SWDnovel Chapter 15 When the wind gets strong, let's get out of here! Brother Mo and his two dogs.
Chapter 15 When the wind gets strong, let's get out of here! Brother Mo and his two dogs.
Ding ding!
when!
The dog-headed man, Er Gou, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, wielded a spiked club much thicker than his arm, and slammed it repeatedly against the Spirit Light Cliff in front of him.
"This spark of inspiration is really hard to come by!"
"Brother Mo, we're so close to the fox den, won't the old white fox notice?"
"You bastard, shut your dog mouth."
"You can't expect anything good to come out of a dog's mouth."
"We've been working for four days, and we're just one step away from the finish line, so don't say anything more."
Mo Feng glared at Er Gouzi with his huge eyes and retorted.
"Don't worry, that old white fox is a well-known homebody. Foxes are very cautious, guarding their own little plot of land. They don't usually come out."
Mo Feng flapped his wings incessantly and said in a firm tone.
He knew the old white fox on Fox Mountain very well. Having been neighbors for so many years, he knew its personality perfectly.
"That's good."
"Then I'm relieved."
"After this flash of inspiration, Brother Mo promised me that we would split the profits 70/30, with me taking 30%. You're not kidding me, are you?"
Er Gouzi, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe, spoke with an excited look on his face.
"rest assured."
"May I be struck by lightning if I disobey."
Mo Feng nodded firmly. This Er Gouzi was originally just a spirit dog kept by a human cultivator in the market.
After its master died, it drifted to the mountains and by chance ate a spiritual herb, which gave it the opportunity to cultivate to the current level of Qi Refining Eight.
Er Gouzi is not cunning and his cultivation level is one level lower than his, making him a good friend.
"Brother Mo is really good to my Er Gou."
Er Gouzi grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and his hands moved much faster.
"Keep up the good work. Once we get the treasure from this cave, the next time we encounter that scruffy sparrow, we'll make sure it never leaves alive."
Mo Feng felt a surge of anger whenever he thought of Lan Lingyu, who could escape at an astonishing speed.
That scruffy sparrow harbored resentment because it had stolen her spiritual fruit, and it constantly opposed her; it was truly despicable.
If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't catch up with her speed, I would never have let her escape unscathed after each provocation.
It lasted for another half hour.
hum!
The seemingly indestructible blue light instantly dissipated like a bubble, revealing an ancient stone door on the cliff face. The stone door was covered with moss and looked very old.
"It's done, Brother Mo."
Er Gouzi, whose arms were aching from swinging, spoke with eyes full of surprise.
Mo Feng also stopped flapping his wings, feeling somewhat excited. Hard work pays off, you little demon!
But at that moment, an unexpected change occurred.
A power that made their hearts tremble came from behind them.
"Brother Mo, a demon is attacking!"
Er Gouzi, who was holding a spiked club, hurriedly turned around to look.
Then they saw a blood-red skull the size of a millstone, flying towards them. The aura emanating from the skull sent chills down their spines.
"Brother Mo, let's get out of here!"
Without saying a word, Er Gouzi threw the spiked club in his hand at the blood-red skull, which instantly transformed into a large dog with intertwined yellow and black fur. It then sprang up a gust of demonic wind from under the yellow Taoist robe and fled into the distance.
"Er Gouzi, you..."
"grass!"
"Hu Sanniang, you wait, this isn't over!"
Seeing Er Gouzi abandon his post and run away, Mo Feng cursed and, taking advantage of Er Gouzi's spiked club blocking the blood-red skull, decisively whipped up a gust of demonic wind and fled in another direction.
After flying more than a hundred steps, he shouted to the two figures behind him, Hu Sanniang and Lan Lingyu.
"snort!"
"Come to my fox den if you dare! I'm waiting for you to come and offer yourself up as a sacrifice!"
Hu Sanniang behind him snorted coldly.
Mo Feng was merely a chicken demon with a first-tier superior bloodline. He had suffered severe injuries in his early years and had no chance of advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage. Therefore, he was not afraid of him in the slightest.
At this moment, Hu San Niang formed a hand seal, and the enormous blood jade skull that had flown dozens of steps away transformed into a stream of blood-red light and returned to her mouth.
Hu San Niang immediately felt that her own blood and energy had been depleted again.
Although the activated magical artifact was incredibly powerful, scaring away both Mo Feng and his companion, it also consumed a considerable amount of energy.
"Third Sister, you've worked hard."
"I will only take ten percent of what's in this cave."
Lan Lingyu, standing to the side, spoke up tactfully, her eyes resolute.
She only provided the information; the actual strength was all provided by Hu Sanniang.
"it is good."
Looking at Lan Lingyu's determined eyes, Hu Sanniang nodded and said.
Then, Lan Lingyu took out a bird woven from vines and infused it with spiritual energy. The vine spirit bird flapped its wings and flew up, circling above the cave.
Hu San Niang then took out a small yellow jade bell from her storage bag.
After being activated by spiritual energy, the small bell released a yellow spiritual light shield, protecting the cave dwelling.
The extra precautions were also to prevent the two escaped Mo Fengs from returning.
They then pushed open the ancient door and entered, carefully wandering around the cave. The cave was quite large, with four or five stone chambers carved out from it.
Inside the main stone chamber.
The furnishings were simple.
On a stone platform sat the corpse of a spiritual cultivator with the body of a leopard beast. His robes were already tattered, and beside him was a dusty storage bag.
After casting several hand seals to confirm that there were no restrictions on the storage bag, Hu San Niang took the storage bag in her hand, imprinted it with her divine sense, and then easily entered the storage bag with her divine sense.
Then, Hu San Niang emptied out everything from her storage bag.
There were over a hundred spirit stones among them, but these spirit stones were all somewhat dull and lacked luster, with only two or three tenths of the spiritual energy of normal spirit stones, so their value was not high.
There was also a palm-sized piece of blue iron. The iron was extremely hard. Hu Sanniang and Lan Lingyu both examined it and confirmed that it was a first-grade high-quality spirit iron.
It can be used as the main material for a first-class high-grade magic weapon.
There were also three porcelain bottles containing pills. When opened, there were six defective pills, only one of which still had some medicinal power, but it emitted an aura of a low-grade spiritual pill.
Besides.
The most valuable item was a dilapidated alchemy furnace discovered in another stone chamber. The furnace was made of top-grade first-class material, although it had been there for a long time and many of the array patterns on it were missing.
However, if a weapon refiner can be found to repair the array patterns, it can still be used.
"I'll give you the spirit jade, spirit stones, spirit iron, and that low-grade spirit pill."
"Third Sister, all I want is this alchemy furnace and the corpse of that leopard demon cultivator, how about that?"
After thinking for a moment, Hu San Niang spoke.
Once this alchemy furnace is repaired, it will be far better than the low-grade first-level alchemy furnace she used before.
Perhaps we can try to refine a mid-tier first-order elixir.
"it is good."
"Thank you, Third Sister."
Lan Lingyu's eyes lit up.
If that top-grade spirit iron were forged into a superior throwing knife, it would provide an extra layer of strategy against that old black-haired man.
This is much better than the one percent I mentioned before.
...
...
now.
More than ten miles away from Hu Sanniang and her group, on an ordinary low peak.
"Brother Mo, let me explain."
"In that situation, if I hadn't run, I would have lost my life."
"Please don't be angry."
Er Gouzi looked at Mo Feng, whose foot had landed in front of him, and hurriedly began to explain.
Mo Feng recalled the astonishing aura emanating from the blood-red skull, and his anger subsided considerably. In that situation, he had also fled.
Moreover, Er Gouzi lost his spiked club, so it wasn't just about trying to escape.
"snort!"
"This is outrageous!"
"We can't beat that old fox, but we have to get revenge on those scruffy sparrows around him."
The thought of Lan Lingyu's figure fueled Mo Feng's anger.
"Brother Mo, whatever you say goes."
Er Gouzi immediately expressed his stance, his eyes flashing with a fierce light.
He can't beat the old fox, but he and Brother Mo can definitely beat that scruffy sparrow.