Chapter 162: Chapter 161: Fierce Insects
A roar went through their minds. The three men’s faces were etched with shock.
To reach the 6th Layer of the Little Cloud Rain Technique in just two months... such a Cultivation speed was simply terrifying.
This was monstrous!
’So this is the aptitude of an Elder from the major academies?’
No wonder the Elders of the major academies were so sought-after! They could oversee an entire peak and become a Cave Master at such a young age.
The three of them sucked in a cold breath. As they looked at Qin Feng, a trace of deep, heartfelt respect was added to their original awe and fear.
With a flicker, Qin Feng’s figure entered the Spirit Garden, landing a few steps away from the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass in just a few strides.
Faint wisps of medicinal essence drifted over. Taking a light breath, his Innate True Qi instantly grew by a sliver.
A thought stirred in Qin Feng’s mind. He extended a hand, his Innate True Qi surging, and a Cloud Rain Seal shimmering with a faint black luster levitated above his right palm.
"A faint black Cloud Rain Seal?" Luan Xiaochuan, Xu Jie, and Zhao Yuan stared intently at the Cloud Rain Seal that had appeared on Qin Feng’s palm.
The three had never seen a Cloud Rain Seal that gave off a faint black color.
Normally, a first-layer Cloud Rain Seal was light blue.
A 4th Layer Cloud Rain Seal was blue.
A 6th Layer Cloud Rain Seal was deep blue.
But they had never seen a faint black one.
Countless threads of rain converged in the Void. Dark clouds gathered, the Spiritual Qi in the air fluctuated abnormally, and a deep blue drizzle began to fall from the sky.
Each and every drop radiated an unusual Spiritual Qi fluctuation.
"Spiritual Dew!"
Droplets of Spirit Water, imbued with the Power of Creation and Vitality, fell upon the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass. On its brown-spotted leaves, the spots gradually began to fade.
The Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass’s slender, white-jade-like stalk radiated Vitality. A dense medicinal aroma wafted like smoke as the brown spots faded away, restoring its milky-white color.
"It’s working!" Luan Xiaochuan and the other two were overjoyed.
Qin Feng nodded, and the sweet dew cloud above the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass immediately dissipated.
In just a few breaths, Qin Feng had already consumed nearly a tenth of his Innate Primordial True Qi.
"Not good, Cave Master, look!" Suddenly, Luan Xiaochuan pointed at the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass and shouted.
Qin Feng’s gaze fixed on it. The brown spots that had just faded on the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass were actually reappearing.
Qin Feng’s Five Senses Spiritual Sense was extremely powerful. Using the wondrous effect of Primordial Energy Resonance from the Little Cloud Rain Technique, he could seemingly see right through the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass.
The sensation was incredibly strange.
It was as if the moisture in the air and the water within the Spirit Medicine had become his eyes. In an instant, countless pieces of information flooded his mind.
Qin Feng’s eyes ’saw’ the direction of the airflow, perceived the sound of a small blade of grass breaking through the soil underground, and also ’saw’ the tiny, grayish-brown thread-like worm inside the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass.
It was a Spirit Insect! Grayish-brown all over, it looked like a miniature caterpillar but with fine, sharp fangs. In Qin Feng’s ’gaze’, it appeared exceptionally ferocious.
’This is an internal Evil Qi invasion!’ A sharp glint flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes.
Right now, this thread-worm was occupying the edge of the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass’s cap, greedily devouring its Vitality. It had even consumed most of the sweet dew he had just summoned.
It was precisely because of this grayish-brown thread-worm that the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass had been gradually wilting.
Perhaps sensing the threat from Qin Feng’s Spiritual Power, the thread-worm’s long, thin body first tensed up, then frantically began to burrow down through the cap of the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass.
It wanted to burrow through the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass and escape into the ground!
"Die!"
A cold glint flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes. A strand of faint blue Innate Invisible Sword Qi, as fine as a strand of hair, instantly shot out. Before the horrified gazes of Luan Xiaochuan and the other two, it blasted into the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass.
PSSHT!
A toothpick-sized hole suddenly appeared on the jade-white cap of the Cloud Pattern Ganoderma Grass. A stream of light blue Sword Qi, wrapped around a small gray worm, pierced through the cap and appeared before everyone.
"Innate Geng Metal Sword Qi!"
"This is..."
Two cries of alarm rang out almost simultaneously. Luan Xiaochuan was focused on the Sword Qi in Qin Feng’s hand, which writhed like a loach.
Zhao Yuan, however, was staring intently at the grayish-brown little thread-worm enveloped by the Sword Qi.
Qin Feng had enveloped the little thread-worm with Sword Qi. Amazingly, the little worm, caught in Sword Qi powerful enough to sever any Divine Weapon, was not only unharmed but was also fiercely ramming against the Sword Qi, trying to escape!
’What a ferocious and fierce little worm!’ Qin Feng was surprised. The cold glint in his eyes intensified.
Qin Feng formed a sword finger with his hand, and a beam of Innate Sword Qi that could slice through the Void slashed down on the little worm. However, something astonishing happened: the all-powerful Sword Qi couldn’t kill it.
The worm was alive and kicking, writhing in the air, its mouth full of fine fangs, exuding a vicious Evil Qi.
Qin Feng tried to envelop it in water vapor and crush it with water pressure, but it was completely useless against the little thread-worm.
Qin Feng’s expression turned extremely grim.
"Cave Master..."
Qin Feng glanced at the hesitant Zhao Yuan. His expression shifted, and he barked coldly, "Spit it out!"
Zhao Yuan said, "Cave Master, this is a Golden Thread Insect!"
"You know the origin of this little worm?" Qin Feng frowned.
Zhao Yuan lowered his head and said, looking with some trepidation at the unusually ferocious little worm, "This subordinate once read a vague description of this worm in an ancient text. It’s a rare type of Exotic Insect, said to be a descendant of the six great Fierce Insects of Ancient Times. It’s extremely good at absorbing and devouring things that contain essence qi!"
A trace of shock flashed in Qin Feng’s eyes. ’The six great Fierce Insects of Ancient Times! The Sun-devouring Green Locust, the Taiyin Fierce Centipede, the Emperor’s Heart Glazed Butterfly, the Golden Threaded King Insect...’
Qin Feng’s face was grim. The six great Fierce Insects of Ancient Times were monstrously powerful. Once mature, any one of them was no weaker than an Innate True Spirit.
"This Golden Thread Insect is a descendant of the Golden Threaded King Insect. Cave Master, look, although its body is grayish-brown, it has a faint golden line on its back. That’s the mark of a Golden Thread Insect!" Zhao Yuan’s expression was grave.
"That can’t be right. I’ve also heard of the six great Fierce Insects of Ancient Times. Those six are terrifying creatures capable of devouring Demon Gods. This Fierce Insect looks scary, but it doesn’t seem that impressive!" Xu Jie said, sizing it up with a doubtful gaze.
"This is still a larva of the Golden Threaded King Insect. It must have just hatched, or it wouldn’t have come to our Spirit Garden to steal Spirit Medicine!"
A trace of envy flashed in Zhao Yuan’s eyes.
’A Golden Threaded King Insect larva... that’s a true Divine Object. A larva like this is of immeasurable value.’
’An adult Golden Threaded King Insect can devour anything, rivaling an Innate True Spirit!’
’This larva might only possess a trace of the Golden Threaded King Insect’s bloodline, so its value might not be as great as a true larva’s, but if it’s subdued and carefully nurtured, who’s to say it couldn’t evolve into a true Golden Threaded King Insect in the future?’
Qin Feng remained where he was, his expression slightly moved.
Just then, the sound of flapping wings was heard.
FLAP! FLAP! With the sound of vibrating wings, a plump, strange bird came flapping over.
The flight of a bird is usually a pleasant sight to behold, but this strange bird just looked clumsy.
Xiaoba put in a great deal of effort just to fly to the black-robed youth’s shoulder, and he almost fell off.
"Gwak gwak, Brother Feng, you’re out of seclusion!"
"Huh? Gwak gwak, Brother Feng, you’re so considerate! You even prepared breakfast for this Eighth Master!"
A black shadow flashed. The next moment, before the stunned gazes of the crowd, the Golden Thread Insect was swallowed in one gulp by the strange bird that had appeared out of nowhere...
(This is the second update.)
