This Cultivation Technique specialized in the Metal Element. Not only was it immensely powerful in Magical Combat, but its cultivation speed was also quite fast. Its only drawback was that it only had Chapters from Foundation Establishment to Golden Core. After cultivating to the Perfect Golden Core realm, the accumulated Magical Power would be insufficient for Pill Transformation into Infant.

But for those Inner Sect Disciples with average aptitude, just reaching Core Formation was the greatest blessing their ancestors could ask for. A full seventy percent of Core Formation Cultivators were unable to advance to the Late Stage Golden Core.

For them, the Sharp Gold Void White Skill was a perfectly suitable Cultivation Technique.

Zha Wenxun possessed a Golden Spear, an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact that was a perfect match for the Sharp Gold Void White Skill. When wielded, its sharpness was unparalleled.

With this Golden Spear, Zha Wenxun had made quite a name for himself among the Inner Sect Disciples.

In Ren Xingzhou’s opinion, Shao Zhongguang had only just reached Foundation Establishment and had no suitable Magical Artifacts. If he engaged in Magical Combat with Zha Wenxun like this, he was bound to lose nine times out of ten.

’What a formidable Flying Saber. It’s actually an Upper Grade Spiritual Artifact! No wonder Yang Jing was so confident about betting against me. I was almost tricked by him.’

Zhou Boyi snorted coldly upon seeing the Flying Saber wielded by Shao Zhongguang. As a Golden Core Cultivator, his judgment was naturally sharp. He could tell at a glance that this saber was no ordinary Spiritual Artifact.

"Senior Brother Zhou, Zha Wenxun has the Broken Jade Halberd in hand thanks to your support. It’s in no way inferior to that Flying Saber."

A True Disciple said, fanning himself with a folding fan.

"His Broken Jade Halberd? What does that have to do with me?"

Zhou Boyi denied it flatly, though he was secretly alarmed. ’I was so careful to hide my affair with Zha Wenxun’s sister. How did word get out?’

Marriage was not forbidden in the Five Elements True Spirit Sect, so it wouldn’t have been a big deal for a True Disciple like him to have a companion.

The problem was that Zha Wenxun’s sister wasn’t his only companion.

A moment later, the True Disciples from the Noble Lineage of the Five Elements True Spirit Sect also arrived to watch the battle. Their Flying Spiritual Artifacts were far more magnificent than Yang Jing’s Five Clouds Pouch.

Many of them proactively came over to the Five Clouds Pouch to greet Yang Jing.

As members of the deeply rooted local families, they could naturally make a rough estimate of the profits from Yang Jing’s True Spirit Lineage.

After exchanging pleasantries with them, Yang Jing turned to Ren Xingzhou and said,

"If his opponent were any other Foundation Establishment Cultivator, I might have hesitated for a moment. But since he’s up against Zha Wenxun, Shao Zhongguang has an eighty percent chance of winning."

Ren Xingzhou hadn’t expected Yang Jing to be so confident in the Blood Spirit Scripture. The Sharp Gold Void White Skill, after all, had been created by a Nascent Soul True Monarch from the Sect. Although it had been created less than three thousand years ago, it had become popular throughout the Sect with incredible speed.

A moment later, Zha Wenxun also arrived, Tunneling over in a streak of white light. He clearly intended to show off his Magical Power; the Broken Jade Halberd he controlled was surging with sharp energy, radiating dazzling light.

The brilliant, sharp radiance moved like a dragon or a serpent as it tunneled through the air. Only when he was above the Magic Battle Platform did the Tunneling Light dissipate, allowing him to land.

Zha Wenxun had rather handsome features. He gripped the two-foot-long Golden Spear in his hand and looked at Shao Zhongguang with a smirk.

"His Magical Power is shallow, but he puts on quite a show."

Yang Jing commented, shaking his head at the display. Zha Wenxun was even more pathetic than he had anticipated. The reputation he had in the Five Elements True Spirit Sect was largely thanks to that Golden Spear.

Magical Combat between the Sect’s Foundation Establishment Cultivators mostly involved wielding Magical Artifacts to fight from a distance. This kind of combat was largely a contest of the strength of one’s artifacts. Having a good Magical Artifact naturally gave a cultivator a huge advantage.

"Yang Jing, you’ve got a lot of nerve, kid. Is this Blood Spirit Scripture really as miraculous as you claim?"

The voice of Fiery Fire True Monarch suddenly sounded in Yang Jing’s ears.

Yang Jing hadn’t expected that a Magical Combat between two Foundation Establishment Cultivators would actually attract the attention of a Nascent Soul Cultivator like Fiery Fire True Monarch.

"This disciple wouldn’t dare make baseless claims. The outcome of their Magical Combat will be clear in a moment."

Fiery Fire True Monarch remained hidden, his gaze fixed on the two combatants on the Magic Battle Platform.

"Junior Sister Bai Shui said the Cultivation Technique you created is a powerful counter to the Sea Demons. In recent years, the Demons of the East Sea have repeatedly attacked the Sea Border. The navies of the Dong Kingdom and the Eastern Army Governor’s Mansion have fought several major battles, but they have lost more often than they have won. If the Blood Spirit Scripture can truly counter these Demons, it would be a great service on your part."

He had come today specifically to see for himself how effective the Blood Spirit Scripture truly was.

The Demons of the East Sea used their geographical advantage to come and go without a trace. While they couldn’t breach the defenses of the Human Race’s Flying Boats and Warships, they would immediately resume harassing coastal mortals and abducting the populace the moment the fleets withdrew.

Yang Jing sighed to himself.

’A new Nascent Soul Demon must have taken over the West Sea Great Saint’s territory. These current incursions are just probing attacks.’

But it was a blessing in disguise. This Demon Saint’s probing attacks were inadvertently helping Yang Jing promote the Blood Spirit Scripture.

Down on the Magic Battle Platform, once Shao Zhongguang saw Zha Wenxun take his position, he immediately shouted an accusation:

"Zha Wenxun! Master Yang Jing created the Blood Spirit Scripture, a blessing to Outer Sect Disciples like us who have mediocre aptitude. But you, you treacherous villain, you spineless dog! You hide in the shadows, stirring up trouble and spreading rumors to slander Master Yang. Master Yang is far too noble to pay any mind to a petty person like you, but as someone who has received the Blood Spirit Scripture, I cannot simply turn a blind eye! Today, I vow to teach you a harsh lesson!"

Zha Wenxun never expected Shao Zhongguang’s opening words to be a direct accusation of slandering a True Disciple like Yang Jing. Panic seized his heart.

He was, of course, keenly aware of the status that a True Disciple like Yang Jing held within the Five Elements True Spirit Sect.

’It’s just that his sister had been so certain that as a True Disciple who came from the ranks of Independent Cultivators, Yang Jing’s foundation in the Five Elements True Spirit Sect was shallow. She said that even if they spread slanderous rumors, he’d never be able to trace them back to their source. Plus, it was a way to curry favor with Zhou Boyi.’

He had clearly been very discreet about it, yet somehow, word that he was the one slandering Yang Jing had gotten out.

Zha Wenxun knew he had stirred up serious trouble; he didn’t even dare go and seek an audience with Zhou Boyi.

Just as he was about to offer a defense, Shao Zhongguang activated his Flying Saber, which shot toward him as an incomparably sharp streak of blood-red light.

Zha Wenxun’s heart steadied. He had managed to reach Foundation Establishment, so of course he wasn’t a completely incompetent fool.

With a point of his finger, the Broken Jade Halberd—which he had long since refined to obey his will—flashed with white light. Like a writhing Golden Serpent, it shot out to meet the incoming Flying Saber.

The white and red lights instantly tangled together, clashing violently. The sound was like thunder as sharp energy blasted in all directions.

"The Magical Power cultivated from this Blood Spirit Scripture isn’t weak. Shao Zhongguang only just reached Foundation Establishment, yet he can block the Flying Spear of a Third Layer Foundation Establishment Cultivator. But if this is the extent of his abilities, he’ll be defeated from magical power exhaustion in another fifty exchanges," Fiery Fire True Monarch said, clucking his tongue in amazement.

He had never read the Blood Spirit Scripture himself, but just by observing Shao Zhongguang’s Magical Power, he could tell the scripture was indeed something special.

However, the five disciples sitting on the Five Clouds Pouch weren’t paying any attention to the Magic Battle Platform below.

In their eyes, the Blood God’s Magical Power Shao Zhongguang had cultivated wasn’t even a tenth of their junior sister’s. The Magical Combat between the two was like child’s play—a simple back-and-forth with nothing interesting to see.

They’d much rather eat a few more of the pastries made by their Junior Brother Yellow Foot than watch the fight.

"Oh? I’ve seen these pastries before, in Junior Sister Bai’s Cave Mansion. I wanted to have a few, but she chased me out."

Fiery Fire True Monarch’s eyes lit up as he looked at the ornate, flower-like pastries.

A few pastries suddenly disappeared from the Jade Box that Yellow Foot was holding.

The Magical Combat below had reached a fever pitch. Both Shao Zhongguang and Zha Wenxun were now fighting with True Fire.

With a great shout, Zha Wenxun drew on his more profound Magical Power, driving his Broken Jade Halberd forward and knocking the Flying Saber away.

"You, a bootlicker who got lucky and reached Foundation Establishment only by clinging to someone powerful, you dare to shout at me!"

He felt the frustration in his heart dissipate. Just as he was about to force Shao Zhongguang to his knees and make him beg for mercy, Shao Zhongguang unexpectedly waved his hand, unleashing dozens of Blood Needles that shot toward him as fine, blood-red threads.

Shao Zhongguang himself then leaped up, transforming into a semi-corporeal Blood Shadow that followed right behind them.