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610: Lu Xueqi (87)

This single finger strike almost drained more than half of the Primordial Chaos True Yuan in his body, and it even contained a trace of the miniscule True Intent of Nirvanic Extinction that he had comprehended from the 'Dao Seed'.

Its power was terrifying, but the consumption was also immense.

After the finger strike, Su Han's face instantly turned pale, and his aura withered significantly, but his eyes remained as sharp as knives as he looked coldly at the Late Golden Core Stage demonic cultivator known as 'Second Brother'.

That Second Brother had witnessed the Boss being 'pointed' into flying ash by Su Han's finger with his own eyes; he was scared out of his wits, his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering—where was there even a shred of Battle Intent left?

"Monster! You're a monster!"

He let out a sharp scream and, not even caring about the earth vein spirit milk anymore, turned around and fled for his life toward the outside of the valley, not even having time to retrieve his damaged Magic Treasure.

"Thinking of leaving?"

A cold and clear voice rang out.

A stunning blue sword light arrived first despite being launched later, as if it had crossed space, instantly sweeping across Second Brother's neck.

It was none other than Lu Xueqi's tianya divine sword.

Second Brother's fleeing figure came to a sudden halt, his head soaring into the sky with extreme terror still lingering on his face, while his headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The remaining two demonic cultivators who were still fighting saw the Boss and Second Brother die tragic deaths in an instant, and their hearts and galls split with fear. Under the joint attack of Shi Yue's group and the recovered Ice Scale Python, they too soon met their ends one after another.

The mountain valley suddenly became quiet.

Only the heavy smell of blood and the energy fluctuations that had not yet fully dissipated told the story of the brief but tragic melee that had just occurred.

The Ice Scale Python coiled by the edge of the pool, its cold vertical pupils warily staring at Su Han and the others, especially Su Han, its eyes actually revealing a trace of human-like apprehension.

Although Su Han's Nirvanic Extinction Finger Strike just now was mainly aimed at Scarhead, the terrifying aura that escaped also made it feel a fear originating from its biological instincts.

Shi Yue and the other four were panting heavily, looking at the demonic cultivators' corpses littering the ground, then at Su Han, whose aura was withered but whose eyes were still calm, at Lu Xueqi, who stood with her sword retracted, cold and clear as an immortal, and at Bi Yao, who was smiling beautifully as if she had just played a game. Their hearts were filled with shock and lingering fear.

They knew that Su Han's trio was very strong, but for them to be strong to this extent, with such deep and ruthless calculations, still exceeded their expectations.

Especially Su Han's final eerie and terrifying finger strike; it was simply unheard of.

"Fellow... Fellow Daoist Su, are you alright?" Shi Yue suppressed the waves in his heart and asked with concern. He could see that Su Han's consumption was enormous.

"It's fine, I just need to adjust my breathing for a moment." Su Han shook his head, took out a Medicinal Pill and swallowed it, then turned his gaze toward the still-watchful Ice Scale Python and the earth vein spirit milk in the center of the pool.

Now, the greatest threat had changed from the demonic cultivators to this guardian Yao Beast, and... how to distribute the spoils of war.

Although the Ice Scale Python had consumed a lot and suffered some injuries, its strength was still not to be underestimated, especially here by the cold pool, which was its home turf.

Shi Yue also understood the current situation. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and cupped his hands to the Ice Scale Python: "Lord Python, we came for the earth vein spirit milk and have no intention of fighting to the death with you. Those demonic cultivators have already been executed, and you should also know our methods. We are willing to share the spirit milk here with you, taking only a portion and absolutely not severing your Foundation. What do you think?"

He was attempting to communicate with the Ice Scale Python. When a Yao Beast reaches the Late Golden Core Stage, its intelligence is already awakened; although it cannot speak human language, it can still understand simple intentions.

The Ice Scale Python flicked its tongue, its vertical pupils scanning back and forth between Shi Yue and Su Han's group, especially Su Han, who made it extremely wary.

It had guarded the earth vein spirit milk for many years, relying on the Spiritual Qi emitted by the milk and the occasionally dripping spirit liquid to Cultivate. Only then did it achieve its current cultivation level and even see a glimmer of hope for transforming into a dragon. It was absolutely impossible for it to easily give up the spirit milk.

But it also knew that the humans before it were not to be trifled with. Especially that youth in green; that finger strike just now was too terrifying. Furthermore, the aura of the woman with the lightning sword also made it extremely uncomfortable.

If they continued to fight to the death, it might not necessarily win, and even if it did, it would definitely be a pyrrhic victory, and it might even perish.

The instinct of a beast made it seek benefits and avoid harm.

The Ice Scale Python's massive head turned slowly, looking at the spirit milk in the center of the pool, then at the ready-and-waiting Su Han and the others, light flickering in its cold vertical pupils as if it were weighing the pros and cons.

A moment later, it let out a low hiss, its massive body shrinking back slightly, yielding part of the path to the center of the pool, but it still remained coiled not far from the spirit milk, warily staring at everyone.

This posture meant it had tacitly agreed to 'sharing', but it would never leave, and if anyone made an excessive move, it would definitely retaliate with all its might.

Shi Yue breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Han.

Su Han nodded slightly. His consumption was quite large, and Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao were not in peak condition either; it was naturally best if they didn't have to fight a life-and-death struggle with this Ice Scale Python.

"In that case, we will follow Lord Python's wishes." Shi Yue cupped his hands again, then said to Su Han, "Fellow Daoist Su, being able to repel the demonic cultivators this time was all thanks to the full assistance of you three. The collection and distribution of this earth vein spirit milk shall be presided over by Fellow Daoist Su; my Town Yue Tower has absolutely no objections."

He spoke these words sincerely. Without Su Han's trio, let alone the spirit milk, even their lives would have been hard to save. Moreover, the strength and calculation Su Han displayed also made him not dare to have any other thoughts.

Su Han did not decline either. After a moment of pondering, he said, "Spirit milk is the essence of heaven and earth; taking it requires caution, and one must not drain the pond to catch the fish. I see that there is not much accumulated in that hollow, and a drop is about to fall from the Stalactite above. How about we take most of what is accumulated in the hollow, leaving a small portion to nourish the Stalactite so its root is not severed, and also take that single drop of spirit milk that is about to fall? What does Fellow Daoist Shi think?"

Shi Yue nodded: "Fellow Daoist Su's considerations are thorough; it should be exactly so."

Su Han looked at the Ice Scale Python again and said, "I know it has not been easy for Lord Python to guard this. This time, we will use jade vessels to collect the milk so as not to harm the spirit milk's Origin. After we take it, this place will still be Lord Python's Immortal Cave. Although the Spiritual Qi will be slightly weakened, the Stalactite's root is undamaged, and in time, the spirit milk will regenerate. I hope Lord Python will provide this convenience."

His tone was calm, yet it carried an unquestionable flavor, while he secretly circulated the Spirit Nourishing Art to clearly transmit this intention over.

The Ice Scale Python hissed, its massive head nodding slightly as a sign of agreement, but its vertical pupils still closely watched Su Han's movements.

The agreement settled, Su Han said to Bi Yao, "Bi Yao, your movement technique is agile, and you are skilled at collecting spiritual items, so you should go and collect the spirit milk. Be careful not to trigger any natural Restriction that might exist in the pool or on the Stalactite."

Bi Yao smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Big Brother Su."

She twisted her slender waist, her body like a startled swan, lightly gliding toward the center of the pool. Her toes tapped gently on the pool water, spreading circles of ripples, as she landed on the protruding rock.

She first carefully observed the Stalactite and the hollow below, confirming there were no hidden dangers, and only then did she take out a warm-textured mutton-fat jade bottle and a jade spoon.

With gentle and swift movements, Bi Yao used the jade spoon to carefully scoop up the milky-white spirit milk accumulated in the hollow and put it into the jade bottle.

That spirit milk was as thick as honey, emitting a heart-refreshing exotic fragrance and extremely rich Spiritual Qi. Just taking a single sniff made one's spirit feel refreshed and their magic power faintly active.

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