Cultivation begins with ice harvesters

Chapter 48: The Ice Python

This trading style is also unique to Chen Lingge. Based on the quality of the spiritual items sold, no matter how many spiritual items are purchased, there will be no discount, not even half a spirit stone.

"Everything is ready except for the east wind. I wonder when the owner of Liu's General Store will go to pick the crystal gourds?"

His cultivation level had reached the fifth level of Qi Refining, and he had purchased all kinds of treasures to deal with different scenarios. All preparations were complete, and all that was missing was an invitation to set off.

The value of the crystal gourd is beyond doubt. Although the owner of Liu's General Store extended a sincere invitation, he did not reveal any useful information about the crystal gourd.

This is also a common practice in the cultivation world. The most valuable information held by the initiator will not be leaked in the slightest until it reaches the designated location.

"Although my main focus this year has been on improving my cultivation, I have consistently repaid with the corpse of a mid-grade first-tier demon beast every month. As a result, I have noticed a slight weakening of the mark left by the Yin Ghost Soul Devouring Contract."

Half an hour later, Tong Bingfeng returned to the courtyard, feeling the traces left by the contract for renting the Azure Water Sword, and felt a little relaxed.

After all, through the verification of this past year, it has been found that although this direct descendant of the late-stage Qi Refining cultivator from the Chen family has been frantically accumulating wealth, he still has a basic moral bottom line. This Yin Ghost Soul Devouring Contract should only be for the specific event of renting magic artifacts, and there are no other negative effects.

After a night's rest, Tong Bingfeng forcefully suppressed the slightest tremor in his heart. The next day, he resumed the normal life of a rogue cultivator and appeared on the ice field of the Northern Frontier to start hunting first-tier mid-grade water attribute monsters again.

"Big teeth, imperial edict."

As temperatures rise, the large teeth are once again exposed on the ice. Although the pain is still unbearable under the dual erosion of low temperatures and cold winds, it is effectively relieved.

"One share, two shares, three shares"

Suddenly, Tong Bingfeng opened his eyes, shooting out beams of unbelievable light. During his search, he had discovered three unique auras from different directions, belonging to different demonic beasts.

Even amidst this astonishing and unbelievable interruption, he didn't have time to effectively lock onto one of the groups, and naturally, he couldn't track it.

"How could the number of demonic beasts have increased so significantly in just one year?"

"I've been to this area several times before advancing to the fifth level of Qi Refining. Although there are demonic beasts inhabiting it, their numbers are definitely not large. I don't know if this is just a coincidence or if this is the case throughout the entire area of ​​Ice Spirit Island."

Tong Bingfeng muttered to himself. As a native cultivator of the Northern Ice Region, he was very familiar with all the descriptions of the beast tide. Although he had never experienced it firsthand, the terror of it was deeply imprinted in his mind like a brand.

According to descriptions in various ancient books and jade slips, after each beast tide, the number of cultivators killed or wounded in the entire Northern Frontier Ice Region was so heavy that it was unbelievable; it was no exaggeration to say that not even one in a hundred survived.

"Since we're here, we might as well make the best of it. Regardless of the reason for the increase in monsters, the most important thing is to honestly hunt them down and earn spirit stones to fill our storage bags."

"Even if a beast tide were to break out one day, the higher one's cultivation level, the greater the chance of survival."

After a brief pause, Tong Bingfeng banished his negative emotions, calmed down, and activated his Big Fang again to lock onto the most powerful demonic beast as his target and pursue it.

Based on Tong Bingfeng's past experience using his large teeth to lock onto demonic beasts, the stronger the locking aura, the greater the strength of the demonic beast.

Even among mid-grade first-tier water-attribute monsters, there are differences in combat power. Apart from the limitation of years of cultivation, bloodline, species, and other factors are also crucial.

If he were still at the fourth level of Qi Refining, he would naturally need to consider things carefully, and would probably prioritize his own safety. However, today his cultivation level has improved, and his overall strength has been significantly enhanced. At the very least, he has talismans in his storage bag that he can use to save his life.

This trip, besides the simple purpose of hunting monsters to earn spirit stones, is also a comprehensive assessment of one's own strength.

Of course, as the strength of the demon beasts increases, the value of their corpses also rises, and the probability of their lair nurturing spiritual herbs is also higher.

"It's actually a mid-grade, first-tier ice python that just came of age?"

A quarter of an hour later, Tong Bingfeng lay flat on the ice. About twenty feet away, a giant python with a body covered in light blue patterns, more than five feet long and thicker than a human waist, lay lazily on the ice.

Only the giant python's eyes occasionally shot out beams of light, nimbly scanning the area within a radius of several dozen feet. Its forked tongue flicked out from time to time, skillfully probing the scent molecules floating in the nearby air.

If he hadn't chosen a relatively secluded location, and if the ice field hadn't been calm today, it might have been discovered by this ice python much earlier.

Although the Ice Python is only a mid-grade first-tier monster, it is completely different from the monsters that Tong Bingfeng fought before. According to legend, the Ice Python has some dragon and snake bloodline and truly has the potential to grow into a low-grade second-tier monster.

Both being mid-grade first-tier demonic beasts, not to mention the difference in their bloodline level and growth potential, the difference in their demonic bodies alone is incomparable.

"If we had encountered such a powerful monster two months ago, the best course of action would have been to flee. But times have changed. We have all the necessary offensive and defensive magical artifacts and powerful talismans, so we must confront it head-on."

Tong Bingfeng sized up the ice python not far away, his eyes flashing with greedy light, as if what was not far away was not a powerful monster, but a moving treasure trove.

He did not act rashly, but instead used a circular approach, with the first-tier mid-grade ice python as the core, to gradually reduce the distance between the man and the python.

The first-tier mid-grade Azure Water Sword inside the storage bag, supported by ample mana, was vibrating at high speed and frequency, seemingly expressing its excitement about the upcoming battle against the powerful demonic beast, the Ice Python.

"hiss"

When the distance between the human and the python was about twenty feet, the lazy ice python seemed to sense something and immediately became energetic. Its fist-sized snake eyes shot out beams of excitement, and its entire snake body immediately tensed up.

"Azure Water Sword, Slash!"

The first to strike wins; the last to strike suffers. Now that the ice python has discovered his trail, it can no longer wait passively.

The Azure Water Sword spun lightly in the air, bursting forth with streaks of pale blue sword light, slashing straight towards the Ice Python's vital spot.

The saying goes, "Strike the snake at its vital spot." Although the Ice Python Demon's body is thick and strong, its vital spot is still its fatal point. As long as you strike it, you will surely achieve your intended goal.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss"

Sensing the potential danger, the ice python naturally wouldn't surrender easily. With a series of hissing sounds, its tail shot out.