ll just wait and see what he can dig up," the Iron Armor General said, toying with his wine cup.
***
Yang Jing erged from underground just before the Spiritual Qi of the Earth Escape Talisman dissipated. He was already beyond the range of Si Yuan’s Divine Sense, so he saved himself a Wind Escape Talisman and rode his Cloud Escape back to the Marketplace in silence.
The mont he returned to his Cave Mansion, he took out the Profound Carp Mirror. Feigning a state of lingering shock, he wrote a long, impassioned report. Every word was written in blood, every sentence a stab to the heart. He accused Si Yuan of insatiable greed, of brazenly attacking a colleague, and of jeopardizing the Profound Carp Association’s important affairs. He even threw in so baseless accusations about Si Yuan substituting inferior products and privately pocketing Spirit Pills.
Whoever was on the other end of the Profound Carp Mirror was perhaps stunned by his lengthy complaint. A mont later, a simple confirmation that it had been read ca through, followed by a few words of consolation for Yang Jing.
Yang Jing let out a long, slow breath.
And just like that, the first step of his plan was a success.
Si Yuan, blinded by greed and ignorant of the Three Demons’ true purpose, had attacked him. Even if the Profound Carp Association only gave him a slap on the wrist, they would no longer entrust him with managing the collaboration with the demons.
The mission would now fall completely into his hands.
After mulling over his plan, Yang Jing sat down cross-legged. He activated his True Yang Body to begin Refining the surge of essence and blood he had gained from the Monkey Wine. The newly bolstered Celestial True Yang in his body naturally began to assault his Acupoints.
An Acupoint that an ordinary Body Refining Cultivator would have to prepare for again and again was broken through by the Celestial True Yang in a single, effortless rush.
This was the ninth Acupoint he had opened.
A gap was gradually starting to form between him and Iron Head, all due to the difference in their natural Talent.
Yang Jing paid it no mind; the True Yang Body wasn’t his primary Cultivation Technique anyway. It was only natural for Iron Head to advance by leaps and bounds, possessing as he did the twin Talents of Bright Qi and a High-level True Demon Body.
He had seen Gou Santong’s status panel. Compared to Iron Head, he lacked the High-level True Demon Body and instead had two unremarkable, ordinary Talents. His overall Talent was far inferior to Iron Head’s.
Among the Foundation Establishnt Three Demons, only the Iron Armor General possessed this Talent.
Yang Jing stabilized the slightly unsteady aura caused by opening the Acupoint, then took out a Pill Bottle and consud a Five Elents Pill. After several days of purification by the Five Elents Wheel, the Elixir Poison in his Magical Power had been completely purged. Aside from still being a little unconsolidated, his Magical Power was no different from before he’d started taking pills.
He dissolved the Five Elents Pill. Within a re six hours, the torrent of Five Elents Essence Qi that surged from the Spirit Pill was completely absorbed through his breathing exercises.
A sharp glint flashed in Yang Jing’s eyes. The Five Elents Pill truly lived up to its reputation as a Spirit Pill for those in the Late Stage of Qi Cultivation. The boost it provided to his Magical Power was far beyond what a Water Cloud Pill could offer.
"Master!"
Iron Head waited until he had finished his ditation before entering the Quiet Chamber.
"Sister Chi Yu... she’s ford a cocoon."
"Really!"
A look of delighted surprise appeared on Yang Jing’s face.
Chi Yu had eaten over a hundred Demon Fish during this period. Even a Foundation Establishnt Demon would have eaten until its belly burst.
After the autumn defense patrols ended, the fishern on the Jishui Riverbank beca nurous again, so he could no longer fish as recklessly as before.
When he reached the cellar, Yang Jing saw that Chi Yu had ford a large, blood-red cocoon, completely enveloping herself.
He used his Bright Qi Talent to investigate and discovered that inside the large cocoon, Chi Yu had transford into a pool of True Demon Blood, thick with Demon Intent.
In this state, billowing Demonic Qi seeped from the cocoon. If Iron Head hadn’t set up an Array to contain it, the qi would have begun to batter the Grand Array of the cave.
The master and his two disciples sat cross-legged outside the Blood Cocoon and waited.
Inside the Blood Cocoon, the True Demon Blood was reforming Chi Yu’s body.
Yang Jing waited until the next day, but Chi Yu still hadn’t erged. He had no choice but to go to the Celestial Treasure Tower to check in for his shift. It wasn’t until midnight that the Blood Cocoon finally showed signs of breaking.
Inside the Blood Cocoon, Chi Yu had completely transford into the shape of a flying mosquito. It struggled to break free, first poking its head out, and then wriggling its entire body out of the dissolving cocoon.
Unlike the ugly and terrifying Three Capitals Blood Demon Mosquito Mother, Chi Yu’s new form was actually quite cute. She looked as if she were carved from a single piece of Bloodstone and was about the size of a sparrow. Her wings shimred with red light; after a few tentative twitches, they began to beat, lifting her into the air. She spiraled around the master and his two disciples.
She was like a firefly glowing with red light.
’Master, I can fly!’
Her happy thought echoed in Yang Jing’s mind.
He held out his palm, and Chi Yu obediently landed upon it.
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