With a hum, the Wenjin Shuttle returned to Xu Yan's sleeve.
Both of them looked toward the Multicolored Spirit Clam King. Xu Yan's strike had flipped it over, smashing a huge crater into the peach grove's soil and sending clouds of dust billowing up. It howled and rolled, sounding like a woman sobbing.
"For an ornamental spirit clam to grow to this size is truly incredible."
Xu Yan raised an eyebrow and remarked casually.
The spirit pearls produced by spirit clams were much like the spirit stones yielded by spiritual mineral veins. But spirit clams were exceedingly rare, so spirit pearls had never become a currency among Foundation Establishment Path cultivators.
Still, high-quality spirit pearls had plenty of uses. They could be ground into powder for pill refining and medicine, and pearls from spirit clams with special attributes could also be used for cultivation.
Xu Yan strode up to the Multicolored Spirit Clam King.
His primordial mystic qi surged out, suppressing it until it could not move. Then, with a sweep of his Qiankun Bag, he collected all twelve spirit pearls from the Spirit Shell King's mouth.
These pearls contained energy distilled from the essence of this grotto-heaven, making them ideal for cultivation.
Woo, woo-
The Multicolored Spirit Clam King whimpered. It possessed no intelligence and merely sobbed as a reflex, probably having learned it from the imperial concubines.
"Taking it back to raise in my cave abode would give me quite a curiosity. It could produce spirit pearls, too."
As Xu Yan pondered this, he extended his spiritual sense into the Multicolored Spirit Clam King's sea of consciousness. He could feel it resisting, but its feeble spiritual sense was no match for his.
Xu Yan's spiritual sense immediately crushed its resistance. Once he left a spiritual sense imprint, it