My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 130 - 35: Ding Fire Spell Chain

Heqiao Mountain was well aware that a Sword Cultivator’s offensive power was at the Peak of Perfection, so the moment he stepped onto the Magic Battle Platform, he activated his Defensive Spiritual Artifact.

His Magical Artifact was a palm-sized Iron Bell. Once activated, it transformed into a bell-shaped Spiritual Light that enveloped his entire body.

Once the Spiritual Light was protecting him, Heqiao Mountain immediately relaxed. ’This Yang Jing is a real fool. He didn’t seize the chance to attack the instant I got on the platform, giving me time to activate my Magical Artifact at my leisure.’

He was just thinking of taunting Yang Jing when he saw his opponent simply holding his sword, calmly watching him get ready as if he were observing a monkey show.

A vein throbbed on Heqiao Mountain’s forehead. He hadn’t expected Yang Jing to be so condescendingly arrogant.

"You think just because you’ve grasped the Geng Metal Sword Mantra, you’re invincible among disciples of our year?!"

He flew into a rage and activated a crimson Copper Mirror.

As he channeled his Magical Power into it, a blazing crimson Spiritual Fire surged from within the Copper Mirror, shining with a blinding light.

Under the control of Heqiao Mountain’s Divine Sense, the crimson Spiritual Fire instantly transformed into countless Fire Chains that shot toward Yang Jing from all directions, seeking to entangle and bind him.

The Fire Chains surged violently, darting through the air like flying snakes. The intense heat caused the air itself to expand and crackle, releasing a series of dull booms.

The sight caused the new Outer Disciples to cry out in astonishment. Many of them had only ever seen the Qi Cultivation Perfection elders of their clans fight, so they had assumed that was the peak of power for the Qi Cultivation Stage. They never imagined an Inner Sect Disciple at a mere Eighth Layer of Qi Refining could be so much stronger than their own elders.

One Outer Disciple with an excellent Fire Element Spirit Root, who cultivated the Sect’s legacy technique, the Three-Five Fire Scripture, recognized the attack instantly. It was the magic, Ding Fire Spell Chain.

Ding Fire belongs to the Yin element; its nature is gentle and contained, making it easier to control than Bing Fire. To be able to conjure so many Ding Fire Spell Chains in one go was a testament to Heqiao Mountain’s mastery of this magic.

’Even if I used all my strength, I could only conjure three of them at most.’

A savage grin spread across Heqiao Mountain’s face. Ding Fire countered Geng Metal. Chief Steward Huan Qingshuang had sent him precisely because the magic he cultivated was the ultimate counter to the Geng Metal Sword Mantra.

’Yang Jing doesn’t even own a Flying Sword. How could he possibly compete with me?’

The next moment, he saw a sharp white glint of light.

With that flash of white light, the Fire Chains were severed by a single sweep of the sword.

The severed Fire Chains writhed like bisected snakes, struggling for a few moments before dissipating into a sky of scattered embers.

Heqiao Mountain’s face went blank, unable to process what was happening right before his eyes.

SHING!

In the next instant, the bell-shaped Spiritual Light enveloping his body fluctuated violently.

Wielding his longsword, Yang Jing’s sharp Sword Gang pierced directly through the Protective Spirit Light and struck the Copper Mirror.

The Copper Mirror, a Tier One Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact, was sent flying, its once-smooth surface now marred by several cracks.

The Divine Sense Heqiao Mountain had attached to the Copper Mirror suffered a violent backlash. It was as if he had been bludgeoned, and he momentarily lost his wits.

Yang Jing slashed out again and again, and his incomparably sharp Sword Gang hacked the Protective Spirit Light to pieces.

CLANG!

Amid the sound of sundering metal, Heqiao Mountain’s Iron Bell, his Defensive Spiritual Artifact, was sliced clean in two by a single sword strike.

The two halves of the Iron Bell clattered to the floor. The Restrictions on them flickered for a moment, then went out completely.

Silence fell around the Magic Battle Platform, broken only by Heqiao Mountain’s groans. He had spent a long time refining those two Magical Artifacts. With their destruction by Yang Jing, his head felt like it was splitting apart, and he could barely utter a word.

"Such a powerful Sword Gang... I never imagined a Sword Gang this ferocious would appear on a Magic Battle Platform of our Five Elements True Spirit Sect," said the Foundation Establishment Cultivator seated to Feng Tianyi’s right.

He was a middle-aged man with a long beard and his hair tied in a Daoist Bun. His Magical Power was a cut above even Feng Tianyi’s.

"If he had a Flying Sword in hand, then even among the Inner Sect Disciples, few would dare claim they could guarantee a victory against him."

"Senior Brother Xu, what are your thoughts on Yang Jing?"

Feng Tianyi asked with a measure of reverence. This Foundation Establishment Cultivator’s identity was no simple matter. His name was Xu Hongde, and he was a Minister in the Inheritance Hall. It was a position of great power and influence, and his status was far beyond that of any ordinary cultivator.

The Inheritance Hall controlled the core legacies of the Five Elements True Spirit Sect. It was also responsible for the appointment, dismissal, and examination of Inner Sect Disciples, in addition to the guidance and management of True Disciples. Among the Nine Halls of the Five Elements True Spirit Sect, its authority was supreme, second only to the Three Great Halls.

"He’s a heaven-sent genius of the Sword Dao. He has already crossed the most difficult threshold of the Great Five Elements Divine Light Prohibition," Xu Hongde said after a moment of contemplation.

Sword Technique and Thunder Technique were both famous for being unrivaled in Magical Combat and notoriously difficult to begin learning. Likewise, the Five Elements True Spirit Sect’s legacy Cultivation Technique, the Tai Shi Five Elements True Talisman Scripture, was the most abstruse of the Six Great Techniques.

Therefore, of the Nine Great Divine Prohibitions secretly passed down in the Five Elements True Spirit Sect, this one—the most powerful Great Five Elements Divine Light Prohibition—was the one mastered by the fewest. One might not even appear in a span of several thousand years.

"Tianyi, with a Talent like his, this boy will sooner or later become a pillar of our Five Elements True Spirit Sect. He might even bring glory to the Five Elements True Spirit Sect at the Six Sects Conference one day. However, Sword Cultivators are known for being sharp-tongued and easily offending people."

Xu Hongde recalled the Sword Cultivators from the Taixu Sword Sect, and his face twitched.

"A Treasure Sword’s edge is born from grinding. If it’s disciples in the Qi Cultivation Stage who come looking for trouble, don’t get involved. If he offends someone at the Foundation Establishment Stage, as long as he hasn’t violated any sect rules, you run interference for him. And if you really can’t handle it, then come to me."

Feng Tianyi’s eyes lit up. He knew his gamble had paid off.

Two other Inner Sect Disciples jumped onto the Magic Battle Platform and carried the wretched Heqiao Mountain away, not even daring to look up and meet Yang Jing’s eyes.

After stepping down from the Magic Battle Platform, Yang Jing was immediately surrounded by the disciples of A Class. As for Huan Qingwen, he had slipped away in disgrace long before.

"Senior Brother Yang, you really stole the show this time!"

"Just luck, just luck!"

After exchanging a few pleasantries with his fellow A Class disciples, Yang Jing didn’t return to his quarters. He went to find Ren Xingzhou and the other disciples who had come to Purple Cover Mountain on the same boat, and they reminisced about the feast at Kang Guang Tower.

However, these disciples from prominent families had lost all of their earlier bravado. Facing Yang Jing, who had just defeated an Inner Sect Disciple, they were meek and deferential, looking completely overwhelmed by his attention.

Only Ren Xingzhou still appeared as open-minded and carefree as ever.

When Yang Jing returned to his quarters in A Class, he found Ji Feng already waiting at his door. He invited Ji Feng inside.

"Junior Brother Ji, I must thank you for your Treasure Sword. It’s the only reason I was able to win so easily."

As he spoke, Yang Jing returned the Phoenix Wing Sword to Ji Feng. The sword was indeed of excellent quality; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to channel his Sword Gang to destroy those two Tier One Upper Grade Spiritual Artifacts.

Ji Feng repeatedly shook his head and tried to refuse, but Yang Jing simply pushed the Treasure Sword into his arms.

"I’m waiting to save up enough Spirit Stones to have you refine a Flying Sword for me, Junior Brother Ji Feng."

Only after hearing this did Ji Feng put the longsword into his Storage Bag. He then looked at Yang Jing, his eyes full of eager anticipation.

Yang Jing slapped his forehead.

"You wanted the schematic for the Soul-Shocking Bell, right, Junior Brother?"

Ji Feng nodded eagerly. He had been afraid Yang Jing might forget, which was why he had come to wait outside his quarters so early.