Chapter 625: Chapter Six Hundred Twenty-One: Break the Profound Jade

Just as Ji Qing didn’t know what to do, the Martial Ancestor of the Mi Clan noticed him. Any martial artist who inexplicably approached the battlefield while riding a spiritual beast would naturally have their intentions questioned.

“Who are you and what brings you to Xiling?” The Martial Ancestor from Bai Family stood proudly in mid-air, with his Spiritual Sword stretched out in front of him, questioning Ji Qing.

Ji Qing’s face displayed no emotion as he sized up the armed martial artist in front of him. He countered, “Who are you? And why are you attacking this place?”

Initially, Ji Qing didn’t recognize the martial artist from the Tang Clan. However, he could guess their identity by their specific martial arts practice. Those entrenched in North Mountain were undoubtedly members of the Tang Clan, a fact etched in his mind due to a lasting impression that was hard to forget. And the attackers must be the Mi Clan, the long-time rivals of the Tang Clan. Given the current battlefield situation, it seemed that the Mi Clan had the upper hand, hence Ji Qing’s curiosity.

When the swordsman heard Ji Qing’s calm counter-question, he pointed the tip of his sword towards Ji Qing’s throat in anger, saying “I’m the one questioning you now. Who are you and what are you doing in Lingjiang?”

Spiritual power erupted in a mighty burst, with the Spiritual Sword filled with spiritual power and becoming even more sharp, indicating that the swordsman was ready for battle.

“Don’t be impulsive.” As soon as Ji Qing saw the man make a move, he immediately dismounted from his spiritual beast, and stood in the air bowing and apologizing. “My name is Jia Ming, a martial ancestor from Shen Ping’s Jia Clan. I heard that there was a great war suddenly erupting between the Tang and Mi families in Xiling, so I came out of curiosity. I harbor no ill intentions and I hope you don’t take offense.”

“Hmph, at least you know your place.” As the Bai Family martial artist dispersed his spiritual strength and put away his Spiritual Sword, he arrogantly replied, “I am Bai Ang. This is the battlefield where our Bai Clan Alliance and the Tang Clan are fighting. Stay away, or don’t blame me for being rude.”

Initially, Bai Ang thought Ji Qing was of low cultivation because he was riding a spirit beast. But when Ji Qing managed to stand in the air, he recognized that Ji Qing was at least a Fierce Realm cultivator – weak, yes, but still capable of conversation. This changed Bai Ang’s attitude towards him.

While a martial artist may not be able to gauge the strength of someone else solely from their aura, a martial artist who becomes submissive as soon as a sword is pointed at his throat can’t be considered much of a threat, Bai Ang thought sarcastically.

No wonder they say men from Shen Ping City lack ambition. A martial artist from Fierce Realm begging for mercy as soon as a sword is pointed at them says a lot, Bai Ang thought further.

Ji Qing, with a flattering grin on his face, took out a jade from his bosom and held it out towards Bai Ang, approaching him slowly, looking quite vulnerable, and exuding a weak aura.

Bai Ang could tell at a glance that Ji Qing was using this beautiful jade to try and form a friendly relationship and fish out some information.

Indeed, the recent wars between the Tang and Mi Clans had not only alarmed Shen Ping City, but the entirety of the western part of Longzhou had been thrown into chaos. The epicenter of the war was undoubtedly Xiling, situated in the middle of Lingjiang.

Various noble families were sending out scouts to gather information about the battlefield. However, only a few dared to send in Wind Media to spy, with battles involving hundreds of Fierce Realm warriors, the leaking aura and the shock waves of the spiritual rhyme could injure scouts who were only just undergoing transformation. Thus, only Fierce Realm cultivators dared to approach the battlefield.

Bai Ang was sure by now that this Jia Ming was the leader of the Jia Clan’s Wind Media delegates and dismissed his earlier suspicions. However, being the warrior that he was, he still infused his Spiritual Sword with spiritual energy and kept it in front of him, saying, “What do you plan to do?”

At this point, both parties were less than ten meters apart. Ji Qing, whose face until now wore a flattering smile, suddenly turned cold as he flung the jade in his hand towards Jia Ming’s direction.

Bai Ang, startled, lifted his Spiritual Sword to deflect the jade that flew towards him like a streak of light. However, as soon as the sword’s spiritual energy came into contact with the jade, the jade exploded into numerous broken and disconnected rays of light, shooting towards him from all directions.

If this had happened to Bai Ang in the past, he would not have been able to deal with such a sudden attack. However, through his battlefield experience, he had developed a mature response strategy- he enveloped his entire body with a protective aura and activated his spiritual armor, especially focusing on protecting his head and neck. Then he quickly activated the Xuanji Jade embedded in his spiritual armor.

His primary goal was to protect himself, and if he sensed any danger, he would activate the Xuanji Jade. This was the advice given to him by the Clan head of the Bai Family before they went to war. Thanks to this, the Bai Family suffered the least casualties compared to the other members of the allied army.

To his surprise, the Xuanji Jade which had always been reliable seemed to have lost its effect. He could clearly sense that the teleportation arrays inside the jade had been activated, but they couldn’t form a formidable defence.

Bai Ang was startled but he had no opportunity to worry about why the Xuanji Jade failed him as Ji Qing was already in front of him. He barely had time to attack, and his sword traced an arcane trajectory towards his opponent.

However, Ji Qing didn’t dodge or evade; he simply reached out and grabbed the Spiritual Sword filled with spiritual energy. A tremor ran through the sword, Bai Ang felt a surge of formidable force transmitted to him through the sword, causing paralysis in his arm, and soon spreading to the rest of his body.

After successfully landing a hit, several spiritual needles appeared in Ji Qing’s hand, which he thrust into Bai Ang’s body. The high-grade Spiritual Armor couldn’t even withstand the onslaught, and as the spiritual needles pierced Bai Ang’s body, he completely lost control over the spiritual power within his body.

Bai Ang’s eyes were full of fury. If it weren’t for him diverting a large amount of spiritual energy into the Xuanji Jade, he wouldn’t have been defeated and captured with a single move.

Luckily, the commotion had already caught the attention of the other Martial Ancestors of the allied forces stationed in the distance. Ji MIng won’t be able to escape even if he had wings, Bai Ang thought resentfully.

However, when the squad of martial ancestors came rushing in to assist, Ji Qing simply grabbed Bai Ang by the neck and quickly retreated back to his spiritual beast. Just as he jumped onto the beast and activated the beast command, Ji Qing managed to escape just like this, right in front of everyone, taking Bai Ang hostage.

Atop the North Mountain Heavenly Platform, Tang Luo had been silently observing the battlefield when he saw this scene. His eyes lit up with an indescribable radiance as he muttered to himself, “This jade, it is quite interesting.”

As an outstanding martial art researcher, Tang Luo had often considered how to counter the Xuanji Jade – a major problem for the rich and powerful.

Although the Xuanji Jade greatly increased the survival rate of martial artists in the Fierce Realm, it didn’t mean that those with Xuanji jade had become invincible. There were many large formations in the world that could suppress the effect of Xuanji Jade, for example, the Golden Light Formation of the Martial Hall could nullify the effect of the Xuanji Jade.

However, he had never heard of something like a simple toss of a jade being able to cause the Xuanji Jade to malfunction. This alone caused Tang Luo to realize the depth of influence and power of the sacred lands over noble houses.

Even after a thousand years of decline, the Han family still held absolute power over the ordinary nobility’s martial ancestors.

This power was reflected not only in the differences in their martial arts, physical strength, and insights but also in their vision for martial arts research and development.

A sudden realization dawned upon Tang Luo, helping him understand some things.

The ones who eradicated the Yun Clan must have been of the sacred noble lineage. Otherwise, with the abundant resources of the Yun Clan, the Xuanji Jade would have been readily available to them. Even if their clan was attacked, a large number of martial ancestors would have been able to escape.

No wonder Yun Piaopiao insisted on avenging herself against the Tang Clan; the blame cast upon them was not unwarranted.