Chương 11: The Yin Yang Divine Needle

The Purple Spirit Tiger was an exceptionally ferocious spirit beast, boasting a powerful physique and blinding speed. It possessed two elemental affinities, Fire and Metal. Among Tier 1 spirit beasts, it had virtually no weaknesses. This particular Purple Spirit Tiger sat at the Tier 1, Medium Grade stage. Zhang Huaijin estimated that even a Qi Refining Realm level 6 cultivator would find this beast a genuine headache.

The Purple Spirit Tiger stared at the Spirit Beast Luring Incense, a flicker of rage igniting in its eyes. Boom! With a thunderous charge, its vicious claws came down and shattered the incense into pieces. Then it began sweeping its gaze across the surroundings, searching for any trace of a cultivator. This object was clearly a cultivator's tool, meant to lure spirit beasts. The human and Beast races had waged countless great wars over cultivation resources and spirit veins.

They were mortal enemies, locked in endless bloodshed with no hope of reconciliation. Zhang Huaijin's expression remained calm as he burst out from cover. The Blue Bamboo Sword whistled through the air, a blazing crimson sword light swirling around it. Fire attributed energy erupting from it.

"Heavenly Fire Sword!" Zhang Huaijin's soft chant hung in the air as the sword light materialized, slashing straight for the Purple Spirit Tiger's neck. Roar! The tiger unleashed a roar, a flash of disdain gleaming in its eyes. Its claws exploded with power, shattering Zhang Huaijin's attack in an instant. He didn't dare be careless. He raised his Nether Iron Shield and positioned it before his body. Clang!

The tiger's claws, blazing with combined Metal and Fire energy, formed a massive, meter wide spectral claw that tore through the air straight at him. Bang! The Nether Iron Shield rose to meet the attack and blocked it completely! Energy radiated outward in all directions as Zhang Huaijin swung his Blue Bamboo Sword once more, striking with the Heavenly Fire Sword aimed at the back of the tiger's neck.

At the same time, his Metal Finger Art shot out like silent, invisible darts, streaking straight for the tiger's eyes. He intended to blind the beast. But the Purple Spirit Tiger was a seasoned fighter. It leaped, and its tail whipped around with devastating force. Bang! The Blue Bamboo Sword was struck directly. Its spiritual aura dimmed, and it went flying back toward Zhang Huaijin. Massive purple tiger claws lashed out repeatedly, clashing with the Metal Finger Art in a shower of sparks and metallic shrieks.

Love this story? Find the genuine version on the author's preferred platform and support their work! Zhang Huaijin's attack shattered one after another. The Purple Spirit Tiger's physical body was incredibly robust, comparable to a Tier 1, Medium Grade spirit artifact. Aside from a relatively weak soul, this type of beast had almost no obvious flaws. Zhang Huaijin remained calm. The Blue Bamboo Sword returned to his side, and he channeled his spiritual energy into it, reigniting its brilliant sword light.

"Beast! Taste my blade!" Zhang Huaijin charged forward. The commotion of their battle was already drawing far too much attention. He had to finish off the Purple Spirit Tiger quickly. The tiger's eyes blazed with fury. Rumble! Zhang Huaijin fought with sword in one hand and shield in the other, exchanging blow after blow with the tiger. His Metal Finger Art flashed out without pause. Meanwhile, hidden in his palm were three Fireball Talismans, all Tier 1, Low Grade.

He planned to use them to disrupt the tiger's focus. The Metal Finger Art continued to shoot out, targeting the tiger's weak points. Soon, drops of blood appeared. Wounded, the Purple Spirit Tiger grew even more ferocious, its power surging. Zhang Huaijin crushed the Fireball Talismans. Three fist-sized fireballs erupted, shooting toward the tiger to box it in. And then, deep within Zhang Huaijin's soul, a swirling mass of black and white light coalesced, forming a single, hair-thin needle.

The Yin-Yang Divine Needle. Silent and invisible, it sliced through space. It moved like a shadow of light, piercing through the blazing elemental attacks and appearing directly before the tiger's brow. By the time the Purple Spirit Tiger sensed it, it was already far too late. Shhk! The Yin-Yang Divine Needle sank directly into the tiger's skull. A wave of soul force exploded outward. The Purple Spirit Tiger's fragile soul shattered instantly.

The ferocious beast's body froze mid snarl, its eyes filled with unwillingness. Then it crashed heavily to the ground. Zhang Huaijin moved with blinding speed. He stored the tiger's corpse, carefully cleaned up every last fragment of the Spirit Beast Luring Incense, turned, and hurried back to Heavenly Yang Mountain. Whoosh. Back inside the safety of his protective array, he sat cross legged, swallowed a pill to restore his spiritual energy, and began to recover.

Spiritual energy from the surroundings flowed into him and the chaotic energy within his body slowly began to settle. Fifteen minutes later, Zhang Huaijin opened his eyes.

'The Purple Spirit Tiger truly is a formidable fighter', he thought, a lingering trace of fear in his heart. He was currently only at the fourth level of Qi Refining Realm. Even with his considerable combat skills, killing a level 6 (Tier 1 mid grade) Purple Spirit Tiger would normally cost him dearly, likely leaving him severely injured. But after his Realm-Breaking Pearl devoured the corpse of the Fire Flame Serpent, The Primordial Tai Chi Visualization Diagram had bestowed upon him a Soul Cultivation Technique!

The Yin Yang Divine Needle. Zhang Huaijin's soul, constantly refined by The Primordial Tai Chi Visualization Diagram, was already powerful. His own innate comprehension was also exceptional, far above the ordinary. Cultivating a soul technique was like adding wings to a tiger, his combat power soared. The Yin Yang Divine Needle had no fixed rank. Zhang Huaijin could condense his soul force into this needle, allowing it to silently annihilate another's soul.

Currently, Zhang Huaijin's soul power was enough to condense three such needles! As his cultivation rose, the number of needles would only increase. Perhaps one day, he could condense an entire stream of them, flowing like the celestial river, cascading down to extinguish the souls of hundreds of thousands. The most important thing was that once a Yin Yang Divine Needle was condensed, it would never disappear. And The Primordial Tai Chi Visualization Diagram would constantly temper it.

In other words, the power of these needles would always keep pace with Zhang Huaijin's own soul force. Right now, his soul force could match that of a level 8 Qi Refining Realm cultivator. Therefore, the Yin Yang Divine Needle could unleash the power of a level 8 cultivator. And once it entered an opponent's spiritual sea, the seat of their soul, their own soul would be powerless to stop it. The power of Primordial Tai Chi could twist anything.

If a low tier cultivator's soul shattered, their body became nothing more than an empty shell. The Purple Spirit Tiger, though powerful, had a weak soul. That was why Zhang Huaijin had killed it with a single blow. He had simply annihilated its soul. The Yin Yang Divine Needle originated from the same source as The Primordial Tai Chi Visualization Diagram. And with Zhang Huaijin's comprehension, he grasped it instantly, condensing his very first needle! The Purple Spirit Tiger became its first victim.

After restoring his spiritual energy, Zhang Huaijin found the entire Heavenly Yang Mountain calm and peaceful. He let out a sigh of relief. In front of his simple hut, Zhang Huaijin worked quickly, expertly dismantling the tiger's corpse.

"Fangs, tail, claws, and bones..."

"The bones could be used to make medicinal wine... I think I'll keep them." Zhang Huaijin finished dismantling the tiger. He kept the useful materials for himself, along with about thirty pounds of the meat. As for the remaining flesh and blood, he did the same as before, he let The Realm-Breaking Pearl devour it. Moments later, the black and white energy within The Realm-Breaking Pearl visibly increased. A satisfied smile spread across Zhang Huaijin's face.