At that mont, Wang Xiaoqiang finally understood that Little Qing intended to carry him across the vast Immortal Sorrow Cliff. He couldn't help but feel touched and said, "Little Qing, can you manage it?"
"Don't worry, I have crossed this path no less than ten tis," urged Little Qing. "Co on up!"
Wang Xiaoqiang stretched out his hand, clung to her delicate, tender nape, and then lay on her back.
Little Qing easily carried him on her back, flicked her tail, and then followed the narrow path along the cliff's edge.
Wang Xiaoqiang discovered that although they were moving along the edge of a cliff, Little Qing's movents were very steady, which reassured him.
Moreover, as he held onto Little Qing's smooth neck and felt the warmth and softness of her delicate body, along with the faint fragrance she emitted, he felt extrely comfortable.
Unconsciously, he drifted off to sleep.
After an unknown amount of ti, Little Qing's voice woke him, "Master, Master, wake up!"
Wang Xiaoqiang woke up and asked, "What's wrong, Little Qing?"
"Master, it seems sothing big is happening up ahead," Little Qing said urgently and with panic.
Wang Xiaoqiang looked up and saw a large number of flying beasts moving back and forth above the cliff ahead.
Wang Xiaoqiang observed carefully and noticed that these flying beasts were of two kinds, Fire Luans and Dragon Head Eagles.
Seeing this, Wang Xiaoqiang's heart sank, "Could these flying beasts have discovered us?"
"It doesn't seem like it!" Little Qing shook her head, "If they had discovered us, we would already be dead!"
"Then, what are they doing gathered here?" Wang Xiaoqiang stared blankly at the flying beasts, noting their sheer number, too many to count.
Looking at the situation, Wang Xiaoqiang's scalp tingled, and a wave of panic surged in his heart. If these flying beasts were to target him, even ten lives wouldn't be enough for him to escape death.
"Master, I understand now. It must be that the Bloodworm Grass is about to mature. These flying beasts are waiting to fight over the Bloodworm Grass…"
Little Qing had discovered a Blood Herb growing on this segnt of the cliff when she crossed Immortal Sorrow Cliff before. Judging by the ti, it was about ripe now.
"Bloodworm Grass? What is that?" Wang Xiaoqiang asked in surprise.
"Bloodworm Grass is a type of spiritual dicine that is half insect and half plant. It only grows on the absolute cliffs and is very rare. Bloodworm Grass grows very slowly, taking ten years to mature, twenty years to bear fruit, and thirty years to attain full maturity," explained Little Qing:
"Unripe Bloodworm Grass is useless, but the fruit of mature Bloodworm Grass contains a drop of golden blood. If a spirit beast obtains this golden blood and absorbs it, it can enhance the beast's strength. It is also an extrely sought-after treasure for cultivators, especially helpful for those in the Body Refining Realm looking to make a rapid breakthrough, particularly for cultivators in the Blood Condensation Realm. It's said that a single drop of golden blood can swiftly advance their cultivation base by one layer…"
Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoqiang felt a stirring in his heart. He thought that his Body Refining Boundary was currently stuck at the fourth layer, and he couldn't break through in a short ti. This golden blood from the Bloodworm Grass seed tailor-made for him!
However, what a pity, how could he possibly contend with these powerful flying beasts?
After a mont of regret, Wang Xiaoqiang said, "Well, since these flying beasts are not here for us, let's just wait a bit, to avoid provoking them and being devoured."
No sooner had Wang Xiaoqiang finished speaking than four large Fire Luans flew over.
Seeing this, both Wang Xiaoqiang and Little Qing felt a wave of panic.
It was clear that these four Fire Luans had discovered them.
Seeing the sharp gaze of the four Fire Luans looking over from afar, Wang Xiaoqiang acted on a thought and imdiately released 1,200,000 Spirit Springs outside his body, retaining only over 70,000 Spirit Springs inside. This made him appear to have only the cultivation base of the Third Transformation of the Immortal Realm.
When the four Fire Luans flew up to ten ters in front of them, they let out a threatening screech and then turned away and flew off.
Wang Xiaoqiang silently breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that releasing the Spirit Springs was exactly the right move.
Otherwise, those four Fire Luans, seeing that he had the cultivation base of the Seventh Stage of the True Immortal Realm, would definitely not have spared him.
Because, the Dantian of a cultivator at the Seventh Stage of the True Immortal Realm is far more valuable than the golden blood of a Bloodworm Grass, those four Fire Luans would definitely not hesitate to exert their strength to kill him.
However, the Dantian of a cultivator at the Third Transformation of the Immortal Realm was too invaluable, and during the ti before the struggle for the Bloodworm Grass, the four Fire Luan would not waste their energy on it.
Therefore, it was very wise of Wang Xiaoqiang to release the Spiritual Spring within his body and disguise himself as a cultivator at the Third Transformation of the Immortal Realm.
This decision saved his own life.
Cultivators kill each other, and so do Spirit Beasts.
Snakes and birds are natural enemies.
Moreover, the Thousand Illusion Snake is a favorite prey of the Fire Luan,
So just now, when Little Qing saw the four Fire Luan flying towards them, she was so scared that she tightly grasped Wang Xiaoqiang's hand. Fortunately, it was just a false alarm; otherwise, the consequences would be unthinkable.
"Master, why didn't they attack us??"
Little Qing asked, gasping nervously.
"This ans we're lucky!" Wang Xiaoqiang responded perfunctorily.
At that mont, Wang Xiaoqiang could not fully relax, as so many Flying Beasts were flying around. Who knows if any of them would act foolishly?
If a Flying Beast were to attack, although Wang Xiaoqiang could kill it in one fell swoop, with so many Flying Beasts around, would he still be powerless?
"Don't be afraid, take a deep breath," Wang Xiaoqiang comforted and reminded, seeing that Little Qing was still tightly holding onto his hand.
Little Qing glanced back at Wang Xiaoqiang and saw that he had regained his calm composure in a mont. While secretly admiring him, she also felt much more at ease.
"Little Qing, if these Flying Beasts have co to compete for the Bloodworm Grass, why haven't they started attacking yet?" Wang Xiaoqiang changed the subject to relieve the tension.
"Because the Bloodworm Grass isn't like ordinary herbs; it's a half-bug, half-plant entity, and its ripening ti is accurate to the second..."
"What? Accurate to the second!?" Wang Xiaoqiang exclaid in surprise.
"Yes! Even a second's difference matters!" Little Qing nodded, then suddenly changed her tone and said, "Huh? They've started fighting over it. It must be the mont of the herb's maturity!"
When Wang Xiaoqiang looked up, sure enough, he saw those Flying Beasts had begun a fierce scramble.
Little Qing analyzed, "The Fire Luan and the Dragon Head Eagle, these two types of Flying Beasts, are indeed equally matched. A bloody battle is expected."
Little Qing was right.
The Fire Luan, possessing the Fire Spirit Technique, has sharp talons and teeth like knives and swords.
The Dragon Head Eagle, with a dragon head and eagle body, is even larger than the Fire Luan. Moreover, the Dragon Head Eagle also possesses the Fire Spirit Technique.
Both were equally powerful.
And their numbers were almost equal as well.
These two major classes of Flying Beasts, in their pursuit of Bloodworm Grass, engaged in intense combat.
One could see a Fire Luan, opening its mouth to spout flas, igniting the feathers of a Dragon Head Eagle.
The Dragon Head Eagle scread in pain and then threw itself at the Fire Luan that attacked it, biting its head while its own body flas also ignited the attacking Fire Luan.
Both Flying Beasts, encased in flas, burned fiercely but continued their desperate struggle until both turned into ashes and fell into the deep abyss.
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The scene of Flying Beasts battling each other was heart-stirringly shocking. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welco to vote for it at qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read at m.qidian.)
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