Cultivation begins with ice harvesters

Chapter 108: The Niu Brothers

"Grandfather was already quite old, and he suffered such a severe injury because he wanted to leave some resources for the three of us. This combined poison from the Blood Fiend Frost Toad is not something that can be countered by ordinary elixirs. Only a detoxifying elixir made by a master alchemist of the Chen family who is proficient in water refining can have a counteracting effect."

"This dragon-ox spirit turtle is a key ingredient he urgently needs to refine a certain elixir. Only by offering it up can we hope to gain his assistance."

The leading cultivator explained the purpose of the Jiao Niu Ling Gui very clearly, since only by working together could they possibly discover and eliminate the demon beasts.

The sounds of the three cultivators talking on the ice gradually faded away, but the sounds of various magical artifacts exploring and striking each other became more and more frequent, and were rapidly surrounding the entrance to the lair of the Flood Dragon, Bull, and Spirit Turtle.

Although the icy expanse stretches to the horizon, any trace will vanish without a trace after a night of raging cold winds and snow.

However, for cultivators, as long as they have a clear goal and can define a general area, they are not lacking in methods to find demonic beasts.

"We were just about to leave when an unexpected visitor appeared. It's not easy to slip away silently in this vast expanse of ice."

"It seems we have no choice but to confront them directly today, but I wonder what their cultivation levels are?"

As time passed, the three cultivators gradually drew closer, and Tong Bingfeng had no choice but to make a decision: unable to escape smoothly, he had no choice but to confront them head-on.

Hunting demonic beasts is a resource, and hunting cultivators is also a resource; the spiritual items they carry are the most valuable spoils of war.

Even when outmatched, he still has a flying artifact to aid him, allowing him to escape, which is the source of his true confidence.

Perhaps one of the three cultivators also possesses a flying artifact, but given the price of flying artifacts, it's impossible for all three to be equipped with one.

He was no match for three opponents, but in a one-on-one fight, he showed no fear whatsoever. He might not be able to win, but he was confident he could escape unscathed.

"Fellow Daoists, what brings you here? Why are you making such a racket outside the cave?"

Tong Bingfeng, his face contorted with rage and ferocity, appeared first at the entrance to the cave of the Flood Dragon Bull Turtle. He immediately launched into a tirade, his words utterly rude. With a crystal gourd in his left hand and a water-controlling fork in his right, and covered in wounds from the battle, he appeared to be a volatile and menacing figure, ready to strike at any moment.

This place is deep within the icy realm, and the cultivators who appear here are often evil cultivators who have been expelled or are wanted. The shock effect of Tong Bingfeng's sudden appearance from the ice layer is unimaginable.

"The depths of the Ice Domain are unclaimed land. If you have come, so have we. This place should be the lair of the Flood Dragon, the Bull Spirit Turtle, and the Dragon Spirit Turtle. Why is it occupied by you today? Where are the Flood Dragon, the Bull Spirit Turtle, and the Dragon Spirit Turtle?"

The leading cultivator's expression changed drastically, and the three of them immediately summoned their respective magical artifacts for defense. They were all top-grade first-tier magical artifacts: a flying sword, a spiked club, and a wooden tower.

"The icy realm is naturally unclaimed, but this cave dwelling has already been occupied by me. As for the dragon-ox and spirit turtle, they were roasted and eaten long ago. In this godforsaken place, would they still be left to breed?"

Tong Bingfeng's mind was racing with thoughts, and his words became increasingly vulgar. At the same time, his already limited patience seemed to be running out.

"You brute, why did you kill the Flood Dragon, the Bull Demon, and the Spirit Turtle? These beasts were already targeted by my brothers long ago. Stop spouting nonsense and return the corpses of the Flood Dragon, the Bull Demon, and the Spirit Turtle at once, and I might spare your life."

The cultivator wielding the spiked club angrily shouted, clearly intending to rely on their numerical advantage to forcibly seize the corpse of the Flood Dragon Bull Spirit Turtle.

"Bah! This Jiao Niu Ling Gui was slain by my grandfather with tremendous effort. If you want to snatch it, just say so. Even the Chen family has never claimed all the demonic beasts in the Ice Domain as theirs, let alone a few fools like you."

"If you want the corpses of the Flood Dragon, the Ox, and the Spirit Turtle, then go ahead and make your move. Let's see who's the best. If you can defeat and kill Grandpa, not only will the corpses of the Flood Dragon, the Ox, and the Spirit Turtle be yours, but all the other spiritual creatures will belong to the three of you."

Upon hearing this, Tong Bingfeng immediately flew into a rage, uttering lotus-like words in a decisive counterattack. At the same time, the water-controlling fork gleamed with cold light, constantly dancing in his hand, as if he were ready to fight to the death at any moment.

The two were complete strangers, and being deep within this icy region, his persona as a reckless and wicked cultivator, expelled and wanted by the Ice Spirit Island, who would risk his life at the slightest provocation, was firmly established.

"Third brother, shut up. This fellow Daoist is right. The dragon, the ox, and the spirit turtle are all ownerless. Once they belong to you and me, whoever has the ability to hunt them down will own them."

"We brothers have come today, and we apologize for disturbing your cultivation, fellow Daoist. It was not an intentional act. Please forgive us."

The leading cultivator gave a rebuke and took the initiative to explain, expressing no doubt about the ownership of the dragon-ox spirit turtle.

"Your words are rather mild, but how do you intend to trade for the corpses of the Flood Dragon Bull and the Spirit Turtle?"

"If it were just an ordinary spiritual item, there would be no need to bring it out and embarrass yourself. The value of this corpse at the trading point is quite clear."

Tong Bingfeng didn't mind the trade, as long as he could exchange it for a spiritual item he needed, since the corpses of the Jiao Niu Ling Gui were of no direct use to him.

"By the way, I know exactly what you three said. Things are valued for their rarity. If the corpses of this dragon-ox and spirit turtle can't be exchanged for a satisfactory harvest, we might as well stew them to fill our stomachs."

"If we want to rely on our numerical advantage to forcibly seize it, even if we are defeated, we can still destroy the corpses of the Flood Dragon Bull Spirit Turtle before we are defeated."

In his last sentence, Tong Bingfeng's words revealed him to be a shameless scoundrel, a scoundrel who was extorting money, making people grit their teeth in hatred yet feel helpless.

"My two brothers and I come from the Niu Clan's Refining Shop on Ice Spirit Island. Our shop has been passed down for a hundred years and can refine first-grade mid-to-low quality magic weapons. The quality is excellent and trustworthy. We have always operated with integrity, and our reputation is well-known throughout Ice Spirit Island. Since the Flood Dragon Bull Spirit Turtle has already been killed by you, fellow Daoist, we are naturally willing to trade in good faith."

The leading cultivator's face turned pale and then red. After barely suppressing his surging anger, he expressed his feelings sincerely and earnestly.

"A mid-to-low-grade first-tier magic weapon is meaningless to me. You should quickly take out the spiritual item you intend to trade. If you don't have one, then leave this place. Don't waste your time arguing here."

Tong Bingfeng remained completely unmoved by reason, and while pressing for answers, he also appeared ready to return to his cave at any moment.

"Fellow Daoist, please don't be impatient. Let's take a look at this item."

The eldest brother of the Niu family, who was in the lead, took out a spirit-sealing box. After opening it, he found a pearl that shimmered with seven-colored light, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth slowly gathered towards its location.