841: Chapter 841 Space Spirit Beast?

Ye Chen heard the explosions behind him, but he did not turn back. That was because he had caused them intentionally. From the very beginning, he had never intended to let them leave alive...

He might have spared other sects, but there was no need to hold back against the people from the One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates. As for those who were close to them, there was even less need for courtesy.

"What a great harvest today!" Ye Chen weighed the tokens in his arms and fell into distress. "However... I'm holding so many tokens by myself, what should I do later on?" That was true! The pockets on his clothes were only so big. The number of tokens he could carry had a limit... What was he supposed to do with the tokens he obtained later?

"This won't do!" "I have to complete a 'thousand-man kill' mission here; I need to get at least several thousand tokens!" "But where should I put them?" Ye Chen fell into deep thought.

The little bear, perched on his shoulder, watched him fret, its two small eyes turning twice. Then, it suddenly raised a furry paw and pointed at its own mouth. Ye Chen was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean?" The little bear patted its belly again. "Wuwu!" Ye Chen looked suspicious. "You mean... you have a way?" The little bear nodded.

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and simply took all the tokens he was carrying and placed them on the snow at his feet. "Come on, show me. Let me see." He was very curious... what would the little bear do? After all, with its size, stuffing the tokens into its mouth would probably choke it to death.

As it turned out... the unexpected happened. The little bear jumped off his shoulder and squatted in front of the pile of tokens. Then, it opened its mouth and inhaled sharply. "Hiss—" A stream of air surged from its mouth, sweeping over like a miniature vacuum cleaner. The next second, the dozens of tokens at Ye Chen's feet were grabbed by an invisible hand, flying up one by one and spiraling into the little bear's mouth. In less than three breaths, all the tokens, not a single one left, were swallowed by the little bear.

Ye Chen: "???" He squatted down and pried open the little bear's mouth to take a look inside. It was pitch black, and there was nothing. He reached out and touched the little bear's belly; it was round, but not hard at all. He looked up, staring at it in shock. "Wait... can you spit them back out?"

The little bear tilted its head, opening and closing its mouth twice. Then, with a "pfft" sound, a token was spat out of the little bear's mouth and landed on the snow. Ye Chen picked up the token and checked it over and over. It was clean. No saliva. No tooth marks. Ye Chen was silent for two seconds, then suddenly thought of a possibility: "You didn't eat them?" The little bear shook its head. Ye Chen pressed, "Is that... space?" The little bear nodded.

Ye Chen squatted on the spot, his expression changing from shock to awe. "Holy crap..." "So, I found a Spatial Spirit Beast???" Spatial magic treasures, throughout history, were extremely! Extremely! Extremely! Rare things. Even in Ye Chen's [ Houtu Inheritance ], the power of space was described... And the current Ye Chen could not unlock the power of space. Yet, he never expected... this little bear he picked up on a whim was actually a Spatial Spirit Beast!!!

He reached out and rubbed the little bear's head, unable to help but ask, "You... you're actually a spirit beast with your own storage space?" The little bear squinted its eyes under his rubbing, emitting a comfortable purring sound. Ye Chen withdrew his hand, picked up another token, and waved it in front of the little bear. "Then take this one too." The little bear opened its mouth and inhaled, and the token flew in with a swoosh. "Spit it back out." The little bear opened its mouth, and the token landed on the snow, completely intact. Ye Chen tried it three or four times, and each time the little bear could spit out the tokens. Even in the end... the little bear spat them all out and sucked them back in again. Until this moment, Ye Chen finally believed it completely.

"Good fellow." Ye Chen hoisted the little bear back onto his shoulder and patted its round bottom. "From now on, you are my mobile safe." The little bear lay on his shoulder, wagging its raised tail like a smug little dog. Ye Chen, however, was grinning from ear to ear. With this little bear as a storage bag, he no longer had to worry about having nowhere to put too many tokens.

"Since that's the case..." Ye Chen grinned and looked into the depths of the ice sheet. "Then I'll find a few more unlucky fellows from the One Clan, Three Sects, Five Gates, and borrow some tokens." But strangely... for the entire next day, Ye Chen didn't run into a single living person. He and the little bear wandered on the ice sheet for most of the day, toggling [ Earth Vein Tracking ] on and off several times. The result... within a few hundred meters, there was nothing but ice and snow, not even a footprint. That's right. He couldn't even find any tokens. He even seriously suspected... were the opponents being lazy and not placing tokens in this direction?

"No..." Ye Chen found an ice mound to sit on and patted the little bear's head. "Could it be that only the two of us are wandering around in this second round, and everyone else heard the wind and ran away?" But the problem was... he had silenced them! The little bear squatted at his feet, tilted its head, and let out two "wuwu" sounds. At the same time, its little paw scratched the ice surface, looking like it was saying "I don't know either." Ye Chen sighed and took a bite of a compressed biscuit he pulled from his pocket. He had originally thought the second round would be a lively scene of pursuit and interception, but instead... after killing that group of people, there wasn't even anyone left to deliver kills.

The little bear ignored Ye Chen and rolled around on the spot. But the next second, it stood up without warning. Then, it walked two steps toward the southeast and turned back to call at Ye Chen. That look! That action! That expression... it was clearly calling him to follow. Ye Chen raised an eyebrow and stuffed the remaining half of the biscuit into his mouth. "Found something good again?" The little bear nodded and ran off. "Roar?" "Alright!" "If I can't find tokens, finding something good is also a good thing!" Ye Chen grinned and followed.

The man and the bear ran on the ice sheet for a few minutes, until the scenery around them changed from flat ice to a huge ice valley, at which point they stopped. Ye Chen looked out and saw that the ice valley was about a hundred zhang deep, with steep walls as if cut by knives and axes. The bottom of the valley was filled with mist, making it impossible to see the depth. The little bear stopped at the edge of the ice valley and pointed with its paw toward the bottom of the valley. Ye Chen walked to the edge, leaned over to take a look, and his brows moved slightly. That wave of sweet spiritual energy was several times richer than the Red Flame Vermilion Fruit he had encountered in the ice cave before, surging up from the depths of the valley, as if something was being suppressed underground and was desperately trying to break through the constraints of the ice...

"There's something good down here." Ye Chen squinted his eyes. The little bear let out two "wuwu" sounds and took the lead, running down a slanted ice path. Ye Chen did not hesitate and followed closely behind. The ice path spiraled down along the valley walls; the deeper they went, the higher the concentration of spiritual energy. The color of the surrounding ice walls gradually changed from white to pale green, as if wrapped in a thin layer of jade... About the time it takes to drink a cup of tea later, the man and the bear stepped onto the valley floor.

The valley floor was much wider than imagined, stretching several hundred zhang in circumference. The walls were covered with thick green ice, and the air was filled with the fresh fragrance of vegetation. Ye Chen's gaze swept forward, and his footsteps paused. In the very center of the ice valley, a patch of low-growing spiritual plants was growing. That patch of spiritual plants was densely packed, covering more than ten zhang in circumference. The stems and leaves were as green as jade, and the edges of the leaves shimmered with a faint green luster. At the top of each plant hung a thumb-sized fruit, crystal clear, like pearls frozen in amber.

Ye Chen squatted down and carefully examined one of the plants, his pupils shrinking slightly: "Ice Dew Grass? No... is this an Ice Dew Fruit?" He searched through the memories of the [ Houtu Inheritance ] for quite a while before finally confirming the name of these spiritual plants... Ice Dew Fruit. A type of spiritual fruit that only grows in the deep, extremely cold regions and takes three hundred years to mature once. It contains pure heaven and earth spiritual energy and has miraculous effects for cultivators above the Golden Core Stage to break through bottlenecks. It can even be used to refine several lost ancient pills. More importantly... mature Ice Dew Fruit can be consumed directly without the need for any auxiliary medicine. In other words, the patch of over a hundred Ice Dew Fruits before him were all ready-to-use spiritual medicines that could be picked and consumed immediately.

Ye Chen squatted there, silent for several seconds. A few days ago, he had fed a Red Flame Vermilion Fruit to a polar bear cub, and today he had stumbled upon a forest of Ice Dew Fruit. This luck... even he felt it was outrageous. Moreover, it had to be said... the Antarctic region really did hide mysteries. No wonder it had to be protected; it turned out it was hiding unknown secrets!

Just as Ye Chen was in a great mood and preparing to roll up his sleeves to start digging... "Screech!!!" A sharp cry came from the high side of the south side of the ice valley. The sound made one's eardrums ache, wrapped in ice chips shaken down from the cliff, like pieces of gravel hitting the ice surface. Ye Chen looked up. A large, snow-white bird was swooping down from the ice eaves above the valley wall. The bird was about one and a half times the height of a person, with a wingspan of nearly three zhang. As it flapped its wings, it stirred up a biting cold wind, and every feather refracted cold light like a tempered ice blade. On top of its head grew a cluster of ice-blue crest feathers, and its eyes were blood-red, staring fixedly at Ye Chen and the little bear, its cries becoming more and more shrill. As soon as the little bear saw the large bird, all its fur stood on end; it arched its back, shrunk behind Ye Chen's feet, and growled at the bird, baring its teeth. But obviously... the little bear could not possibly be a match for the large bird. After all, the difference in momentum was clearly significant...