A Mortal's Start in the Spirit Beast Mountain

Chapter 102 Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk

Chapter 102 Ten Thousand Year Spirit Milk

The old man with the golden gu constricted his pupils and hurriedly manipulated the remaining corpse puppets to gather together. The green orb in his palm shone brightly, creating a thick green mist barrier that blocked the three-colored flames from entering.

Immediately afterward, he changed his incantation, and the corpse puppets simultaneously threw the orbs into the air. The green mist suddenly spun violently, even drawing the three fire dragons into the vortex.

"This kid has endless tricks up his sleeve. We must not let him grow, or he will become a major threat!" The old man with the golden gu had a sinister look in his eyes and was filled with killing intent. Even if it cost him his cultivation, he would still capture Luo Ming today.

He suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood essence, which turned into blood streaks that landed on the corpse puppets. The corpse puppets' aura suddenly surged several times over, and the green mist vortex doubled in size, rotating so fast that it almost tore the air apart. It transformed into a green tornado that blotted out the sky, carrying the power to incinerate everything, and fiercely crashed into the Xuanbo Spirit Trapping Array.

The three fire dragons were swallowed by the tornado without even causing a ripple. The Xuanbo Spirit-Trapping Array, already riddled with holes from the green mist, was struck by the tornado and shattered after only a few breaths. The array flags collapsed in response, and as fragments flew, the array's spiritual light completely dissipated.

However, at the very moment the formation shattered, a golden-blue streak of light shot through the air like a thunderclap, moving so fast it almost tore the air apart, and in an instant it reached the old man with the golden gu.

"What kind of magic weapon is this?" The old man was shocked and quickly summoned a dark blue shield to block in front of him.

This Azure Spirit Shield has been with him for many years. Its material is hard and it has blocked fatal blows for him several times. It is his most trusted defensive magic weapon.

"clang!"

The golden-blue flowing light wolf slammed into the Azure Spirit Shield, revealing its true form as a sharp cone-shaped magical artifact phantom, which was none other than Luo Ming's treasured Golden Wind Cone Talisman.

"This treasure is powerful, but unfortunately it is not the real thing, so it is still a bit lacking in strength." Luo Ming said with a slight regret, but his finger techniques did not stop. The golden wind cone phantom suddenly accelerated, like a high-speed rotating drill, and fiercely crushed the Azure Spirit Shield.

"Click—"

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The crisp cracking sound was extremely piercing. The surface of the Azure Spirit Shield was instantly covered with cracks, and then it shattered with a bang.

The old man with the golden gu suddenly narrowed his eyes, his face full of disbelief. His Azure Spirit Shield was a magic weapon, and even a full-force attack from an ordinary early-stage Core Formation cultivator could hardly damage it. How could the opponent's talisman have such power? Could it be that it was made by a Nascent Soul old monster using his natal magic weapon?

"This person is definitely a descendant of a Nascent Soul cultivator! Run!" The old man dared not linger in battle, and disregarded the loss of his magical artifact, hurriedly trying to put away the corpse puppet and escape.

But just as he activated his escape light, a clear and melodious bell suddenly rang out. The sound waves of the Bewitching Heart Bell Talisman penetrated his sea of ​​consciousness, causing him to freeze for a moment. In that brief delay, the illusory image of the Golden Wind Cone had already pierced through his dantian, and as the golden light surged, it pulverized his body.

Amidst the blood mist, a golden primordial spirit emerged, carrying a palm-sized golden-winged centipede. The centipede spread its wings, transforming into a golden rainbow that swept dozens of feet away in the blink of an eye, its speed astonishing.

"Hmph, trying to run away?" Luo Ming's eyes were icy, his divine sense already locked onto that primordial spirit. He recognized the golden-winged centipede; it was a rare, fast-moving demonic beast.

Since they had already formed a deadly feud, he naturally wouldn't let the other party's soul escape, otherwise he would surely suffer a crazy revenge in the future.

Just as the golden-winged centipede was about to escape from the cave, several invisible flying blades suddenly came towards it. They were so fast that even the old man's primordial spirit could not react in time.

Although the golden-winged centipede was very fast, its body was not as strong as it seemed. It was directly cut into several pieces by the wind-fox beast that had been lying in ambush in front of it. The pieces fell to the ground, and its flesh and blood flowed onto the surrounding rocks, which were corroded and pitted in the blink of an eye. It was clear that its flesh and blood contained a deadly poison.

Just then, a wisp of black mist swept in and sucked the Golden Gu Elder's primordial spirit, who had no time to escape, into it. It then pulled him into a pitch-black soul banner, which was the Thousand Demon Banner that Luo Ming had just seized the opportunity to summon.

This banner is most effective at dealing with souls and spirits, after all, it is the primordial spirit of a Core Formation stage cultivator, making it perfect for nourishing the Thousand Demon Banner.

"Fellow Daoist, let's talk this out. I am willing to serve you as my master."

Seeing that Luo Ming was about to kill him, the Golden Gu Elder hurriedly shouted and begged for mercy, no longer displaying his arrogant demeanor from before.

He had cultivated as a rogue cultivator for over three hundred years. Although he was very unwilling to fall into Luo Ming's hands today, he knew that he had to bend down when necessary, which was better than being beaten to death.

Upon hearing the other party's words, Luo Ming's heart stirred.

There aren't many demon souls inside the Thousand Demon Banner, and their intelligence is relatively low. If this person's primordial spirit were to be the main soul inside to coordinate and command, then controlling this treasure would be much easier for him.

Thinking of this, Luo Ming narrowed his eyes, reached out and captured the other party's primordial spirit in his hand, and said coldly, "Relax your mind and let me place a restriction on you."

The old man with the golden gu naturally cooperated with Luo Ming's actions without daring to resist in the slightest, for fear that he would be displeased by Luo Ming if he reacted too slowly.

After planting a soul restriction in the other party's primordial spirit, Luo Ming took the other party into the Thousand Demon Banner and was finally relieved. Now that there were no powerful demon souls in the banner, this person's primordial spirit still greatly enhanced the power of the Thousand Demon Banner.

He put away the other party's storage bag, and glanced at the golden-backed centipede with some regret. Its strength had reached level four, but unfortunately it was easily dealt with by the wind fox beast.

The remaining body was also mercilessly devoured by the Gold-Eating Insects. Before long, all the flesh and blood in this area, including the old man with the Golden Gu, were completely devoured by the Gold-Eating Insects, leaving no trace.

"These Gold-Eating Insects are indeed domineering. After cultivating them for several decades, tens of thousands of them attacking together will definitely be able to sweep away Core Formation stage cultivators."

Luo Ming looked at the Gold-Eating Insect with satisfaction, then put it into his spirit beast pouch.

"Huh, what's this?"

Just as Luo Ming was about to leave, his divine sense suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a drop of milky white liquid floating below the spot where he had just collected the Spirit Eye Spring. He had been in a hurry to deal with the Golden Gu Old Man after collecting the Spirit Eye Spring and hadn't looked at it carefully.

Now that the matter has been resolved, the anomaly here has naturally been discovered.

"Milk-white, containing a large amount of spiritual energy... isn't that ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk?" Luo Ming exclaimed excitedly.

He remembered that the Spirit Eye Spring, after being nurtured for a long time, could indeed produce a very small amount of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk. This spiritual milk was extremely precious; just one drop could instantly restore a large amount of mana to a high-level cultivator. For cultivators, it was a precious spiritual item that they could only desire but could not obtain.

However, this item is extremely expensive, often selling for tens of thousands of spirit stones per drop, and it is often priceless.

In his view, this drop of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk must have just been conceived by this spiritual eye spring in recent years. Although the amount was somewhat small, Luo Ming couldn't help but get excited when he thought of the Spirit Gathering Cauldron.

After collecting the drop of ten-thousand-year-old spiritual milk, Luo Ming glanced coldly into the distance before riding away in his escape light.

Not long after Luo Ming left, several Foundation Establishment cultivators cautiously approached.