At the first mention of Ice Spiders, Qin Fengming's heart stirred greatly.
An Ice Spider capable of intercepting three late Nascent Soul stage cultivators had to be at least a ninth-level beast. There might even be tenth-level Ice Spiders among them.
The inner cores of such highly valuable spider-type Demon Cultivators would definitely be of great benefit to the Black Spider in his Spirit Beast Bracelet.
Although his Black Spider and Purple-Black Centipede had consumed many precious items, they had remained stuck ever since advancing to the seventh level.
Over the years, he had fed them no small number of poisonous insects and spiritual items, but they still showed not the slightest intention of undergoing tribulation and transforming.
This left Qin Fengming speechless, but he was not anxious. Even without the assistance of these two spirit beasts, he would not feel that anything was lacking.
If a Integration stage cultivator saw these two spirit beasts, then even if they offered that person spirit stones to take them away, the person would not raise such low-grade spirit beasts.
After flying for another full day, Qin Fengming heard Fan Gu speak. He circulated the magic power within his body, and the enormous flying boat came to a halt halfway up a mountain.
"Three hundred miles ahead is the place where those Ice Spiders gather. I imagine Fellow Daoist cannot restrain more than a dozen Ice Spiders alone. Although I cannot kill those beasts, I can still hold back several of them."
With a gloomy expression, Fan Gu swept his divine sense over the area ahead and finally said a few more words.
"Your injuries have not yet healed, so it would be best for you to remain here. This Qin will go ahead. If I cannot defeat them, I will flee from