Reigning Supreme in countless worlds With Beast taming

Chapter 72: Chapter 72 Cold Ice Python

Alas!

Qin Feng sighed with a face full of bliss, aware that the troubles of having a cheat were incomprehensible to others.

While other disciples exhaust their spiritual power nurturing their divine souls and strengthening their divine sense, just to be able to conjure the Binding Spell to subdue a few Spiritual Beasts, he could effortlessly tame dozens or even hundreds.

This was only because the internal space of the Demon Refining Pot was not big enough; if the pot were to be fully repaired, he himself did not know how many Spiritual Beasts he could tame. At that time, it would depend on the capacity of the internal space of the Demon Refining Pot and how many Spiritual Beasts the Spirit Vein within his Cave Heaven World could support in their cultivation.

How should he choose?

Qin Feng scratched his head, feeling somewhat indecisive.

The reason the disciples of the Beast Taming Sect were not strong in combat was that they devoted half of their True Essence to nurturing their divine souls, leading to their own slow cultivation pace and weaker True Essence.

If he used most of his Spiritual Power for cultivation, wouldn’t his combat power also increase by a lot and progress faster than average disciples?

After a moment of frowning in deep contemplation, Qin Feng shook his head.

Forget it, it’s better to cultivate step by step according to the cultivation technique, to avoid any mistakes.

Moreover, if his divine sense were average, but he controlled too many Spiritual Beasts, it would be easy for others to notice something. Even to avoid exposing the Demon Refining Pot, he would still need to have a stronger divine sense than others.

Besides, nurturing the divine soul had many benefits. Not only would it make understanding the essence of cultivation techniques easier, but it would also allow his divine sense to reach further, detecting many dangers in advance—much stronger than merely increasing his own slight combat power.

After all, he was a disciple of the Beast Taming Sect. His focus was on commanding Spiritual Beasts to fight; it didn’t matter much if his own combat power was slightly weaker, as long as his Spiritual Beasts were numerous and strong.

Besides, he still had the Demon Refining Pot, a treasure that aided in cultivation.

If he had the opportunity to refine more Demon Beast corpses into pure Spiritual Qi, his cultivation pace wouldn’t be slow either.

As long as he groomed his Lifebound Spiritual Beasts to have strong enough combat power, it would be akin to having strong personal combat power himself.

Just like Yan Zhongli, who, after merging with his Lifebound Spiritual Beast, could single-handedly resist several Demon Cultivators in the Golden Core Late Stage.

Having made up his mind, Qin Feng quickly gathered his spirit and began to nurture his divine soul by circulating his True Essence with a secret technique.

The feeling was very comfortable, as if his whole being were immersed in warm water, floating. He felt as if his divine soul was about to leave his body.

Of course, this was just an illusion.

A mere Qi Refining Realm cultivator—if his divine soul left his body, a gust of wind could dissipate it like smoke and clouds.

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The next day, Qin Feng went to the Deacon Room and formally received the miscellaneous tasks assigned to him.

This was because the valley that housed the Cold Pond was protected by a unique array, and he needed to receive the token to activate the array; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to enter.

Since this was his first task, the disciples in the Deacon Room even gave him some detailed guidance.

Following the directions of the Deacon Disciple, Qin Feng first went to another place where Rat Demons were raised, preparing to collect them to feed the Cold Ice Python.

Among the 108 peaks of the Outer Sect, there was one specifically for raising various types of Spiritual Mice—Spiritual Rat Peak, where the most comprehensive array of Spiritual Mice were fostered.

The ones raised at Spiritual Snake Peak were actually the most suitable breeds supplied from Spiritual Rat Peak for feeding Spiritual Snakes.

Do not be fooled by the low rank and the weak bloodline of these Rat Demons; their breeding strength is shockingly fierce, and they grow at a rapid pace. Therefore, they have become one of the best foods for nurturing Spiritual Snakes on Spiritual Snake Peak.

Qin Feng took a large Spiritual Beast Bag given to him by the Deacon Room and collected a dozen or so grey-haired rats the size of earth dogs from the disciple responsible for raising the Rat Demons. He then used the Light Body Skill and the Divine Movement Technique, sprinting over two hundred miles, and it took him the better part of the day to arrive at a deep valley on the westernmost side of Spiritual Snake Peak.

“Phew…”

In front of the deep valley, Qin Feng stopped for a break, panting softly while scanning the area to make sure he hadn’t taken a wrong turn before he finally relaxed.

He rubbed his sore legs, somewhat reluctantly thinking that if he had the chance, he must tame a Spiritual Beast for transportation as soon as possible.

Otherwise, this one trip back and forth was four or five hundred miles. Not only did running with the Divine Movement Technique consume a significant amount of True Yuan and physical strength, but it also left him quite exhausted. Plus, if he were delayed for a bit, he might not be able to return the same day.

Fortunately, he didn’t have to come here every day; otherwise, he would have no time left for cultivation.

“Clip-clop, clip-clop…”

A brisk sound of horse hooves rang out.

Qin Feng glanced at a Cultivator who rode a majestic horse, its figure whistling past the base of the mountain two or three miles away, his eyes filled with envy.

The horse was nine feet tall and more than a zhang long, exceptionally graceful, with hooves flying as it ran through the rugged mountains as if on flat ground. It leapt tens of feet in a single bound, and in an instant, had run out several miles, disappearing among the distant peaks.

Qin Feng estimated for a moment that, with the speed of that Spiritual Horse, in less than half a day, he could have made the round trip from Spiritual Snake Peak to here.

He sighed softly to himself; it was a pity that the few Spiritual Beasts in his Demon Refining Pot were not suited for riding.

The Swallowing Sky Toad could carry him, but it was too small; he couldn’t even stand on it with one foot.

Moreover, when the Swallowing Sky Toad moved, it hopped, and if people saw him hopping on the ground on a fist-sized Little Toad, he would surely be the laughing stock of his peers.

The other few Green Foxes and Snake Demons were also unsuitable for riding. The Green Foxes were not large enough, and riding them would be like riding an oversized goat. The Snake Demon could only crawl on the ground for now, and its speed was even slower than his own Divine Movement Technique.

Shaking his head, Qin Feng stopped dwelling on the thought and reached out for the Jade Talisman given to him by the Deacon Room. He cast a spell on it, and immediately ripples emerged in the empty space in front of the valley, revealing a magical entrance.

He quickly stepped through.

As soon as he entered, he immediately felt a chill hitting him head-on.

The bone-chilling breath made him shiver involuntarily, so he rapidly circulated the True Essence within his body, and only then did he feel much more comfortable.

Looking ahead, he saw the ground of the valley covered with a layer of frost.

In this cold environment, no vegetation grew in the entire valley, making it particularly desolate and barren. Only in the Cold Pond deep in the valley could one see a hint of vibrant green. @@novelbin@@

That was the Snow Jade Lotus growing in the Cold Pond.

With verdant leaves and snow-white flowers, this was an Exotic Species of Spiritual Medicine that could only grow under extreme Cold Spirit Qi. Even though it was not yet mature, Qin Feng could smell a breath of cold, refreshing fragrance.

Because it was his first time here, he was uncertain about the habits of the Cold Ice Pythons, so he did not get too close. He walked a few dozen zhang into the valley and then stopped, releasing the Rat Demons from the Spiritual Beast Bag.

“Squeak, squeak, squeak…”

Although these Rat Demons had low Spiritual Intelligence, they too smelled a dangerous scent amid the cold, causing them to scatter in all directions. A few of them ran to the corner of the valley and attempted to dig a hole to hide.

Just then, a loud splash was heard, and several Cold Ice Pythons of varying lengths, each with white scales and measuring several zhang, emerged from the Cold Pond.