Inside the cave abode excavated beneath the barren mountain.
Li Ping set up restrictions to block divine sense, then sat cross-legged and took the beast cage encased in solid ice out of his Spirit Beast Bag.
His main reason for setting up the restrictions was to keep Feng Xishuang from learning about the Scarlet Flood Dragon hatchling.
After all, the Scarlet Flood Dragon Hatchling's origins could not bear the light of day.
He had obtained the beast only after forcibly killing a late-stage Core Formation cultivator.
Barring any surprises, he was already in the sights of that mysterious faction, which had at least seven Nascent Soul cultivators.
Fortunately, he had used a false appearance to attend the auction and had not exposed his true identity.
Thus, the fewer people who knew he had obtained the Scarlet Flood Dragon hatchling, the better.
In any case, even if he successfully subdued the Scarlet Flood Dragon Hatchling, the little fellow would not be able to help him in actual combat anytime soon.
Enveloped in solid ice, the Scarlet Flood Dragon hatchling curled into a ball and shivered, no longer displaying the arrogance he had shown at their first meeting.
Li Ping smiled and nodded. He swept a hand over the ice, withdrawing all the cold flame's energy, and the temperature inside the cage slowly returned to normal.
Only then did the Scarlet Flood Dragon uncurl and coil his body, raising his head to look at Li Ping. A trace of fear was plainly visible in his eyes.
Clearly, being trapped in the ice cage, hungry and cold, had made him suffer quite a bit.
Li Ping took a bottle of low-grade Beast-Feeding Pills from his Storage Bag and flicked one into the cage.
Seeing this, the Scarlet Flood Dragon thought Li Ping was