Chapter 330: Chapter 194: Silver Horn Foundation Establishment

The West Sea Great Saint came and went without a sound. Among all the disciples, only Iron Head vaguely sensed something, but he said nothing.

Yang Jing acted as if nothing had happened and resumed his seated meditation on the roof, cultivating his True Yang Body.

Yinjiao’s Foundation Establishment was taking much longer than Yang Jing had anticipated. More than twenty days passed, yet there was still no activity from the Quiet Chamber.

During this time, Yang Jing opened another Acupoint, making his Celestial True Gang even more potent. He had discovered in his Magical Combat with the Human Demon just how important a strong physical body was in a battle between equals.

If he hadn’t taken that Blade Gang head-on, he would never have been able to make the Human Demon let its guard down for that single, decapitating sword strike.

On the twenty-first day, a change finally occurred within the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array. A massive amount of Spiritual Qi was drawn from the Spirit Vein and surged into the Quiet Chamber.

’It’s starting!’

Yang Jing suppressed his nervousness. Yinjiao had slain enough Outer Celestial Demons with him to meet the threshold for Dao Listening Foundation Establishment, so there was almost no chance of failure. This was true even though his Foundation Establishment was equivalent to combining a Qi Cultivation Foundation Establishment and a Body Refining Foundation Establishment.

As expected, Yinjiao’s Foundation Establishment went very smoothly. The somewhat turbulent Spiritual Qi quickly calmed down. Under the cover of the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array, there were no major changes in the world.

The only sign was a single colorful cloud in the sky that took the shape of a dragon. It descended, circled the house three times, and then slowly dissipated.

In the courtyard, Yinjiao’s aura surged as he completed his Foundation Establishment.

He spent another three days stabilizing his Realm before emerging from the Quiet Chamber.

"Master, I have not failed you."

Yinjiao bowed respectfully to Yang Jing. Without his master’s wholehearted instruction, he, Yinjiao, would never have achieved what he had today.

Yang Jing nodded in satisfaction. Yinjiao was even more striking than before his Foundation Establishment. His face was like polished jade, his eyes like shooting stars, and he now possessed an innate noble air.

But the changes to his appearance were nothing compared to the changes in his Talent section.

His original Talent, [Inner Flood Dragon Pearl], had become [True Flood Dragon Pearl]. Although it didn’t evolve into an Epic Tier Talent, it was still a major improvement. Additionally, his Rare Tier [Wind and Rain Summoner] Talent had evolved to the Legendary Tier.

It had taken reaching his Magical Power Limit, his Physical Limit, and achieving Dao Listening Foundation Establishment just to trigger these changes, which showed how difficult it was for Talents to evolve.

"Have you gained anything new?"

Yang Jing asked.

"This disciple feels a much closer connection to the Water Qi and wind between heaven and earth. I think I’ve grasped Wind Escape because of it."

Yinjiao said, a bit uncertainly,

"Also, my Flood Dragon Pearl has changed. With this pearl, I can directly convert the Spiritual Qi of the world into Dragon Qi. Cultivating the Supreme Nine Transformations of the Dragon Scripture no longer requires consuming my blood and qi. From now on, I won’t need to rely on Dragon Transformation Water to cultivate, which will save a great deal of expense."

He spat out his incredibly precious Flood Dragon Pearl.

The once crystal-clear Flood Dragon Pearl now had a silver sheen. With this pearl, Yinjiao was practically carrying a miniature Dragon Transformation Pool with him.

Yang Jing nodded in satisfaction. Both of these Talent changes were extremely useful for Yinjiao.

"Since you’ve completed your Foundation Establishment, you should focus on your cultivation for the next few days to stabilize your Cultivation."

"Yes, Master!"

"I need to refine my Flying Sword for a few days, so I’ll be using the Quiet Chamber. You can cultivate with Iron Head and the others for now."

Yang Jing said.

That night, Yang Jing placed the Celestial Waterfall Sword across his lap and closed his eyes to rest his spirit. Suddenly, his Sword Heart stirred. He opened his eyes to find the West Sea Great Saint’s Primordial Spirit standing before him.

"You certainly keep a tight lid on things. To think you have a disciple who has already formed a Flood Dragon Pearl. This child’s Talent might even surpass my own son’s."

Her eyes were fixed on Yang Jing.

The West Sea Great Saint considered herself worldly and knowledgeable, but she had never seen a disciple who could condense a Flood Dragon Pearl while still in the Qi Cultivation Stage.

"Yinjiao’s identity is special, after all. If he were exposed, someone of my status might not be able to protect him. I can only have him bide his time and hide his abilities."

Yang Jing replied.

The West Sea Great Saint was only a Primordial Spirit and was about to undergo Soldier Resolution, so it didn’t matter if Yinjiao’s identity was revealed to her.

"Thanks to this disciple of yours, his Foundation Establishment has brought an air of auspiciousness to this place, greatly increasing my chances of success with the Soldier Resolution."

After learning that a Flood Dragon with supreme Talent had been given the name Yinjiao, the West Sea Great Saint felt much better about her own child’s name, Yellow Foot.

In the Upper Realm, True Dragons and Celestial Phoenixes were Auspicious Beasts favored by heaven and earth. The treatment they received was vastly different from that of un-favored bloodlines like her Kunpeng one.

After the fall of the Central Province, the Flood Dragon Bloodline degenerated and the Nine Phoenixes fell to become Demons, but the favor of heaven and earth still remained with them.

"An air of auspiciousness?"

Yang Jing pushed his Bright Qi Talent to its limit but still perceived nothing.

"This aura isn’t something an ordinary person can see. Even I could only vaguely perceive it after completely shedding my physical body and becoming a Primordial Spirit."

The West Sea Great Saint said.

Yang Jing didn’t press the matter. Instead, he held the Celestial Waterfall Sword with both hands and presented it to the West Sea Great Saint.

The West Sea Great Saint looked at the Flying Sword, her expression complex. Even ants cling to life, let alone a Demon Saint of the Nascent Soul Realm like her. However, she had been able to advance to the Demon Saint Realm precisely because her Dao Heart was firm. Within a breath, she suppressed the great terror that lay between life and death.

Yang Jing gave a respectful bow, then turned and walked out, leaving the Quiet Chamber to the West Sea Great Saint.

The West Sea Great Saint accepted his bow with great composure.

The Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array only blocked outside observation of what was inside; from within, one could still easily see out.

The weather was fine today. The sky was clear and bright. Looking up, the heavens were so limpid one could clearly see the brilliant Milky Way and the glittering stars.

Yang Jing flew to the roof of a building. He took out a bottle of Spirit Wine from his Storage Bag—a bottle from who knows where—and condensed the Water Qi in the air, freezing it into a cup. He then began to pour and drink by himself under the star-filled sky.

Being so young, Yellow Foot shared a room with his senior brother, Iron Head. He was currently lying on his little bed, fast asleep and snoring softly. Drool trickled from the corner of his mouth, a sign he was enjoying some delicious food in his dreams.

A gentle breeze blew past, tenderly caressing his chubby face.

The next moment, a teardrop inexplicably rolled from the corner of Yellow Foot’s eye.

Yang Jing’s mind was linked to his Celestial Waterfall Sword, and he suddenly felt a torrent of Essence Qi pouring into the blade. This Essence Qi was as vast as a sea of smoke and exceptionally pure, causing the very essence of the Celestial Waterfall Sword to begin a steep climb.

His Lifebound Flying Sword was advancing by leaps and bounds, yet he felt no joy at all, for this meant the West Sea Great Saint had completely vanished from the Nine Heavens World.

"Who says the heart of inch-high grass can repay the warmth of the spring sun?"

Yang Jing raised his cup and toasted in the direction of the Quiet Chamber before draining it in one gulp. In a daze, he thought he saw a spark of a True Spirit fly up into the sky and disappear.

Inside the Quiet Chamber, the aura of the Celestial Waterfall Sword quickly reached a critical point. Crossing this threshold was like a Foundation Establishment Cultivator forming a Golden Core.

This was a hurdle that would stop ninety-nine percent of all Spiritual Artifacts in the Nine Heavens World. But the Celestial Waterfall Sword had absorbed all the Essence Qi from a Nascent Soul’s Primordial Spirit, and its foundation was already superb. It crossed this chasm-like obstacle with ease.

The Celestial Waterfall Sword’s aura did not stop after it advanced to a Magical Treasure. It continued to climb steadily, breaking through bottlenecks that would take a hundred years of nurturing for an ordinary Magical Treasure’s owner to overcome.

The Restrictions within the sword were also undergoing a wondrous, natural transformation.

After a full seven days and seven nights, the Flying Sword’s aura finally stabilized. Its appearance hadn’t changed, but it had gained an indescribable Spiritual Essence.

The entire Flying Sword seemed as if it had come to life.

Over the seven days, layers upon layers of tribulation clouds had gathered above the Spirit Medicine Garden.

Such a celestial phenomenon could no longer be concealed by the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array. So, Yang Jing used his Divine Sense to instruct Iron Head to deactivate the Array.

A phenomenon of this magnitude could be seen clearly from hundreds of miles away. In the past few days, a crowd of curious onlookers had already gathered outside the Spirit Medicine Garden.

As the local power, the Shangshui Yang Family was naturally no exception.

"Such a celestial phenomenon... could it be that Yang Jing is undergoing his Golden Core tribulation? Impossible, how long has it been since he reached Foundation Establishment?"

Yang Hufu stared at the strange sight in the sky, utterly horrified.

Yang Jingxu, standing beside him, was as restless as an ant on a hot pan.

"Master is only refining his Flying Sword."

Iron Head explained matter-of-factly.

"This... This... Could it be a Spiritual Treasure Tribulation?"

Hearing Iron Head’s explanation, Yang Hufu was even more shocked than if he had heard Yang Jing was undergoing Core Formation. A Spiritual Treasure Tribulation couldn’t be triggered by the advancement of an ordinary Magical Treasure.

Only a top-tier Magical Treasure could induce the Nine Heavens World to send down a Spiritual Treasure Tribulation. Even an Artifact Refining Grandmaster at the Nascent Soul Realm wouldn’t necessarily be able to refine such a treasure.

Faced with such a Magical Treasure, even someone of Yang Hufu’s status couldn’t help but feel a flicker of greed.

But he quickly extinguished that flicker of greed. To say nothing of the Flying Boats currently docked and the Demon Suppression Army soldiers patrolling inside and outside the Spirit Medicine Garden, Yang Jing’s own status was extraordinary. He was highly valued by Canyuan True Monarch, making him far from an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

Besides, given the relationship between the Yang Family and Yang Jing, it might not be impossible to ask him to refine a Magical Artifact for them in the future.

There are no walls that can keep out the wind. The news that the Flying Sword Yang Jing was refining had triggered a Spiritual Treasure Tribulation quickly spread through the crowd of onlookers.

’Is there really such an all-around genius in this world?’

Wei Ying blended into the crowd of spectators, staring intently at the dense tribulation clouds above the Spirit Medicine Garden. The one-month deadline had passed, but Yang Jing had shown no intention of returning the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array.

This had made him think that Yang Jing planned to keep the Array, so he had rushed over in a panic. He never expected to witness a rare Spiritual Treasure Tribulation.

First, he breathed a sigh of relief—it was good that Yang Jing wasn’t trying to seize the Seven Illusions of Celestial Demon Array. Then his heart tensed up again. A genius like Yang Jing among the Six Sects was certainly no blessing for the Four Demon Sects.

Finally, Wei Ying began to ponder what kind of payment would be enough to convince Yang Jing to refine a Demon Sect Treasure for him.

Ignoring the commotion outside for the moment, as soon as the Flying Sword’s aura stabilized within the Quiet Chamber, the celestial phenomenon in the sky immediately changed. A clap of thunder suddenly boomed, echoing for a hundred miles around the Spirit Medicine Garden. A torrent of True Thunder descended like a sharp sword, striking directly at the Celestial Waterfall Sword in the Quiet Chamber.