Chapter 242: The Pure Yang Technique, Open to All Clan Members

This was why he could rapidly break through to the Seventh Layer of the Primordial Realm during this period!

Such an astonishing cultivation speed filled him with confidence that he would become the third Purple Mansion cultivator among the younger generation, following Jiang Chen and Jiang Yan!

Then, Jiang Ming lowered his head and gazed at the giant bear's corpse.

With a thought, he activated the power of Shi Zhu, instantly plundering the residual blood qi from the beast's body, causing its once-towering frame to wither rapidly, becoming utterly desiccated, then crumbling into dust.

Feeling another thread of purple energy added to Shi Zhu, Jiang Ming smiled, then hefted his spear and turned away, heading back toward Cangwu Mountain.

Not long after, Jiang Ming crossed the stone steps and arrived at the Shanmen.

The clan members guarding the Shanmen, who had been chatting idly, immediately fell silent and bowed respectfully: "We pay our respects to Brother Jiang Ming."

In recent days, Jiang Ming had frequently accepted clan missions and descended the mountain to battle ferocious beasts.

The intensity of his battles left everyone in awe.

After all, Cangwu Mountain's environment was so superior that most preferred to remain on the mountain to cultivate, utterly unwilling to descend.

Thus, those like Jiang Ming—unwilling to remain complacent and possessing great courage—remained few and far between.

Facing their bows, Jiang Ming did not grow arrogant; he immediately returned their greetings.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, he crossed the Shanmen and ascended the mountain.

Watching Jiang Ming's retreating figure, all the Shanmen guards felt profound reverence.

"Have you noticed how Jiang Ming's aura has become even more terrifying?"

"Of course—and there's also an incredibly thick stench of blood... and killing intent!"

"After so many battles, how strong do you think Jiang Ming's combat ability is now? Could he rank among the top five of the younger generation?"

"Not only that—what's most terrifying about Jiang Ming is his cultivation base! He keeps breaking through during battle; he'll likely reach the Purple Mansion soon!"

"Given his current performance, by the end of this month, won't he join Jiang Chen and Jiang Yan as the first core clan members?"

The group sighed in amazement.

By now, information about the clan's honor rank system had spread throughout all of Cangwu Mountain.

Everyone was anxious, frantically striving to prove themselves, desperate to make the list and enjoy higher privileges!

On the other side.

Jiang Ming hurried to the Mission Hall.

After submitting the Red Bear's eye and completing the clan mission,

a substantial amount of contribution points was credited to his identity token.

Seeing his contribution points now sufficient, he immediately rushed to the Scripture Pavilion.

At this moment, the guardian of the Scripture Pavilion was a branch-pulse Elder of the Purple Mansion Realm.

After verifying his identity through the token,

Jiang Ming stepped into the Scripture Pavilion and began searching among the densely packed shelves of books for the Earth-grade Lower-tier technique he desired.

Ten breaths later.

He successfully found his target.

Just as he prepared to spend his contribution points to exchange for it,

he suddenly noticed, positioned above it, a technique he had never heard of before.

The Pure Yang Technique

A new technique?

Jiang Ming's eyes lit up.

He knew well that the placement of techniques was deliberate.

Although no rank was labeled on it,

being placed above Earth-grade Lower-tier techniques meant it must be far more extraordinary!

Could this be an Earth-grade Middle-tier technique? Or even... Earth-grade Upper-tier?!

Thinking this, Jiang Ming's pupils contracted, his heart instantly burning with heat.

Yet this heat came swiftly and faded just as quickly.

For he understood that the contribution points he had hoarded were barely enough to exchange for an Earth-grade Lower-tier technique.

How could he possibly afford a higher-grade technique?

Jiang Ming shook his head and was about to withdraw his gaze.

But at that moment, he accidentally noticed the label beneath the Pure Yang Technique showed the required contribution points were even fewer than those for the Earth-grade Lower-tier technique below it!

How was this possible?

Jiang Ming rubbed his eyes, stared again and again, and finally confirmed he had not misread.

Upon closer inspection, he also noticed at the end of the label:

A brief description of the Pure Yang Technique, stating it was merely Volume One, with three more volumes to follow!

Seeing this, Jiang Ming finally understood.

"So it's just the price of one volume—no wonder the contribution points required are so low..."

Jiang Ming murmured.

Then he shifted his tone: "Even just Volume One requires far more contribution points than an Xuan-grade Supreme technique, nearly approaching Earth-grade Lower-tier—what power would the full four volumes possess together?"

Thinking this, Jiang Ming no longer hesitated—he immediately prepared to exchange for the Pure Yang Technique.

Under the Elder's watchful gaze, he first deducted the contribution points, then picked up the Pure Yang Technique and began flipping through it.

As he gazed at the profound and mysterious cultivation methods within,

Jiang Ming became utterly absorbed, his expression growing even more delighted—he instantly felt he'd made an incredible gain!

The Primordial Realm section alone was extraordinary; once he reached the Purple Mansion and forged Pure Yang Qi, he would be utterly unmatched!

At this moment, he could not help but admire the clan chief's grand vision.

This unprecedented divine art was simply displayed out in the open, with no restrictions whatsoever—anyone could exchange for it.

The clan chief is truly fearless, not even worrying someone might leak it out.

Yet, this Pure Yang Art has truly helped me immensely!

Jiang Ming clenched his fists, his heart surging with intense emotion.

With the Pure Yang Art and the purple qi within Shi Zhu, he was confident he could reach the Purple Mansion realm within ten days!!

And this meant.

He finally had a chance to catch up with the clan's two prodigies.

In the future, he had even greater hope of representing the Yuheng lineage in the Seven Lineages Grand Competition and securing a ranking!

Two days later.

Jiang Zhi, while practicing swordplay, suddenly felt something strange in her body.

A mysterious force surged wildly within her, making her sword movements lighter and swifter.

The invisible sword qi radiating from her body also grew sharper, utterly unstoppable!

Gu Xingjian, who was sparring with Jiang Zhi, immediately sensed this change.

He halted his movements, sheathed his sword, his eyes filled with shock and doubt.

For the strength of the sword qi she was now emitting had severely exceeded the norm—it simply could not be the power of someone at this realm!

Yet, this was not even the most astonishing thing.

The next moment.

An invisible force, brimming with immense power, emerged around Jiang Zhi.

Hummm... hummm... hummm...

At the same time, every sword held by all clan members—whether drawn or still in its scabbard—began to tremble, emitting a sharp, ringing hum.