Although Qin Fengming had just been teleported to Manzhou when he encountered the demon beast disturbance, he and Li Ning had still made it through safely, escaping danger despite the brush with peril.
Moreover, Qin Fengming had reaped a rich harvest from his battle with the demon beasts this time. Two Level Six demon birds and one Level Seven demon beast—no matter where they were auctioned, they would fetch extremely high prices.
As for that Level Seven demon beast, Qin Fengming had not let the corpse refinement kill it on the spot. He had other great uses for it.
Although he did not yet know what species the Level Seven demon beast was, there was one thing Qin Fengming could see clearly: the beast contained a deadly poison. Cultivating Green Soul Silk required not only Yin souls but also highly toxic substances. This demon beast satisfied both conditions.
Qin Fengming had always prepared for a rainy day. Since such a good opportunity had practically knocked on his door, he naturally would not let it slip away.
The White Swift Boat beneath Qin Fengming's feet was pushed almost to its limit. It streaked through the towering mountains at high speed like a white silk ribbon.
By now, there were virtually no demon beasts left within a radius of several hundred thousand li. The few transformed demon beasts had already reached the vicinity of Baishi City, so Qin Fengming naturally no longer feared being targeted by powerful demon beasts.
Only after flying for nearly three hours did Qin Fengming drive the White Swift Boat down into an extremely concealed little gorge. The mountains here were high and the woods dense. Between two towering peaks lay a gorge more than twenty zhang wide.
If one did not search carefully, even a cultivator would