Four Hundred Year Old Mandara Snake? Perfect for Making Bio-Cables!

"Help! Help me!"

"Block it! Quickly, block it!"

"My soul skill can't even scratch it! Its hide is too thick!"

The clearing deep within the dense forest was in complete disarray.

Xiao Chenyu, who had been so arrogant and domineering at the entrance earlier, was now rolling on the ground in terror, looking disheveled as he dodged one lethal strike after another.

Several of his lackeys were already lying on the ground, groaning in pain, their bodies covered in blood.

Yet, the creature hunting them down was not the Savage Bull that Qin Feng had anticipated.

It was a giant snake, four meters long, with a jet-black body and a pink flower pattern on its triangular head!

The snake's body looked as if it had been cast from steel, its scales shimmering with a cold, eerie luster under the sunlight.

It opened its blood-red maw, spewing out waves of sweet, pungent toxic mist; wherever the mist touched, the grass and trees withered and rotted instantly.

"Datura Snake!"

Hidden behind the bushes, Yu Xiaogang let out a low gasp, a flash of excitement in his eyes that immediately turned into fear.

"Judging by its length and the color of its scales... it has at least four hundred years of cultivation!"

"Furthermore, its venom is extremely potent, and its scales are as hard as iron, impervious to blades or spears."

"This is the perfect soul ring for a control-type or assault-type plant martial soul!"

"It's a pity, but Xiao Chenyu and his group are finished."

"Their cultivation as Soul Grand Masters is simply not enough to face this frenzied Datura Snake."

In the clearing.

Xiao Chenyu's martial soul was a Grey Wolf, and at this moment, it was swaying unsteadily, overcome by the toxic mist.

"Damn it! I am the son of the city lord! How could I die in a place like this!"

Xiao Chenyu roared in despair, his steel sword striking the snake's body only to spark, failing to leave even a white mark.

The Datura Snake's cold, vertical pupils were filled with mockery.

It whipped its tail around violently.

"Smack!"

Xiao Chenyu was sent flying like a ragdoll, slamming heavily into a large tree and coughing up a mouthful of blood; he had no idea how many ribs he had broken.

The giant snake opened its massive mouth, revealing sharp fangs, and lunged toward Xiao Chenyu's head.

Just at this critical moment.

"Hiss--!"

A streak of white cold air, sharp as a sword, shot out from the bushes on the side.

It struck the Datura Snake's open maw with pinpoint accuracy.

An extreme drop in temperature erupted instantly.

The Datura Snake's movements stiffened.

Its upper and lower jaws, which were about to snap shut, were frozen together in a single instant!

It wasn't just its mouth.

The white cold air spread rapidly, traveling down its throat, esophagus, and even across its scales, hungrily devouring all heat.

In just two seconds.

This terrifying four-hundred-year soul beast, under Xiao Chenyu's horrified gaze, turned into a lifelike ice sculpture!

It remained in its lunging posture, but all signs of life had completely vanished.

"This..."

Xiao Chenyu stared blankly at the ice sculpture before him, his mind a complete blank.

Who saved him?

Was it some high-level soul master passing by?

"Temperature controlled at minus 196 degrees, liquid nitrogen vaporized instantly to absorb the heat."

"Hmm, the cooling effect is quite good."

Qin Feng stepped out from the bushes, holding a spray gun connected to a large canister.

The nozzle was still emitting wisps of white vapor.

Grey Wolf followed behind him, holding a small notebook to record the data.

"Next time, I should make the nozzle smaller; I wasted 0.5 liters of liquid nitrogen just now, and that was something I worked so hard to separate from the air."

Yu Xiaogang also stepped out, looking at the frozen Datura Snake with an extremely complex expression in his eyes.

Is this the power of science?

There was no need to compete in soul power, nor any need to search for weaknesses.

He simply used extreme physical low temperatures to halt its biological activity at the molecular level.

This was nothing short of a dimensional strike!

"It... it's you?!"

When Xiao Chenyu saw who it was, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"How is this possible! What is that broken pipe of yours?!"

"You actually killed a four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake?!"

Qin Feng walked over to the Datura Snake, completely ignoring Xiao Chenyu's shouting.

He took out a small hammer and tapped the snake's body lightly.

"Clang, clang, clang."

It emitted a crisp, metallic sound.

"Frozen solid. This makes it convenient to dismantle."

Qin Feng turned his head to look at Grey Wolf.

"Brother Wolf, get to work."

"Peel the snake skin off in one piece; this stuff has great insulation, perfect for flooring in my laboratory."

"Extract the snake tendons; I need them to make a shock-absorbing sling for Bullet."

"Most importantly, that spinal column—it's a natural biological cable casing, so don't damage it."

"Don't waste the venom sac either. Extract it; we'll make a few poison gas bombs later for Tang San to have a taste."

"You got it!"

Grey Wolf rubbed his hands together excitedly and pulled out that buzzing Vibration Blade.

"Zzzzzzt—"

A teeth-grinding cutting sound rang out.

Under the horrified gazes of Xiao Chenyu and Yu Xiaogang.

These two "demons," as if they were merely butchering a chicken, skillfully hacked this four-hundred-year-old top-tier soul beast to pieces on the spot!

So much for the dignity of a soul beast, or the terror of a predator.

At this moment, it was nothing more than a pile of raw materials waiting to be sorted.

"Stop... stop right there!"

Xiao Chenyu snapped back to reality, his greed overcoming his fear.

He struggled to stand up, pointing at the snake carcass on the ground.

"We found this snake first! We were the ones who wounded it, you just picked up the scraps!"

"Its soul ring is mine! The materials are mine too!"

"You two commoners, get lost! Otherwise, I'll have my father..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

Qin Feng stopped what he was doing.

He turned around slowly, still holding a piece of snake gallbladder that was dripping with green mucus.

"You say this is yours?"

A smile played on Qin Feng's face, but there wasn't a shred of warmth in it.

"What did you just call me? A commoner?"

He walked toward Xiao Chenyu step by step.

That aura, the same one he had dared to unleash even when facing Tang Hao, instantly made it hard for Xiao Chenyu to breathe.

"I saved your pathetic life, and not only do you not say thank you."

"You dare ask me for things?"

Qin Feng pulled a newly modified revolver from his waist.

This was not a gunpowder firearm.

It was an Air Compression Cannon that Grey Wolf had modified using discarded Soul Tool parts.

"Bang!"

A muffled sound echoed.

A high-pressure air bullet struck the ground at Xiao Chenyu's feet, blasting out a crater the size of a bowl.

Dirt splattered all over Xiao Chenyu's face.

"Ah—!"

Xiao Chenyu was so terrified that he collapsed onto the ground, his crotch instantly soaking through.

"Get lost."

Qin Feng only said a single word.

"Before I decide to recycle you as raw material as well."

Xiao Chenyu looked at the pitch-black muzzle of the gun, then glanced at the werewolf beside him who was still nonchalantly dissecting a corpse.

He broke down.

"Lunatics! You are all lunatics!"

He scrambled away on his hands and knees, not even bothering to look back at his own subordinates.

Yu Xiaogang watched this scene and let out a sigh.

"Qin Feng, by doing this, you have completely offended the City Lord's Mansion."

"What is there to fear?"

Qin Feng tossed the snake gallbladder into a formalin jar, his eyes burning with fanaticism.

"As long as I can digest this batch of materials."

"Never mind the City Lord's Mansion."

"Even if it were the imperial palace of the Heaven Dou Empire, I would dare to break in."

Just then.

The radar in Grey Wolf's hand suddenly emitted a sharp, urgent alarm.

"Beep beep beep beep!"

"Qin Feng! There's a big one!"

"Due north! High-energy reaction!"

"The energy index exceeds one thousand! And... there is a strong electromagnetic signal!"

Qin Feng snapped his head up, a brilliant light flashing in his eyes.

Exceeds one thousand?

A thousand-year spirit beast!

And it has electromagnetic waves?

That is the signature trait of a lightning-attribute spirit beast!

"It's finally here."

Qin Feng licked his lips, that greed belonging to a mad scientist surfacing once again.

"I was just worrying that the laboratory didn't have enough power."

"And now a living generator has been delivered to my doorstep?"

"Master, get ready."

"Tonight, we are going to pull off something big."