My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

Chapter 407 - 251: The Dong Family Offers a Box

"Greetings, Master."

Iron Head led seven Cultivators into the Cave Mansion. The group consisted of men and women, most of whom had powerful physiques and abundant Blood Qi.

Yang Jing could sense wisps of True Yang from them.

However, the True Yang on their bodies was somewhat impure. It was not only far inferior to Iron Head’s, but also much weaker than Yinjiao’s when he was practicing the True Yang Body.

Among the seven, there was only one Foundation Establishment Cultivator—a decrepit old man. He wore a Hair Crown that gathered his mottled white hair into a Daoist Bun, and he was dressed in a Daoist Robe embroidered with a sun pattern.

After excavating so many Nine Yang Sect Cave Mansions, the soldiers of the Demon Suppression Army had found many similar Daoist Robes. The Cultivators of the Nine Yang Sect revered the sun and were fond of embroidering their robes with patterns of the rising sun.

The man prostrated himself fully on the ground, placing his hands under his forehead.

In the Western Continent, although the Tiers between Cultivators of different Cultivation levels were distinct, High-Tier Cultivators would not demand Low-Tier Cultivators to perform such a grand salutation without reason.

"Senior Brother, please rise. There is no need for this."

Among the Six Sects, as a Golden Core Cultivator, he should have addressed a Foundation Establishment Cultivator as "Martial Nephew." But seeing the old man’s hoary appearance, Yang Jing changed the address to "Senior Brother" as the words came to his lips.

"Master, you destroyed the Demon Realm, allowing the Nine Yang Sect, which had been lost for a thousand years, to see the light of day once more. If we did not show you our utmost respect with this grand salutation, the spirits of the Nine Yang Sect’s ancestors in heaven would surely blame us for our ingratitude."

Upon hearing "Nine Yang Sect," Yang Jing’s expression shifted. He now had a good idea of the purpose of their visit.

For a place to serve as the headquarters of a top Major Sect like the Nine Yang Sect, the land must have been a place where Spirit Veins gathered, a land blessed with natural spiritual energy, before it was transformed into a Demon Realm.

Even after becoming a Demon Realm, it was still the hub of the region’s Demon Veins.

It had not been long since it saw the light of day again, yet a Tier Four Spirit Vein had already re-formed there.

Such a treasured land naturally attracted countless Immortal Cultivation Clans to compete for it. Even the Royal Family of Liao Kingdom was eyeing it covetously.

This old man had spent a long time getting by in the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect and had naturally become shrewd. He could tell at a glance that Yang Jing was not the type to be moved by mere words.

He took out a Jade Box from a Storage Bag sewn into his sleeve cuff, held it with both hands, and pushed it forward to Yang Jing.

"True Monarch, within this Jade Box are the classic texts that my ancestor brought out on the day of the Sect’s great disaster. I have no way to repay your great kindness, Master. I implore you to accept this."

Yang Jing channeled his Magical Power, popping open the Jade Box’s lid and drawing out the topmost Jade Scroll.

He read it with his Divine Thought and found that it recorded the complete True Yang Body, from Foundation Establishment to Divinity Transformation, all-inclusive.

After comparing it with the Inheritance Jade Scroll he had obtained from the Cave Mansion, Yang Jing confirmed that the contents were correct.

He looked through the rest and found that the other Jade Scrolls recorded either the Yang Fire Body Refining Technique or the secret Martial Arts of the Nine Yang Sect.

’Pure Yang Qi Grand Capture.’

Yang Jing’s attention was captured by a Daoist Technique on one of the Jade Scrolls.

This Magic was an advanced Daoist Technique based on the Great Capturing Technique of the True Yang Body. One could only practice it after cultivating the True Yang Body to the Golden Core Realm.

Of course, as a Body Refining Technique, the True Yang Body didn’t involve condensing a Golden Core. As long as one forged the True Yang Dharma Body, they were considered a Golden Core Cultivator.

The True Yang Body had endless wondrous uses. It was just that Yang Jing had so many other methods that when facing enemies, it was never the True Yang Body’s turn to act.

Although he had completed his Core Formation using the Tai Shi Five Elements True Talisman Scripture, he had not given up on the idea of forging the True Yang Dharma Body.

The Cave Mansion was silent, save for the soft TINGLING of Jade Scrolls clinking against each other.

Gu Shaoqing remained prostrated on the floor, his back soaked with sweat. His heart was filled with anxiety. He held his breath, waiting for Yang Jing to speak.

He had been ecstatic upon hearing the news that the Demon Realm had been destroyed and the ruins of the Nine Yang Sect had reappeared. He immediately brought his daughter and disciples, traveling for days on end to reach the Northern Domain, hoping to re-establish the Nine Yang Sect.

But the Golden Core Foundation Establishment Clans of the Northern Domain no longer recognized the name of the Nine Yang Sect. He had rushed about for a long time, only to be treated as a madman by the Royal Family of Liao Kingdom and ridiculed by the Golden Core Clans.

If not for the vastly improved atmosphere in the Northern Domain under Yang Jing’s governance, he and his followers might have already met a mysterious and untimely end.

Gu Shaoqing had learned by a stroke of luck that the famous Yang Tietou of the Northern Domain cultivated the True Yang Body. He immediately seized upon this as his last resort, taking a risk to intercept Iron Head and request a meeting with Yang Jing.

The legacy left by their Nascent Soul ancestor had long been exhausted. If he didn’t risk it all now, the heritage of the Nine Yang Sect would truly be severed forever.

"These Jade Scrolls are of great use to me. Senior Brother, please state what you seek. If it is within my power, I will certainly grant your request."

Yang Jing returned the Jade Scrolls to the Jade Box and looked up at Gu Shaoqing.

He chose his words to guide him, fearing that Gu Shaoqing might not know his limits and make an absurd request like claiming the entire original site of the Nine Yang Sect.

Gu Shaoqing was overjoyed. The heart that had been hanging in suspense finally settled.

He never expected that Yang Jing would actually be just as the rumors described: a true gentleman who gets things done once paid.

With Yang Jing’s current status, even if he had accepted all the texts, offered a few lukewarm words of encouragement, and then served tea to see them out, there would have been nothing they could do.

"Master, this old one only asks for a small plot of land within the ruins—even a Tier One Spirit Vein would suffice. All I want is to be able to re-establish the Nine Yang Sect."

Gu Shaoqing looked at Yang Jing with hopeful eyes, terrified of hearing the word "no" from his lips.

Yang Jing shook his head.

Gu Shaoqing’s face fell. He was about to say that it didn’t have to be within the Nine Yang Sect’s ruins.

"The Nine Yang Sect was once a Major Sect on par with the Six Sects. How could it be crammed into a Tier One Spirit Vein? I will ask Meng Sima to allocate a Tier Two Spirit Vein for you."

Yang Jing said.

The site of the Nine Yang Sect’s ruins was vast, and currently, it was all unclaimed land. If Yang Jing were willing to owe a favor, it wouldn’t be impossible to allocate even a Tier Three Spirit Vein.

But the current Nine Yang Sect only had a handful of members left. Even if he gave them a Tier Three Spirit Vein, they wouldn’t be able to defend it.

Gu Shaoqing had never expected such a sudden, favorable turn of events. For a moment, his eyes welled up with tears.

"Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master."

Seeing the Nine Yang Sect, which had once dominated the Northern Domain, fall to such a state, Yang Jing felt a touch of wistfulness.

"However, establishing a Sect in the Northern Domain is no easy task."

The Six Sects were lenient in their control over Cultivation Clans, even encouraging Cultivators to form clans to bolster the population of the Western Continent. But a Sect was a completely different matter.

Trying to establish a Sect in the Western Continent was as difficult as ascending to the heavens.

"That is not a problem, not a problem. When our ancestor escaped the great calamity and joined the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect, he made a Spirit Contract. It stipulated that if the Nine Yang Sect were to see the light of day again, he could leave the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect on his own accord to restore the honor of the Nine Yang Sect. Unfortunately, our ancestor passed away from old age before ever seeing that day."

Gu Shaoqing said hurriedly.

"That’s good, then."

Yang Jing took out a Token, recorded Gu Shaoqing’s origins and request within it, and then branded it with an imprint of his own Magical Power.

Gu Shaoqing accepted the Token with eager eyes. If not for his many years of ascetic cultivation, he might have started dancing with joy.

"The True Yang Body is difficult to cultivate. Even in the Nine Yang Sect, only True Disciples with extraordinary talent could practice it." Yang Jing glanced at the disciples behind Gu Shaoqing, who were only at the third and fourth layers of Qi Cultivation, and said, "If this is the only Cultivation Technique in your Sect, the Nine Yang Sect will be wiped out again within a hundred years."

As he spoke, Yang Jing took out a Jade Scroll:

"This Jade Scroll records the Lesser Yang Body, a Cultivation Technique practiced by the Inner Sect Disciples of the Nine Yang Sect back then. The talent requirements are much lower. Take it to be your Sect’s legacy."

This Jade Scroll had been discovered in a Cave Mansion by a soldier of the Demon Suppression Army and presented to him.

Gu Shaoqing performed another deep bow before carefully accepting the Jade Scroll.

The re-established Nine Yang Sect would only be a minor sect and would naturally be unable to recruit disciples with exceptional talent. Gu Shaoqing had long been worried about this, but he never thought Yang Jing would provide a solution.

The two chatted for a few more moments before Yang Jing served tea, signaling the end of their meeting.

Gu Shaoqing led his disciples out of the Cave Mansion. Looking at the sun in the sky, he felt as if a whole day had passed in a daze.

Even though Yang Jing was refusing visitors, the area outside his gate was still as crowded as a marketplace. Countless people were waiting at all hours. When someone saw Gu Shaoqing emerge, they immediately approached with a fawning expression:

"Elder Gu, did you really see Master Yang?"

Gu Shaoqing took a closer look and recognized the man as someone who had recently mocked him for daydreaming. He immediately lifted his chin and bowed respectfully toward the residence behind him:

"Of course. Master Yang was kind and affable, and he even encouraged me not to forget the Nine Yang Sect’s spirit of subduing demons and defending the Dao."

As soon as he said this, the surrounding crowd erupted in an uproar.

With Yang Jing’s current status in the Northern Domain, a single word from him was worth more than a thousand pieces of gold.

Immediately, some Guests from the Golden Core Clans started pulling Gu Shaoqing aside, inviting him to be a guest in their clan. The re-emergence of the Nine Yang Sect in the Northern Domain was no small matter.

Yang Jing had no interest in the commotion outside. He began refining Spiritual Qi again to stabilize his Cultivation.

However, less than five days later, he was forced to come out of seclusion again.

Chi Yu, holding a huge box above her head, came bouncing over to Yang Jing.

The box was forged from Spiritual Gold and adorned with Treasure Pearls. It was clearly very valuable.

"Master, Master, someone left this box outside the gate."

She said to Yang Jing, presenting it like a treasure.

Yang Jing narrowed his eyes. ’Crafting this box alone would cost four to five thousand Spirit Stones.’ It was a good thing his residence was surrounded by people day and night. If it had been left anywhere else, it would have been snatched up long ago.

"Did anyone see who left it?"

Chi Yu shook her head.

"I asked, but everyone said they didn’t see anything. The box just suddenly appeared at the gate."

Yang Jing probed it with his Magical Power and confirmed that the box only had a single, simple Restriction on it to seal it from the outside. Other than that, it was just an ordinary box, with no special features aside from its precious materials.

He used his Magical Power to isolate the space around it before cautiously opening the box.

A bloody stench rushed out of the box. Inside was a severed head, its eyes wide open in death.

"Dong Xixian!"