Chapter 92: Object Control Art Perfected

Deep within the Star Desolate Grasslands.

By slaying Star Demons and referencing the materials provided by Commander Zhang, Jiang Changkong had roughly figured things out. It was no exaggeration to say this place was teeming with Star Sea Level beings.

However, these Star Demons operated in groups led by a Star Sea Level demon, accompanied by Star Cloud Level ones.

Each squad had one Star Sea Star Demon.

As for whether there were Star Gate Level Star Demons deeper in, the materials noted that yes, there were.

The military rarely encountered such Star Demons. On the rare occasions they did, they relied on bombs or combat armor to deal with them.

In terms of hunting Star Gate Star Demons with one’s own strength, no one in Jiangcheng had achieved it yet—except for Jiang Changkong.

With his current strength, he could handle slaying Star Demons at the Star Gate Initial Stage.

But if he ventured deeper, who knew if he might encounter Star Gate Peak Level ones.

Jiang Changkong didn’t want to court death. Plus, there were plenty of Star Demon squads here, sometimes two within a hundred meters.

So, he stayed nearby to hunt Star Demons.

Although he didn’t have the Primal Martial Compass, his five senses were already extremely sharp, giving him an advantage over relying on the compass.

Estimating the distance, this place was far from the military’s main forces. Even at full speed, it would take him half a day to reach them.

As for the school, it was about the same distance. Acting here wouldn’t affect them.

Finding Star Demons was too troublesome, so Jiang Changkong resorted to his old trick again.

Using blood energy as bait, he lured and slaughtered all the Star Demons.

Both the Bronze Skin Iron Bone Technique and the Tai Chi Fist Scripture had reached complete perfection. Before his Star Power and stamina ran out, he’d just charge out.

Soaring blood energy rose once more, stirring the Star Demons again.

One after another, Star Demons charged forth, raising clouds of dust, cracking the earth, and shredding the weeds.

Jiang Changkong stood with his hands behind his back, using the Object Control Technique to manipulate his long blade, paired with the Flame Blade.

Endless blade light flashed, the long blade moved like a dragon, weaving through the horde of Star Demons.

Star Demons fell, flames scorched, but before long, the fires were extinguished by the blood.

He used the Flame Blade, not the Golden Flame.

The Golden Flame was hard to extinguish, and he worried it would drain his Essence, Qi, and Spirit, as well as affect the blood energy.

The blood energy arched like a rainbow, dyeing the night sky red.

Jiang Changkong occasionally extracted Essence, Qi, and Spirit, adding it to the Object Control Technique and replenishing his Star Power.

When tired, he hid to rest; when refreshed, he continued killing.

With his previous experience, Jiang Changkong played it safe this time.

After a night of slaughter, Jiang Changkong was pleasantly surprised to find he had over 8,000 units of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

Although there were fewer Second Tier ones, the sheer quantity made him regret not coming here earlier.

At this rate, he only needed seven or eight days to elevate the Object Control Technique to Low-grade Superior Martial Arts, Star Sea Level.

In about ten days, he could reach Star Sea Perfection!

Fired up, Jiang Changkong grew even more motivated. On the second day, he outright abandoned using the Object Control Technique.

The Object Control Technique was still at a low level, hindering his performance.

He switched directly to the Tai Chi Fist Scripture, charging and killing with fist and foot techniques. The Essence, Qi, and Spirit yield was even greater—over 9,000, nearly 10,000!

Jiang Changkong constantly shifted locations. There was no choice—once he cleared the Star Demons in one area, he had to move elsewhere.

The relentless fighting continued uninterrupted for twelve days, until Jiang Changkong finally elevated the Object Control Technique to Low-grade Superior Perfection.

Jiang Changkong: Star Sea Peak

Low-grade Superior Martial Arts:

Bronze Skin Iron Bone Technique: Perfection 128,000/128,000

Tai Chi Fist Scripture: Perfection 128,000/128,000

Three Blades Without Trace: Perfection 1/128,000

Blazing Fire Technique: Perfection 1/128,000

Object Control Technique: Perfection 1/128,000

Essence, Qi, and Spirit: 7,098

Using the Object Control Technique to wield the Three Blades Without Trace still had a slight flaw, but it wasn’t a major issue.

Combined with the Blazing Fire Blade Technique, it was already perfect.

The Flame Blade swept across, its fiery Blade Qi overflowing, soaring and diving through the sky, its power not the slightest bit diminished.

The Star Power of the Object Control Technique wasn’t particularly lethal, but it allowed him to wield the blade perfectly.

“I wonder how the Taiji Diagram fares?”

Jiang Changkong’s mind stirred, and the Taiji Diagram manifested.

Controlled by the Object Control Technique, the Taiji Diagram moved as he willed, drifting up and down. Like the Three Blades Without Trace, it had slight imperfections.

But that didn’t matter. Once the Object Control Technique was also perfected, everything would be flawless.

Next, it was time to fully perfect all three martial arts and charge toward the Star Gate!

Jiang Changkong moved to another location. The nearby area had been nearly cleared out, and the stench was overwhelming.

He hurried along, but not long after setting off, several voices engaged in conversation reached his ears.

“Another boring trip,” came a slightly dissatisfied voice.

“How could it be boring? Isn’t there still Lu Wuhai from Jiangcheng Martial Arts School?”

A woman’s voice chimed in, tinged with a hint of disdain: “He should be able to withstand two moves from you.”

“Two moves? You think too highly of him. He’s about on par with the teachers and principal of Jiangcheng School.”

The dissatisfied voice continued: “I just don’t understand why I was called to this godforsaken place.”

“Perhaps some geniuses will emerge from other cities, worthy of our attention,” another voice added.

“Don’t try to fool me.”

A frustrated voice spoke up: “This Golden Star Qi was won by us from Jiangcheng at the Martial Arts Exchange Meeting. They won’t contest it again.

Other cities wouldn’t bother coming all this way for nothing, either. After all, a wisp of Golden Star Qi isn’t worth much.”

Following the voices, Jiang Changkong approached and saw four people.

Three men and one woman—one at the Star Sea Peak and three at the late Star Sea Stage!

All four looked quite young, around twenty years old.

The leader at the Star Sea Peak was handsome, with black hair cascading over his shoulders and a faint smile, remaining silent.

One was burly, with muscles like coiled dragons and bronze skin—the one who had spoken in frustration earlier.

The woman was quite attractive, though slightly less so than his female comrade and the food-loving girl.

The last man was lean and wiry, with a scar covering half his face, giving him a fierce appearance.

With such strength at their age, it was truly terrifying.

Ji Ziling and Ying Yanxue were both top students at the Martial Arts School, yet they were only at the Early Star Sea Stage.

“Golden Star Qi?”

Jiang Changkong pondered—what was this Golden Star Qi?

The burly man spoke again: “This time will surely be like before—we’ll take the Golden Star Qi back to the city without any trouble.”

“You can ask Yang Chengan. He’s the local and did some research before coming.

By the way, if someone truly remarkable emerges and snatches the Golden Star Qi, the mission will be a failure.”

The man with black hair draped over his shoulders said lightly.

“It doesn’t matter. If they can defeat me, not only can they take the Golden Star Qi, I’ll even give them my blade,” the burly man said earnestly.

The scarred man, who had remained silent until now, finally spoke: “Lu Wuhai is already dead. He was executed by his junior for smuggling firearms.”

“Huh? Dead? His junior?” The burly man and the woman were startled. “Has Jiangcheng really produced someone remarkable?”

“That’s the news I just uncovered.”

Yang Chengan said calmly: “But Pang Yun will be disappointed. When Lu Wuhai died, he was only at the Mid Star Sea Stage, and his junior is about the same.”

“Mid Star Sea Stage? This Lu Wuhai is too pathetic. I actually thought Jiangcheng had produced a somewhat decent talent before.”

The black-haired man with hair draped over his shoulders scoffed.

“Can’t even find a single opponent, how boring. How about it, senior, let’s fight another round?”

The burly man Pang Yun said disappointedly.

The leading man’s smile stiffened: “You martial fanatic, battle maniac. How many times have I beaten you already, yet you still don’t know fear.”

Pang Yun paid no mind to these words, instead his fighting spirit soared: “Men are born for battle. If you lose, just fight again.”

The three: “…”

Jiang Changkong watched the four walk away, then sent a message to inquire with his female senior about the matter of the Golden Star Qi.

Soon, the female senior replied.

Golden Star Qi is a great treasure of the Star Desolate Grasslands, formed when the heavens and earth underwent an Aberration and Star Power scattered across the land.

Adding it to a weapon can make the weapon sharper.

If one practices metal-attribute martial arts, they can absorb the Golden Star Qi to enhance their own strength.

Initially, there was a lot of Golden Star Qi, and it was very powerful—just a wisp of it was more than a Star Gate Martial Artist could withstand.

Now, it takes several years to condense a single strand, barely enough to strengthen top-tier weapons of the lower three stages.

Moreover, this Golden Star Qi was already given to the Jiangshui City Martial Arts School several years ago—it belongs to them now.

Having clarified this, Jiang Changkong lost interest. He might as well go kill Star Demons himself.

For strengthening weapons, he had Starlight Meteorite Iron.