owlsbooks Chapter 80 A Bountiful Harvest
Chapter 80 A Bountiful Harvest
[Recovery: Mid-stage Fetal Breathing "Iron-Backed Azure Bear" Demon Body *1]
[Extract: Tier 1 Mid-grade Spiritual Material "Iron Spine Azure Bone" *1, "Demon Essence" *1, "Iron-Backed Azure Bear Spirit Soul" *1]
The three orbs of light that flew out of the small cauldron were all crimson red, but differed in depth.
Therefore, it is evident that the materials used this time can be considered excellent.
Chen Bai didn't look closely, he only glanced at it briefly.
A foot-long, arched vertebrae emitted a faint, shimmering blue light; a pure, flawless demonic essence crystal; and a miniature demonic bear soul, lifelike in its form.
He turned around and walked to the corpse of the Fiery Horned Rhinoceros, and did the same thing.
That fire rhinoceros beast's cultivation was more profound than that of the iron-backed bear.
And after the humming sound of the small cauldron...
[Collection: Corpse of a Mid-Stage "Fiery Horned Rhinoceros" Monster]
Extract: 1 x Rank 1 Mid-Grade Spirit Material "Fiery Rhinoceros Armor", 1 x "Demon Essence Essence"
First-grade superior spiritual material "Sky-reaching Rhinoceros Horn" *1, "Fiery Rhinoceros Essence" *1
Within his sea of consciousness, Chen Bai gazed at the four crimson orbs of light that flew out of the small cauldron, and felt an overwhelming joy in his heart.
"Fortune favors the bold, and this fire rhinoceros has delivered such a wonderful surprise... a full four!"
This recovery not only yielded the complete armor of the fire rhinoceros beast, but also fused and refined its two horns, one large and one small, into a top-grade spiritual material called "Heaven-Reaching Rhinoceros Horn".
Two complete monster carcasses.
They submitted a total of three spiritual materials, two essences of demonic energy, and two spirits that retained most of their strength from their previous lives.
This harvest is truly substantial.
A slight smile finally appeared on Chen Bai's lips, which he then quickly suppressed.
The harvest was plentiful, but he knew it was not the time to take stock and rejoice.
More than half the time had passed, and he had to finish up as soon as possible and erase all traces of his existence.
He quickly searched the lairs of both monsters.
Besides piles of bones, the two nests also contained a considerable amount of spiritual materials that the demonic beasts had collected as "collectibles."
Some unidentified fragments of ore, a few broken pieces of magical artifacts, and a few medicinal herbs haphazardly stuffed into the cracks in the rocks.
Chen Bai didn't have time to examine them carefully; he simply put all the odds and ends into his bag.
Deep within the cave of the Fiery Horned Rhinoceros, a vermilion spiritual herb was discovered, bearing seven crimson fruits that shimmered with seven-colored light and continuously emitted a unique fragrance.
He carefully dug it out by the roots and kept it safe.
Although he didn't recognize the herb, the fact that the Fiery Horned Rhinoceros had specially kept it in the deepest part of its nest meant it was probably no ordinary plant.
The monster had been waiting for a long time, and it was almost ripe when Chen Bai managed to snatch it up.
Even if it were to come back to life, upon seeing this scene, it would probably be so angry that it would die of anger again.
After finishing everything, Chen Bai looked up and glanced at the sky.
The waning moon is setting in the west.
It was coated with a faint layer of blood.
"It's time to go..."
He took one last look around at the devastation at the bottom of the valley.
The shattered rock walls, the swirling mud, the fallen vegetation, and the lingering smell of burnt flesh and blood in the air—
Then he turned and walked towards the valley entrance.
Their steps were light and quick.
A few sticks of incense burned before a hidden pile of rocks, the encampment of the Spirit Sword Sect.
A broad smile played on Xue Zhen's lips as he listened intently to the earth-shattering roar of a demonic beast echoing from afar, and his mood improved uncontrollably.
"A fight broke out..."
He muttered to himself, the last syllable carrying an barely suppressed sense of pleasure.
Yao Ye sat upright on the tiger's back, his hands crossed in front of his knees. Hearing this, he simply hummed softly and said nothing more.
Xue Zhen turned around, strode back to the center of the camp, and clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.
His gaze swept across everyone's faces, finally settling on Wu Liang and Lü An.
Their faces were now deathly pale.
Wu Liang, in particular, had eyes that were usually sharp and smiling but were now dull and lifeless. His hand, which was tightly gripping the map, loosened and tightened again and again.
Lu An huddled to one side, clutching his alchemy furnace tightly as if it were a lifeline.
"Did you all hear that?"
Xue Zhen said in a clear voice, his tone as relaxed as if he were talking about the moonlight tonight, "Those three fellow Daoists have lured the demon beast away as promised!"
Those two roars just now must have been the sounds of their encounter with the demonic beasts.
Wow, that's quite an impressive feat to pull off.
He paused for a moment, his gaze seemingly casually drifting towards Wu Liang and Lü An, the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth almost undisguised: "It seems these three fellow Daoists really do trust people."
"If you manage to return alive, after reporting to the sect, I, Xue, will certainly petition for commendation and reward for the three fellow Daoists."
Wu Liang's lips moved slightly, and he whispered, "Manager Xue—"
"Hmm?" Xue Zhen raised an eyebrow at him. "Does Fellow Daoist Wu have something to say?"
Wu Liang opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but faced with Xue Zhen's ambiguous smiling eyes, he couldn't utter a word.
He eventually just lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously tracing the edge of the map, his knuckles trembling slightly.
Lu An simply closed his eyes, hugged the incense burner to his chest, and the pale green medicinal smoke emanating from the burner swirled around his face, obscuring his expression.
Looking at the two of them like this, Xue Zhen's contempt deepened.
He likes to see people like this.
Shame, guilt, helplessness... but they could only endure it. It was time for these rogue cultivators to taste this bitterness too.
He turned and walked back to Yao Ye's side, stood with his arms crossed, and continued to look at the distant mountains.
He heard the Iron-Backed Bear's roar so clearly just now!
With one palm strike, at least one or two of the three rogue cultivators sent out would die, especially that kid Chen Bai; the other two would just be casualties.
Perhaps all three of them will be lost; that would be the best outcome.
"This feeling is even more comforting than drinking a pot of the finest spiritual wine..."
Xue Zhen habitually squinted, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up.
Yao Ye glanced down at the bronze mirror, then looked away and said calmly, "Have the team prepare to set off. Now that the demonic beasts have been lured away, there's no need to wait any longer."
Xue Zhen responded, then turned and waved his hand at the crowd: "Everyone, prepare yourselves and cross the border immediately!"
The group regrouped, with the two remaining rogue cultivators at the front, Yao Ye riding his tiger demon in the middle, and the outer disciples bringing up the rear.
Under the moonlight, the entire group moved silently and swiftly through the valley and dense forest, into the territory belonging to the Ironback Bear.
The roadside was eerily quiet.
The territory still retained the aura of demonic beasts, but the oppressive aura of a demonic beast in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm had disappeared.
Half an incense stick later.
The team passed through the entire territory safely, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
According to the map, after removing a few more patches of scabies, you will reach the mine at your target location.
Just then, an outer disciple suddenly stopped, pointed to a crooked old pine tree by the roadside, and exclaimed in a low voice, "Who's there?"