Trade Street

Seeing Ji Mu's envious yet helpless expression, Huo Hai shook his head. "All right, all right. You still have a long road ahead before reaching the Spirit Practitioner Realm. At worst, when the time comes, I'll help you get a piece too."

Without realizing it, Ji Mu seemed to have become Huo Hai's friend—or perhaps she gave him the feeling of family. Seeing Ji Mu so dejected, he could not help wanting to lend a hand. At those words, Ji Mu's eyes widened.

"Huo Hai, you—you said you'd help me get one too? You—you can still get one?" It was not that Ji Mu did not believe Huo Hai.

Huo Hai spread his hands. "Of course. What did you think? These treasures are valuable mainly because they're too rare, not because they're impossible to obtain. If I can kill one Icefire Bird, I can take down a second." Truthfully, Huo Hai had no confidence either. At least for now, he absolutely did not dare provoke an Icefire Bird. That thing was practically his nemesis.

Huo Hai believed that once he finished cultivating the Bone Tempering Formation and advanced to the Spirit Practitioner Realm, he would certainly be able to kill an Icefire Bird. Or perhaps he might find some special insect that could deal with one. It would have been great if Little Butterfly had been awake last time.

Just as Huo Hai had said, the reason such precious treasures were so valuable was not because obtaining them was dangerous. On the contrary, it was because there were too few of them. Like Frostflame Crystals, among creatures capable of producing Ice Flame within their bodies, Icefire Birds could be considered the lowest grade. The moment one was discovered, people would immediately hunt it down, so they were practically never seen.