Chapter 4988: In The End
The stunned gazes of the crowd shifted from the child, whose small face remained utterly calm, not even a flicker of surprise crossing his brow, to the dagger in his hand.
This dagger was undoubtedly a fine blade!
Compared to their bewildernt and shock, Mi’er, Hao’er, and Yue’er appeared utterly accustod to it, showing not the slightest surprise.
They knew Muchen well. If he couldn’t handle even such a giant bird, that would be truly strange.
Mi’er stepped forward, patting her three brothers on the shoulder. Her face bead with pride and satisfaction as she declared, “Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, what do you think? Didn’t I tell you? All three of them possess the ability to protect themselves. There’s no need to worry about them.”
“Indeed, he’s formidable.”
The three brothers nodded in unison. After exchanging a glance with Mi’er, they turned their gaze back to Muchen, who was wiping the blade of his dagger. ” “Who would’ve thought his adaptability and combat skills were this strong?”
As they spoke, their gazes drifted involuntarily to the two figures standing nearby, their eyes flickering. All three were disciples of the Azure Emperor. If this Yun Yuan was this formidable, Yun Chen and Yun Qi couldn’t be too shabby either.
It seed their claim of self-sufficiency wasn’t re bravado.
At that mont, Song Lingbo stepped forward and addressed Muchen: “This is a Vittle Spirit Bird. It dominates the skies above this forest with its speed and formidable, hardened plumage, preying specifically on cultivators. It consus their spirit energy and flesh, converting them into its own strength.”
As he spoke, he crouched beside the Vittle Spirit Bird, pressing his fingers against its corpse. Pointing to a specific spot, he explained, “This is an elder bird. It has already ford a Golden Core here.”
Muchen watched as Song Lingbo, whose palm now held a sharp, small knife, precisely stabbed it into the corpse of the Vittle Spirit Bird. Monts later, he extracted a red, thumb-sized, spherical bead.
“Take it. This is valuable,” Song Lingbo said, handing the red bead to Muchen.
Muchen glanced at him before reaching out to take it. Examining it, he asked, “Uncle Song, what use is this bead?”
Song Lingbo smiled. “Only Vittle Spirit Birds that live a hundred years beco ‘old birds.’ And among a hundred old birds, only a few will form Golden Cores. These cores store the bird’s accumulated energy and spirit energy. They can be used for cultivation or swallowed directly—they greatly aid in advancing one’s cultivation.”
Upon hearing this, Muchen nodded as if understanding. He walked over to Yue’er, handed her the red bead, and said, “Here, play with it. But don’t eat it—it’s too dirty.”
“Hehe, thank you, Second Senior Brother,” Yue’er said, her eyes crinkling with laughter as she took the red bead and began to play with it.
The Song family mbers, seeing him give that rare Golden Core to Yun Qi, couldn’t help but smile. They thought to themselves, their bond is truly strong.
“Alright, let’s head forward and take a look! This forest holds countless treasures, but also unimaginable dangers. So, we must remain cautious. Safety cos first above all else.” Song Lingbo said, looking at everyone, especially the three children and his daughter, Mi’er.
“Yes, we understand.” The group responded in unison before setting off together.
After they departed, the scent of blood on the ground drew the flock of Vittle Spirit Birds circling overhead. With shrill cries, they descended, circling the forest several tis before diving in to tear at the corpse…
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