"What is it?"
Qin Yang asked in surprise.
"I don't know about that."
Xing He shook his head and said.
"I've heard a bit about it, I think what Zi Qian acquired in the secret realm was sothing like a beast egg, to be precise, it should be a demon beast egg."
Bi Luoyue thought for a mont and spoke.
"Demon beast egg?"
Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, feeling quite surprised.
"Honestly, I've never been to this secret realm. I've heard that besides spirit fruit and immortal grass and opportunities, there are quite a few beasts in there. These beasts are very powerful, so the Ancient Martial Realm calls them demon beasts. Naturally, their eggs are demon beast eggs."
Bi Luoyue said.
Qin Yang nodded, indeed this was consistent with the Immortal Yuan Continent, where various demon beasts and other races road besides the human race.
"Let's not worry about the demon beast egg for now. Today, no matter where Saffron hides, he must be killed."
A cold light flashed in Qin Yang's eyes; Saffron possessed lethal poison, and an ordinary person touched by it might die. This threat cannot be left unchecked!
"White Crane, call Zhao Hui and have them bring enough weapons up here."
Qin Yang instructed.
"Yes, Mr. Qin."
White Crane nodded and imdiately called Zhao Hui and his team.
Qin Yang then swallowed a small primordial spirit pill, closed his eyes to ditate, and restored his spiritual power internally.
A quarter of an hour later, Zhao Hui and others drove the RV up the mountain.
"Let's go."
Qin Yang slowly opened his eyes; by now, his spiritual power had mostly recovered.
Under the guidance of Xing He and Bi Luoyue, Qin Yang and his party stopped atop a mountain peak in the back mountain.
By this ti, the sky had gradually brightened, and the rising sun broke through the clouds, casting a myriad of red rays.
"Young Master Qin, it's here. Look, there's also a thick rope here."
Xing He pointed to a very thick rope beside the mountain peak and said.
One end of this rope was securely fastened to the peak using iron nails, while the other extended downward along the cliff.
"Young Master Qin, where the Supre Elder resides is there."
Xing He stood beside the mountain peak and pointed to a place halfway down the slope, obscured by woods, and said.
Qin Yang looked over, and the terrain there was flat, with a large pond visible in front of a small wooden cabin.
"Hou Hai, Ma Zhi, you two stay on the mountain, the rest follow down."
Qin Yang pondered for a mont and instructed.
"Yes, boss."
Hou Hai and Ma Zhi nodded in agreent.
"Let's go, we're heading down."
Having said that, Qin Yang grabbed the rope first, reinforced himself with the Wind Manipulation Technique, and swiftly slid down.
Bi Luoyue, White Crane, Xing He, and Zhao Hui followed in sequence, being ancient martial artists, climbing down the mountain using the rope was not difficult.
Ten minutes later, all personnel had reached halfway down the mountain.
In front was a forest of red birch, and after walking a few steps forward, they saw the pond and the small wooden cabin surrounded by the red birch forest.
The pond was large, covering an area not smaller than a football field. In the pond, a dozen wooden stakes extended in a straight line, protruding above the water with the cabin at the end of the stakes.
At this ti, there were two figures standing in front of the cabin.
One was an old man in a blue robe, his face was ruddy, full of vitality, with his hands lightly behind his back and his old eyes deep, gazing at the figures on the opposite side of the pond.
Beside him, Saffron had a somber gaze, staring at Qin Yang and his party.
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