My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me

After Iron Head completed his Foundation Establishment, his once slightly dark skin had become much fairer, and the Dao Rhyme of the Five Elements flowed around his body.

A new Talent appeared on his panel: Five Elements Escape Technique.

"Excellent! Excellent!"

Yang Jing stood with his hands behind his back, looking at Iron Head with satisfaction.

"How many drops of Magical Power did you condense?"

Iron Head bowed respectfully to his master. Had it not been for Yang Jing, he would have been just an ordinary Dog Demon, likely fated to a violent death. He never could have achieved what he had today.

"Thirty-five drops."

Yang Jing nodded. Condensing more than thirty-three drops of Magical Power at once meant that Iron Head had formed a high-level foundation during his Foundation Establishment. The difference between that and his own thirty-six drops was merely due to the innate difference in aptitude between humans and demons.

Due to the quality of one’s Cultivation Technique, differences in natural Talent, and various other factors, the amount of Magical Power condensed by a Cultivator after Foundation Establishment could vary greatly.

Cultivators with shallow foundations condensed fewer than six drops of Magical Power, relying entirely on Foundation Establishment Pills to pass the Magical Power Barrier of the Foundation Establishment Three Gates. Without some great stroke of luck, they would be stuck in the Early Stage Foundation Establishment for their entire lives. Most of these Cultivators were Independent Cultivators who had stumbled upon minor opportunities. Cultivators with decent foundations condensed between seven and eighteen drops. Through steady accumulation, they could advance to the Late Stage Foundation Establishment by the end of their lifespans. The majority of these Cultivators were the patriarchs of Foundation Establishment Clans and the Outer Disciples of the Six Sects.

Those who could condense nineteen to twenty-four drops could already try for Core Formation. Such Cultivators were mainly Inner Sect and True Disciples of the Six Great Sects, as well as the elite disciples of Golden Core and Nascent Soul Immortally Cultivation Clans.

Only a small number of True Disciples from the Six Great Sects could condense twenty-four to thirty drops, and they were worthy of being nurtured as Golden Core Seeds.

As for those who could condense over thirty drops of Magical Power, there were only four or five in an entire generation of disciples.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother!"

Yinjiao, Chi Yu, and Ji Feng all came forward to congratulate him. Chi Yu was still a little clueless, but Yinjiao and Ji Feng understood perfectly well the significance of thirty-five drops of Magical Power.

"Ji Feng, go to Flying Crane Tower and order a full table. We, master and disciples, will have a proper celebration," Yang Jing said to his disciple.

’In my opinion, Iron Head right now probably isn’t a match for Zuoqiu Ye. A Magical Treasure gives too much of an advantage in Magical Combat during the Foundation Establishment Stage. However, because his True Yang Body counters Thunder Techniques, he should be on par with Yan Gao from the Profound Sun Demon Sect.’

’If he cultivates to the same realm of Foundation Establishment Perfection, he should be able to defeat Zuoqiu Ye.’

Because Iron Head hadn’t mastered Epic Tier Talents that comprehensively boosted combat power like the Five Thunders or the Five Elements Great Escape, his Power was still considerably weaker than Yang Jing’s.

After a long while, an attendant from Flying Crane Tower arrived at their door, carrying a large food container.

The master and his disciples began their meal in the courtyard.

The courtyard was filled with peach, pear, and apricot blossoms. These trees were special varieties selected and bred by Spirit Plant Cultivators; they were in constant, unfading bloom and exuded a refreshing, fragrant aroma.

At that moment, the flowering trees were all blooming in competition, their falling petals like a rain shower.

The five of them sat around a stone table in the courtyard, where an array of Spiritual Food dishes was laid out neatly.

To curry favor with Yang Jing, Flying Crane Tower had prepared the Spiritual Food with extreme care. They even included a complimentary soup made from a Golden Dragon Carp. The Flood Dragon Bloodline within a Golden Dragon Carp was superior to that of a Dragon Blood Carp. An adult Golden Dragon Carp’s Cultivation was at the Foundation Establishment Stage, and even a weaker Foundation Establishment Cultivator would not be a match for this Demon Fish.

The soup had been made with the most tender parts of the Golden Dragon Carp: its lips and the crescent-shaped meat from under its gill covers. The rich, savory aroma was so intense it almost seemed tangible.

The flesh of a Golden Dragon Carp was incredibly tough, impenetrable even by blades. Only its lips and the crescent meat under its gills were exceptionally tender, melting the moment they entered one’s mouth.

One could say that the majority of the fish’s essence was concentrated in these parts.

Looking at the pot of soup, Yang Jing felt a wave of emotion. He remembered the time he had accidentally caught a Dragon Blood Carp. Back then, in San Yuanli, it had attracted countless covetous eyes, forcing him to hide behind closed doors. He’d even had to ambush and kill Qiu Feihua, who was at Qi Cultivation Perfection at the time, just to get a moment of peace.

But now, someone had proactively sent him a Golden Dragon Carp, worth more than thirty times that Dragon Blood Carp, just to leave a sliver of a good impression on him.

They hadn’t even left a name after sending the fish.

Chi Yu had long been drooling with anticipation, but since her master hadn’t picked up his chopsticks, she could only force herself to wait. She was squirming as if sitting on pins and needles.

Iron Head and Yinjiao had been with Yang Jing through hard times, so they naturally knew what their master was feeling emotional about. They both reached out and held their junior sister’s head still.

Yang Jing chuckled with emotion, picked up a piece of the fish’s lip from the soup, and placed it in Chi Yu’s bowl.

"What a delicious soup. Go on, everyone eat."

The lips are the most tender and delicious part of any fish, let alone those of a Golden Dragon Carp. Yang Jing ate a piece and found it smooth and tender, with a unique, savory flavor.

After he ate it, a surging heat washed through his body. This fish was a great supplement for Blood Qi.

Yang Jing made an exception and let his four disciples drink a little wine. He also had Flying Crane Tower send over many more dishes, and they ate until the sun began to set.

Because Chi Yu’s Cultivation was the lowest, and because she couldn’t bear to use her Celestial Demon Blood Transformation Divine Light to convert the delicious dishes into pure Blood Qi, she ate until her stomach was bulging.

The Spiritual Qi and Blood Qi in the Spiritual Food were too abundant, leaving her feeling uncomfortably full.

Yang Jing had no choice but to hold her in his arms, massaging her belly with one hand while he took out the Sea Covering Blade Scripture to read with the other.

The scripture was profound and vast. The more abundant one’s Magical Power, the greater the might unleashed by its techniques. It captured the very essence of Water Element True Techniques, and the more Yang Jing read, the more he gained from it.

Meanwhile, Iron Head shared his insights on Foundation Establishment with his junior brother Yinjiao and junior sister Ji Feng.

Yinjiao cultivated the Supreme Nine Transformations of the Dragon Scripture, which involved both Qi Refining and Body Refinement, making Foundation Establishment much more difficult than with ordinary Cultivation Techniques.

Having completed Foundation Establishment for both Body Refinement and Qi Refining, Iron Head’s experience was a great help to him.

Just then, the sound of a gong suddenly echoed from outside the residence, followed by the sound of music. Yang Jing raised an eyebrow and had one of his disciples open the main gate.

A ceremonial procession was waiting outside the gate.

A commander, clad head to toe in armor, bowed with his hands clasped.

"By order of the Governor, we invite Lord Yang Jing to board the sedan chair to meet with His Excellency."

A position like Minister could not, of course, be granted privately. It required a formal appointment from the Northern Army Governor, which was then announced to the public to be legitimate and proper.

Yang Jing just hadn’t expected such a grand spectacle.

He could only instruct his four disciples to guard the residence before he boarded the carriage.

’The Northern Army Governor is a Nascent Soul Cultivator. His methods are beyond what I can currently imagine. He might be able to see right through Yinjiao and Chi Yu.’

’Yinjiao’s identity isn’t a huge problem. With my current status, I can probably cover for him. Besides, he’s already a disciple of the Five Elements True Spirit Sect, so at worst, it would just cause some trouble. But Chi Yu is different. Her Profound Yin Blood Demon Bloodline is far too conspicuous. If it were exposed, it would be a colossal disaster.’