It was not that Qin Fengming overestimated his own abilities, but that he knew full well that for the Silver Sheath Worms to undergo such a change meant there had to be something on the Flash Scale Beast that was enormously beneficial to them.
If he wanted the Silver Sheath Worms to advance and greatly increase their strength, then, if he proceeded step by step, it would truly be as True Person Yiyang had said: he would need to spend tens of thousands of years feeding them vast quantities of spirit pills before it could possibly happen.
Not to mention whether he could live for tens of thousands of years—the feeding of those exceedingly precious spirit herbs alone was something Qin Fengming could not accomplish at present.
The reason True Person Yiyang had been able to cultivate Mature Form Silver Sheath Worms was probably that he himself was a Mahayana cultivator of the Yangyi Clan. With a single word from him, countless resources would be piled before him in an endless stream.
With such uniquely blessed conditions, he naturally had no need to worry about lacking spirit herbs.
Qin Fengming, however, possessed no such ability. Every resource had been painstakingly gathered by him bit by bit. If he wanted the Silver Sheath Worms to advance continuously, merely imagining the quantity of spirit herbs required was enough to make him draw back.
It was precisely because he had sensed nearly three hundred thousand Silver Sheath Worms erupting into frantic agitation that he had finally decided to go alone and meet the Flash Scale Beast.
The agitation of the Silver Sheath Worms was certainly not caused by fear. Within the Spirit Beast Bracelet, ordinary auras were difficult for the Silver Sheath Worms to sense. Only certain unusual auras could be detected by