My Beasts Grind Proficiency For Me-Chapter 66: Profound Yin Blood Demon

This flying mosquito was, to his surprise, another Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother.

Yang Jing was overjoyed. This meant the Wu Family had already mastered a way to breed the Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother. Even if the Beast Taming Blood Contract locked the Affinity of these two at -50, he could still raise a young one himself.

He grinned at Wu Yanlu, who looked as if he were facing a formidable foe.

The next moment, Yang Jing used Cloud Escape and vanished. The giant Dog Demon disappeared with him.

Wu Yanlu was terrified. He never imagined Brother Guo could use his Stealth Skill so effortlessly. He channeled his Magical Power, struggling to shake the Taiyin Seven Evils Banner.

Taiyin Demon Qi immediately poured from the banner’s surface, enveloping him completely.

This Taiyin Demon Qi was Demonic Qi refined from Taiyin Moonlight Energy through a Secret Technique. Every wisp was unusually heavy and suffused with an extremely cold Yin Qi. It excelled at corrupting and freezing Magical Power, making it a renowned Defensive Spiritual Artifact of the Dark Spring Demon Sect.

The sect even possessed a Magical Treasure Level Taiyin Seven Evils Banner that, when wielded, could blot out the sky and cover the earth.

"Great Heat!"

An astonishing heat suddenly appeared out of thin air. Even Wu Yanlu, shielded by thick layers of Taiyin Demon Qi, couldn’t help but feel a scorching wave of heat.

He was utterly astonished, and it took him a moment to realize what was happening.

"Sword Intent! How can a mere Qi Cultivator like you possibly comprehend Sword Intent!"

Great Heat represents the zenith of sweltering weather. It is even more scorching than Lesser Heat, the time of year when the sun is at its most ferocious and the days are their hottest. Yang Jing channeled all his pure Magical Power through the Five Elements Wheel, converting it entirely into the Fire Element to power his Flying Sword.

The next moment, a Sword Gang as blazing and peerless as a crimson sun descended from the heavens, looking as if it could pierce through the very fabric of the world.

Provoked by the sun-like Sword Gang, the Taiyin Demon Qi instantly boiled into a chaotic frenzy, surging up like a tide to meet this strike of Extreme Yang.

BOOM!

With a deafening blast, the Great Heat Sword Gang tore into the Taiyin Demon Qi. The clash between the two energies set off a continuous series of explosions.

The violent tremors from the Long Banner nearly numbed Wu Yanlu’s hands. He was at a complete loss. ’How could a Cultivator with such astonishing Sword Dao Talent possibly be a Tribulation Cultivator?’

’This is bad. I’ve been baited. This man must be an Inner Sect Disciple of the Taixu Sword Sect, using the Green Blood Banner as bait!’

After several breaths, the blazing Sword Gang was finally worn down by the Taiyin Demon Qi, but the once-thick Demonic Qi had become incredibly thin as a result.

Wu Yanlu’s face flushed red as he cursed his misfortune. With his Qi Cultivation Stage cultivation, wielding this Tier Two Magical Artifact was already an immense strain. After taking a blow like that head-on, he could barely keep it up.

He quickly swallowed an Elixir to restore his Magical Power and once again channeled energy into the Taiyin Seven Evils Banner.

"Grain Rain!"

During the time of Grain Rain, the rain falls ceaselessly, nourishing all living things. The Sword Intent of this technique was just like that rain—continuous and inescapable, seeping in through every crack.

Yang Jing pointed his Flying Sword, which transformed into a dense, rain-like flurry of Sword Gangs that completely enveloped the Taiyin Demon Qi. This forced Wu Yanlu to continuously mobilize the Demonic Qi to defend against the assault.

His experience in Magical Combat was immense. After just one exchange, he could tell that Wu Yanlu was struggling to control the Magical Artifact. All he had to do was wear him down, and the strain of wielding the artifact would defeat him.

In his desperation, Wu Yanlu even commanded the Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother to fly toward Yang Jing, hoping to buy himself a moment to recover.

But the Demon Mosquito had just taken flight when Iron Head suddenly reappeared and pounced on it, slamming it to the ground. It struggled to fly again, but Iron Head slapped it so hard it saw stars. He then planted a paw on its head, and it finally went still.

This Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother had only undergone its Third Transformation and was no match for Iron Head.

Yinjiao, in his snake form, coiled around Iron Head’s neck and curiously sized up the Demon Mosquito.

Wu Yanlu panicked, and a flaw immediately appeared in his Taiyin Demon Qi defense. With a flash of Sword Light, the Flying Sword sliced off the arm holding the Taiyin Seven Evils Banner.

Before Wu Yanlu could even scream, Yang Jing kicked the Taiyin Seven Evils Banner away. He then grabbed Wu Yanlu by the collar and slammed him violently to the ground. With his Flying Sword, he stripped away the man’s clothes and various trinkets, leaving him in nothing but his underclothes.

Demon Cultivators employed all sorts of bizarre techniques, and Yang Jing was well-versed in countering them. The immediate slam to the ground was to disperse his opponent’s Magical Power, preventing any last-ditch tricks. Stripping his clothes and belongings was a necessary precaution, as an Outer Celestial Demon could be attached to them.

"Don’t kill me! Don’t kill me! I’ll tell you anything!"

Wu Yanlu immediately raised his hands, begging Yang Jing for mercy.

Yang Jing relaxed internally. ’A coward,’ he thought. ’With a little pressure, he’ll spill everything.’

"Hand over the Wu Family’s Secret Technique for breeding the Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother."

Wu Yanlu froze, looking completely bewildered.

Yang Jing had no patience for it. He channeled his Celestial True Yang and stomped on the man’s face.

Wu Yanlu shrieked as if branded by a hot iron. Though he was a Demon Cultivator, his outstanding Talent had afforded him a life of luxury from a young age. He had never experienced such torment. The pain was so intense that he lost control of his bowels.

Yang Jing frowned and lifted his foot.

"Care to talk now?"

"I... I really don’t know what a Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother is."

he cried, insisting he was telling the truth.

Seeing that he didn’t appear to be lying, Yang Jing pointed to the Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother pinned down by Iron Head and asked:

"Then where did you get this Demon Mosquito?"

Although Wu Yanlu had no idea why this powerful expert was so fixated on a single Demon Mosquito, he still answered honestly, spilling everything he knew.

After all, the pain of having his face branded with Celestial True Yang was excruciating.

"The Wu Family made its name by breeding Blood Shadow Mosquitos for the Demon Sect, to collect blood and qi. We’ve been breeding them for twelve generations. Our founding ancestor was fortunate enough to obtain a single drop of True Blood from an Outer Celestial Demon, the Profound Yin Blood Demon. He used it on the Blood Shadow Mosquitos, and ever since, these mutated ones have occasionally appeared among the broods."

Yang Jing’s brow furrowed. The Profound Yin Blood Demon was a Nascent Soul Level entity. If he were to ever face one, he would have his Essence Blood drained in an instant. Its True Blood was an exceptionally rare treasure. ’No wonder it can be used to breed a Three Cities Bloodthirsty Mosquito Mother,’ he thought.

"How many Blood Shadow Mosquitos does it take to breed one of these mutated Demon Mosquitos?"

"Out of ten million, you might get one or two. And as the bloodline thins over generations, it likely takes even more," Wu Yanlu stammered.

Blood Shadow Mosquitos reproduced quickly, but Yang Jing lacked the resources and blood-fodder needed to breed them on the scale of tens of millions. A dangerous glint appeared in his eyes as he stared at Wu Yanlu.

"You formed a blood contract with this Demon Mosquito?"

Wu Yanlu was terrified, knowing exactly what Yang Jing was thinking.

"Senior, Senior! I’ve already formed a blood contract with it! Once the contract is formed, the Blood Shadow Mosquito can’t accept a new master, even if you kill me! My family has a Secret Technique that can reliably breed the mutated ones! I’m willing to offer it to you! But... the technique requires a large number of Bone Marrow Transformation Pills. If you can’t gather enough, Senior, you can’t blame me!"

Not far away, Iron Head suddenly felt a chill run down his spine for reasons he couldn’t comprehend.