The Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle flew down from the sky with a storage bag. As it descended, its enormous body steadily shrank, soon transforming into a cultivator who landed before Ye Jingcheng and Ye Jingfeng.
"Master, I destroyed that man's physical body, but his Nascent Soul escaped. The other one was even more useless—he fled outright." The Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle still felt rather pleased with itself. Although Ye Jingcheng had bound it by contract, it believed most of the credit belonged to the Jade Qilin Dragon.
Had it fought its master out on the open snowfield, it believed Ye Jingcheng would never have had such an easy time.
But a moment later, it noticed another storage bag and a magical treasure in Ye Jingcheng's hands.
They clearly belonged to the Nascent Soul cultivator who had just fled. Its expression froze.
It had never imagined that the Nascent Soul cultivator would appear to flee toward the Northern Frost Kingdom while secretly sneaking back to Purple Frost Mountain.
Without even thinking, it knew he had come for the Frost Essence Condensation Fruit tree.
And had Ye Jingcheng not been here, he probably would have succeeded.
"Master..." The Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle lowered its head, its eyes filled with dejection.
"Do you know why things turned out this way today?" Ye Jingcheng asked.
The Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle raised its hooked nose and looked at Ye Jingcheng, its eyes full of confusion.
"Because you have no power base!" Ye Jingcheng said bluntly.
"If you had countless demon kings and greater demons stationed around Purple Frost Mountain, how could a Nascent Soul cultivator have slipped in unnoticed?" Ye Jingcheng continued.
Of course, part of his intention was to have the Purple-Eyed Cold Eagle gather a force of its own, just as the Earth Dragon Demon Emperor had