331: Chapter 331 The Fight Between the Snipe and the Clam

Those thousand golden rays of light shot out in all directions, instantly piercing Huo Huang and the Sword Cultivator Qi Wei into a mangled mess of flesh and blood.

But thanks to the tenacious life force of Golden Core Cultivators, even in such a state, their chests were still slightly heaving, and they could not stop cursing Du Hua.

Du Hua approached with a sinister grin, tapping his Zen staff on the ground. In an instant, Qi Wei's Golden Core was forced out of his body, and Qi Wei died on the spot.

"Huo Huang, how about it? Are you willing to submit to me? Hand over your Primordial Spirit!"

Du Hua said coldly.

Huo Huang struggled to lift her head to look at the monk, gritting her teeth: "In your dreams!"

Du Hua was also teetering at this moment. He struggled to wave his Zen staff, but he no longer had any spiritual energy to control it, so he had to take out a Talisman that only required a sliver of spiritual energy to activate.

He even advised: "Huo Huang, why be so stubborn? Look, Qi Wei is dead, and I've taken his Golden Core. You are now heavily injured and on the verge of death, and even your Yao Core is nearly unstable."

"As long as you hand over your Primordial Spirit, I will spare your life and even help you stabilize your Yao Core. Following me in cultivation in the future is better than Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, where you won't even have a chance at Reincarnation."

That Talisman shimmered with light, carrying a binding force. This was the "Soul-Locking Talisman," specifically used in the Buddha Realm to imprison the Primordial Spirits of Yao Beasts.

Once Huo Huang handed over her Primordial Spirit, she would be firmly locked away, unable to escape ever again, and left at the mercy of others.

Huo Huang was finally afraid. She could only keep threatening this human, but she could only watch the monk's vile gaze.

"I would rather die than obey!"

Du Hua reached out to touch Huo Huang's head, intending to forcibly extract her Primordial Spirit, when he suddenly felt a chill in his chest, leaving him completely stunned.

Then, a dense, prickling pain washed over him, causing him to open his mouth and spit out a mouthful of dark-gold blood.

Du Hua staggered, looking down in disbelief at the blade protruding from his chest, his pupils shrinking violently.

When did this...

To Huo Huang's disbelief, Du Hua saw that the dagger in his chest had actually pierced through his Golden Core as well. A strong, chilling Yin energy instantly surged into the cracks of the Golden Core.

This caused Du Hua to cough up blood uncontrollably. He tried to mobilize his spiritual energy to repair it, but it was to no avail.

In the darkness, a mysterious person draped in a black robe appeared.

Du Hua saw at a glance that this person was a Cultivator at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage.

"You... you dare! Ahhhhh!"

Before Du Hua could finish his sentence, the dagger directly destroyed his Golden Core again. His Primordial Spirit tried to flee, but it was bitten by a Black Dog on the spot and devoured alive.

This scalp-tingling scene made Huo Huang scream out immediately: "Human! You cannot kill me, otherwise my Royal Father will not let you off!"

"Heh..." Ye Jing sneered, grabbing Huo Huang by the hair and shouting coldly: "I think you haven't grasped the situation, Yao Beast. Who is begging whom for their life now?"

"Bastard! You damned two-legged sheep! You're only at the Foundation Establishment stage! How dare you!"

Huo Huang cursed angrily. She recognized that this old man was the human Cultivator she had wanted to eat, so she was naturally full of contempt.

She continued to shout insults incessantly.

Ye Jing did not bother wasting words with her. He raised the dagger and stabbed it into Huo Huang's chest, as if he were killing a chicken to get the egg.

He had seen earlier that this Yao Beast was cruel and cunning, with extreme contempt for human Cultivators. Ye Jing had abandoned the idea of subduing her and would certainly not let her live.

After all, this Yao Beast had too great a background; letting her go would only be a hidden danger.

With this stab, Huo Huang, who was still death-threatening Ye Jing, was instantly terrified.

This human was serious; he intended to take her life directly.

"Ahhh! It hurts! You... you can't kill me! I'll hand over my Yao Core, I won't dare threaten you anymore."

Huo Huang's screams suddenly became shrill, her previous arrogance completely vanished. Her voice now carried a sob: "I... I can still help you! I know the secrets of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley, there are many Treasure Troves inside, I'll tell you everything, please spare my life!"

Ye Jing looked down at her, his eyes showing no emotion, the dagger still embedded in Huo Huang's chest.

"Heh... I will find those myself, no need for you to say more!"

Ye Jing pinned Huo Huang down and, without further words, his palm's spiritual energy suddenly erupted, forcibly forcing the Yao Core out of Huo Huang's body.

It was a completely crimson Yao Core, surrounded by a faint aura of thunder and fire. It was about the size of a fist, its surface still stained with thick yao blood. Even though it was separated from the body, it still pulsed slightly, emitting extraordinary spiritual energy fluctuations.

This was the Yao Core of the Thunder Peng clan, containing pure fire and thunder power. If refined, it would be enough to push his Foundation Establishment cultivation to the next level, and even offer hope of reaching the Golden Core stage.

The moment the Yao Core was removed, Huo Huang let out an extremely shrill scream.

Her entire aura instantly withered, the light in her red eyes completely extinguished. Her body slumped to the ground, leaving only weak gasps, without even the strength left to curse.

She looked at the Yao Core in Ye Jing's hand, her eyes full of despair and resentment, yet she was powerless to resist.

Ye Jing raised his hand to put the Yao Core into his Storage Pouch and pulled out the dagger from her chest. The cold blade was still stained with yao blood and the dark-gold blood of the Buddhist Cultivator. He wiped it clean, and the dagger disappeared back into his black robe.

Then, he looked at the dying Huo Huang on the ground. Without any hesitation, he swung the dagger and slit her throat.

Huo Huang's body suddenly stiffened, her last breath completely dissipating. Those once unruly red eyes were forever frozen in fear and resentment.

After dealing with Huo Huang, Ye Jing turned around to look at the not-far-off Du Hua, who had long since stopped breathing.

He walked forward slowly, bent down to pick up the Nascent Soul Zen staff from Du Hua's hand, and searched through his Storage Pouch.

Inside, besides some Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills, there were also some powerful Spiritual Artifacts and Buddhist Cultivation Techniques.

However, it didn't contain the Complete Manual of the "Golden Body Imperial Armor" that Ye Jing wanted.

In addition, there were the Spirit Treasure li huo fan they had obtained at the auction, as well as the golden purple thunder essence.

Ye Jing also noticed that Huo Huang's deceased subordinates were two Yao Beasts: one was a centipede and the other was a fox.

They were both Rank Two Late Stage Yao Beasts. Although they had the power of a Golden Core, they had not yet reached Rank Three.

Ye Jing looked at the dead Huo Huang and saw that the beautiful young girl had already transformed into a roc with red wings and a beak like a curved hook.

He used the Immortal Willow to investigate, and the Immortal Willow displayed: Rank Three Red-Winged Thunder Peng, fire and thunder dual-attribute. It can be used to advance the rank of two Yao Beasts of different attributes, but the blood and bones must be refined before use.

Ye Jing was somewhat surprised. He still needed to refine this Yao Beast?

He thought about how the Yao Beasts under him had not yet reached the Rank Two Late Stage, so he decided to refine it first.

However...

Ye Jing's gaze fell upon the dead centipede Yao Beast. The centipede's corpse had a dark black luster, its shell was hard, and the poisonous pincers on its head still glinted with a cold light. Although the poison core inside was not as pure as Huo Huang's Yao Core, it still contained considerable poisonous power.

The fox's corpse was snow-white with smooth fur. There was a faint fox-fire mark on its forehead, and its Inner Core was a translucent white bead emitting a soft spiritual energy, clearly a Yao Beast skilled in illusions.

"Keeping them will also be useful."

Ye Jing no longer hesitated. He raised his hand to extract the Inner Cores of the two Yao Beasts and then stripped off the centipede's shell and the fox's fur.

The centipede shell could be used to forge defensive Spiritual Artifacts, and the fox fur was an excellent material for forging illusion Magic Treasures. For him now, these were all resources that could not be wasted.