Chapter 210: Chapter 112: The Northern Pursuit

Yang Jing looked up at the sky. He could faintly sense that the Taixiao True Thunder of this region’s Taixiao Heaven was completely exhausted, and more than half of the Great Cave True Thunder from the Great Cave Heaven had been consumed as well.

It would take at least five years for them to recover.

During this period, using these two Thunder Techniques to summon thunder within the borders of the Liao Kingdom would result in greatly diminished power. As for the Spiritual Charm summoned by Ascending the Altar and Performing Magic, it would take more than a decade to recover.

In the Western Continent, because the Nine Heavens were sparse, the power of performing a Thunder Technique from an altar was capped, reaching the level of a Golden Core at most.

That was why the Celestial Thunder Technique—once a closely guarded secret of the Supreme Profound Upper Yang Sect and the Profound Pure Sect that not even ordinary True Disciples were qualified to practice—had seen its status steadily decline. Gradually, disciples from the other five sects also came to master parts of it.

“Junior Brother Yang, with such an astonishing Thunder Technique, you could have defeated that Red Evil True Demon all by yourself.”

Wang Xu said, a complex look in his eyes.

“Senior Brother Wang Xu, that’s an overstatement. If you hadn’t received my Token and rushed here day and night from outside the Northern Domain, I really would have struggled to keep this Red Evil True Demon from escaping.”

Yang Jing said modestly. He had secretly sent a Token to notify his senior brother, Wang Xu, a full seven days prior.

He could have mobilized other Flying Boats from the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion, but there were two reasons he hadn’t. First, this was a matter of life and death. Unlike Wang Xu, the other Yu Hou hadn’t undergone the Mansion’s meticulous vetting process and couldn’t be confirmed as completely reliable. Second, there were clever Demon Cultivators who would undoubtedly be monitoring any Flying Boats active within the Northern Domain Seven Kingdoms. Wang Xu’s Flying Boat, however, was stationed outside the Northern Domain in a standoff with the Four Demon Sects, giving his arrival the element of surprise.

“Countless Demon Cultivators are now fleeing north in disarray. This is the perfect opportunity for you, Senior Brother Wang Xu, to hunt them down and earn great merit. You should go on ahead,” Yang Jing said, looking at the Demon Suppression Soldiers on the Flying Boat.

Wang Xu let out a hearty laugh.

“In that case, I’ll go on ahead. We’ll see if I can’t catch a few of those Demon Sect whelps and earn some merit.”

Opportunities to hunt down True Disciples of the Demon Sect so wantonly were few and far between.

Under the control of the Array Master, the Flying Boat quickly soared into the air, chasing directly after the fleeing Demon Cultivators.

Yang Jing sat cross-legged on the Jade Platform and closed his eyes to recuperate.

While raising an altar to summon thunder didn’t require much Magical Power, the demands it placed on one’s Divine Sense were immense. Both summoning the Spiritual Essence and remotely controlling the Celestial Thunder consumed a massive amount of Divine Sense.

Therefore, while he currently had ample Magical Power, the majority of his Divine Sense had been depleted.

The Demon-Catching Tripod struggled to swallow one of the Red Evil True Demon’s feet.

The Celestial True Gang that Iron Head cultivated possessed powerful healing properties. He had only to regulate his breathing for a moment before his seemingly severe injuries eased considerably, and his flushed, red skin returned to normal.

Chi Yu sneakily poked Iron Head’s cheek, but a hair-thin strand of Great Cave True Thunder unexpectedly shot out and struck her fingertip, turning it bright red.

Seeing her look like she was about to cry, Yinjiao couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

“Senior Brother Iron Head still has a lot of Great Cave True Thunder accumulated in his body. If you don’t want to get zapped, you’d better not touch him for the next day or two.”

Chi Yu puffed up her cheeks and blew on her stinging finger. Due to her half-Profound Yin Blood Demon Bloodline, she had the worst resistance to Celestial Thunder among the four disciples.

Before long, the Cultivators from the Law Enforcement Team who had previously fled in panic returned. As low-ranking Junior Officials, they were experts at reading a room. Seeing Yang Jing meditating with his eyes closed, they immediately stood by respectfully, not even daring to breathe loudly.

From afar, they had sensed the intense fluctuations of Magical Power from the battle, a commotion so powerful it was as if the heavens were falling and the earth was cracking open.

In their eyes, Yang Jing was akin to a Divine Being. As for the dead Steward, Peng Menglin, he had already been cast to the back of their minds.

Someone recognized the corpse of the Red Evil True Demon, and their face went pale with absolute shock.

After meditating with his eyes closed for nearly three hours, Yang Jing barely managed to restore his Divine Sense to seventy percent.

When he opened his eyes, the Jade Platform was already surrounded by a massive crowd. Not a single Immortally Cultivation Clan from around Longwu Marketplace was absent; in fact, many from clans outside the Marketplace had rushed over as well.

Yang Jing also spotted members of the Peng Family, the Royal Family of the Liao Kingdom. The moment his gaze swept over them, they immediately plastered on fawning expressions.

His four disciples were encircled by the crowd. Iron Head and Yinjiao remained perfectly composed, but Ji Feng looked somewhat flustered. Chi Yu, however, was surrounded by a flock of chattering Female Cultivators, happily accepting every Spirit Fruit and pastry they offered. She gobbled everything down, stuffing her cheeks until they bulged.

These families had brought the most beautiful women of their clans, all hoping to secure a position as his concubine.

Yang Jing’s gaze finally landed on a group of Cultivators bound by ropes, kneeling on the ground.

A Cultivator from the Law Enforcement Team flew onto the Jade Platform, bowing as he approached. He held a Jade Box in his hands.

“Inspector Yang, the remaining three hundred seventy-eight members of the Shuijing Yu Family are all here. This is the ultimate treasure we confiscated from the Yu Family: the Kunli Earth Fire. We have come to present it to you.”

Yang Jing first scanned the Jade Box with his Grotto Dark Dharma Eye, only then using his Magical Power to lift it and open the lid.

He saw a pale yellow True Flame burning quietly atop a piece of murky, yellow Spiritual Jade. The moment the box was opened, an astonishing wave of heat billowed out.

The Law Enforcement Team Cultivator, who was only at the Qi Cultivation realm, was forced back several steps by the heat and struggled to remain standing.

“What a powerful Earth Element True Fire,” Yang Jing marveled.

At the speed he could currently condense Sun True Fire using the Nine Breath Qi Refining technique, it would take him at least a century of work to reach this stage.

He closed the Jade Box and accepted it; it would have been impolite to refuse.

This Earth Element True Fire was perfect for him and his disciples to use for refining the True and False Five Elements Wheel.

“Of the Shuijing Yu Family, all disciples outside the main branch who were not involved in dealings with Demon Cultivators are to be released without charge. The remaining disciples, along with the prisoners held in the Marketplace dungeons, are all to be sentenced for the crime of colluding with the Demon Sect,” Yang Jing declared.

Hearing Yang Jing’s words, the members of the Yu Family let out a collective, heavy sigh of relief. One after another, they kowtowed, striking their foreheads on the ground and shouting, “Inspector Yang is a paragon of justice!”

A single sentence from Yang Jing had allowed them to escape the punishment of having their souls extracted and even ensured the survival of the Yu Family itself.

“Has anyone gone in to see the Wei Clan Territory?”

The Law Enforcement Team Cultivator’s face turned green, and he looked like he was about to vomit again. He had, of course, gone inside to look. Even for a seasoned member of the Law Enforcement Team, the gruesome scene within had been too much to bear; he had thrown up last night’s dinner on the spot.

“First, gather all the valuables within the clan territory and seal them in the vaults. Do not move the bodies of the Wei Family disciples just yet. Let all the Cultivators from inside and outside the Marketplace go in and see for themselves the fate that awaits those who cooperate with Demon Cultivators,” Yang Jing commanded.

“Yes, yes.” The Law Enforcement Team Cultivator wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

“Furthermore, although ninety-nine percent of the Wei Family clan members died at the hands of Demon Cultivators, some inevitably slipped through the net. Apprehend every last one of them and make a public example of their execution.”

“Yes, Inspector Yang. We have already captured the Wei Family survivors within the Marketplace.”

Yang Jing nodded.

“Are Tan Mingyang and Yu Jingming present?”

After a long moment, Tan Mingyang finally pushed through the crowd below the Jade Platform, leading Yu Jingming with him. They walked cautiously up to Yang Jing.

“Inspector Yang.”

Yang Jing took a Token from within his robes and handed it to Tan Mingyang.

“Take this token to the Northern Army Governor’s Mansion. Someone there will receive you both and arrange a post for you. Cultivate well there from now on.”

Tan Mingyang cradled the Token in both hands as if it weighed a ton. He choked back a few sobs, rendered speechless. It was a pity that his good friends—Yu Jingming’s parents—could not live to see this day.

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