From Family Fisherman to Water Virtue True Immortal-Chapter 136: Flood Dragon Horn

"Golden Scaled Pangolin?"

Li Quanqing immediately became interested, opened the Spiritual Beast Bag, revealing a golden pangolin that was larger than a mandarin cat, with a soft underbelly.

[Mountain Conqueror]Golden Scaled Pangolin: "Using my little paws to dig and dig, the tunnels I dig out in the mountains are my home~"

[Cultivation: Qi Refining Fifth Level (46%)]

"Ow~"

The pangolin poked its pointed head out of the Spiritual Beast Bag, clinging with its two paws, looking around curiously, seemingly unafraid of strangers.

Its voice was very thin, giving an exceedingly tranquil feeling, its back adorned with gleaming scales, and its rounded black pupils making it appear very lively.

"A pretty remarkable exotic beast."

Li Quanqing spoke up, taking out several Feeding Spirit Pills to play with the little creature, this type of pangolin was quite rare and unusual on the island.

Wang Guhe, seeing this, smiled slightly and suggested giving the pangolin to Li Quanqing as a gift to congratulate him on his Foundation Establishment.

Li Quanqing repeatedly declined, wanting to buy it with Spirit Stones, but ended up getting the spiritual beast for free.

Watching the Li and Wang families chatting and laughing together, Carefree Zi couldn’t help squinting his eyes, feeling a bad premonition.

It seemed that the Wang Family, originally close with the Yun Family, is now showing a tendency to lean towards the Li Family?

Then wouldn’t Carefree Island be isolated!

Carefree Zi rubbed the Naling Storage Ring on his hand and suddenly said, "Earlier this year, in pursuit of the secrets of wind, I sailed the Cloud Boat alone to Cold Chi Immortal City and by chance obtained a treasure. I’d like Quanqing to take a look."

"Cold Chi Immortal City, is it the Loose Cultivator’s holy site, Golden Core Immortal City, 30,000 miles away?"

Li Quanqing became very interested upon hearing this.

He had also heard of this Immortal City, established by a Golden Core True Master, a cultivator with an ancient lineage and flourishing trade, considered a sacred place by countless Loose Cultivators.

Carefree Zi nodded, "The city is near the outer sea, rich in Demon Beast resources, and that True Master has tamed a Cold Chi, so pythons and flood dragons are very common."

He raised his hand to show the sea-blue ring, "This Spirit Storage Ring, I got it from the city, it’s much more convenient than a Storage Bag."

Everyone couldn’t help but gaze curiously, immensely intrigued by the legendary Immortal City.

Carefree Zi rubbed the ring, and after a flicker of light, he took out a twisted, gold-like reddish horn.

A unique aura spread out, noble and fierce, resembling a naturally superior race, imparting a powerful sense of oppression.

"Is this perhaps... a Dragon Horn?"

Li Quanqing touched his Spiritual Beast Bag at his waist, speaking unintentionally.

His Spiritual Beast Bag was quite advanced, allowing Demon Beasts inside to sense the outside environment.

Just now, the Dragon Flame Eagle sensed this horn, restlessly chirping inside the Spiritual Beast Bag.

"It’s hardly a Dragon Horn, just a horn from a Red Flame Flood Dragon, not particularly precious."

Carefree Zi said this, his face involuntarily showing a bit of pride: "I had the chance to meet several powerful Demon Hunters in the city, and together we hunted this Second-stage Demon Beast."

Li Quanqing could tell that the Yun Family’s cultivators seemed particularly fond of hunting the Demon Clan, perhaps a tradition passed down from their ancestors who cleared the wilderness.

"As Foundation Establishment has been achieved, let’s celebrate with this Red Flame Flood Dragon’s horn, showcasing the friendship between our families."

The young people present were all in high spirits, seemingly reaching a tacit understanding that left the Situ Family completely excluded.

Unable to refuse any further, Li Quanqing likewise took the flood dragon’s horn into his possession.

"Cold Chi Immortal City, are there many Jiao Mang Demon Beasts nearby?"

Li Quanqing noted in his mind, as Ao Qing would definitely need various rare resources for his future Foundation Establishment.

He continued to mingle with everyone until the trade fair ended. Then, he arrived at the Li Family’s arranged Cave Mansion in Whale Emperor Fang.

"Screech!!"

As soon as he entered the cave mansion, the Dragon Flame Eagle in the Spiritual Beast Bag couldn’t wait to cry out, struggling to break free.

Thankfully, the courtyard was spacious enough; otherwise, it really couldn’t accommodate this massive creature.

Li Quanqing released the Dragon Flame Eagle, took out the Red Flame Flood Dragon’s solitary horn, and watched its movements.

In a flurry, the Dragon Flame Eagle, clutching the horn in its claws, rubbed it against its feathers as if it were a cat teaser, and finally opened its mouth to exhale a breath of dragon flame over it.

The flame burned fiercely, distorting the air around it.

Threads and wisps of red mist emerged from the Flood Dragon’s horn, which the Spiritual Eagle eagerly absorbed into its stomach, the feathers all over its body fluffing up contentedly.

That sight irresistibly reminded one of a Treasure Light Toad breathing out precious aura, almost as if they were moulded from the same form.

Li Quanqing let the Spiritual Eagle do as it pleased, then took out a Gold Scaled Pangolin from the bag, placing it on the stone table for a closer look.

"Roar~"

The pangolin, seeing only one person in front of it, rolled its black eyes shrewdly and suddenly darted out.

Its speed was extremely fast, practically a streak of golden light, diving directly into the lush bushes. It dug through the soil layer with its two small paws, trying to burrow deep into the earth.

True to its name, the pangolin dug out a several meters deep pit in the blink of an eye. Even the hard rocks in front were bitten through with a snap and swallowed into its stomach.

The little pangolin’s body tightened its scale armor, a layer of earthy yellow light flowing over its whole body like rippling water, about to burrow into the ground and disappear in the blink of an eye.

"This lifebound demon technique is somewhat similar to the Human Clan’s Earth Escape Skill. It’s very suitable for mining."

Li Quanqing smiled slightly, flicked his finger, a thread of Foundation Establishment Power flew out like a fishing line, easily wrapping around the pangolin tightly and pulling it out from the ground.

"Still thinking of escaping? Just work for me honestly!"

A stream of divine sense emerged from Li Quanqing’s Mud Pill Palace, transforming into a faintly glowing Slave Beast Seal, easily implanted into the true spirit of the spiritual animal.

After finishing all these, it was just getting dark, and the night sky was beginning to fall. A group of seabirds chirped as they flew over head.

Smoke from cooking fires rose gently, and weary birds returned to their nests.

"It’s time to visit those Golden Core True Masters."

Li Quanqing stood up and returned the Dragon Flame Eagle back into the Spiritual Beast Bag.

Just like their Li Family, many Foundation Establishment forces had also completed a major change of personnel these days.

Many new Foundation Establishment cultivators needed to familiarize themselves with the battlefield environment to avoid any mishaps when the time came.

Li Quanqing walked out of the cave mansion, just in time to meet Li Kunlun and Li Zongyao also coming out.

The three nodded to each other as a greeting, then walked together towards the base of Shuihua Sword Sect.

The island under their feet was artificially made, hence the terrain was planned to be extremely flat and orderly.

On the east side of the island was an inner island lake, where Whale Emperor Fang was built, with numerous cultivators scattered in an orderly manner.

On the west of the island was a high mountain, overlooking a cliff by the sea, clear enough to view the scenery of the Whale Emperor Sect’s ruins, which was the main base of the Sword Sect.

By the time Li Quanqing reached the foot of this mountain, dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators had gathered here, some speaking softly, others meditating with closed eyes.

The combined spiritual might far surpassing that of Foundation Establishment, subtly caused the air itself to solidify, creating an absolute silence, the pressure formidable.

"Yun Family, Iron Sword Sect, Shen Family of Tianfu..."

Following behind the Old Clan Chief, Li Quanqing watched as the Foundation Establishment cultivators at the foot of the mountain formed into groups, each forming their own little circles.

"Green Jade Li Family is here."