Feng Qingran’s almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. “Feng Ci, do you believe I can crack your eggshell open? And then make a nice bowl of egg drop soup?”
“You don’t have any way to crack my eggshell, so stop trying to scare me!” Feng Ci said, completely unconcerned.
“Oh, really?” A battle axe appeared in Feng Qingran’s hand. “I wonder if this axe here could chop your eggshell to pieces?”
“Holy crap! The Sky-Splitting Axe… where did you get that?” Feng Ci was shocked, and then it started trembling in fear.
If it were anything else, it wouldn’t have to worry about its shell getting cracked at all.
But the Sky-Splitting Axe was different. That thing could split apart even the sky and the earth!
There was no way its eggshell could hold up against that!
“Um, Master, I was wrong. I really didn’t mean to make fun of you. I was just amazed that you actually ran into an Iron-Eating Beast!” Feng Ci said, its tone full of flattery.
Feng Qingran’s eyes sparkled. “An Iron-Eating Beast? Are you sure it’s an Iron-Eating Beast?”
Iron-Eating Beasts have been rare since ancient times.
Even back in the ancient era, when strange beasts were everywhere, the Iron-Eating Beast was definitely at the very top of the food chain among them.
If someone could only choose one strange beast to form a contract with, those ancient greats would pick the Iron-Eating Beast without a second thought.
Because not only is the Iron-Eating Beast easy to feed, but it’s also incredibly powerful in battle.
It’s just a shame that there are so very few of them.
Feng Qingran never expected to run into such a rare Iron-Eating Beast herself.
Feng Ci replied with certainty, “I’m completely sure that’s an Iron-Eating Beast. Back in the上古 era, whenever an Iron-Eating Beast appeared, it would definitely stir up a bloodbath.”
“There are rumors that inside an Iron-Eating Beast’s body lies an incredibly rare kind of bloodline power, and the power within that bloodline is even said to far surpass the power of chaos.”
“Of course, those are just rumors. But the Iron-Eating Beast does have another name: the Lucky Beast. Anyone who gets an Iron-Eating Beast will see their luck improve somewhat.”
“Master, running into an Iron-Eating Beast right now, before all the other spirits have even hatched, is incredibly lucky. This way, you won’t need that luck stone at all anymore.”
After Feng Ci finished talking, it saw Feng Qingran put away the Sky-Splitting Axe, and it breathed a small sigh of relief.
“‘Iron-Eating Beast’ — such an un-cute name. It doesn’t suit it at all.” The smile on Feng Qingran’s face grew even brighter.
Raising an Iron-Eating Beast is way more worthwhile than raising three eggs of beasts that might hatch who knows when.
Plus, the Iron-Eating Beast is a vegetarian, so raising it wouldn’t cost much at all.
Something that eats little but fights hard — that’s exactly the kind of contracted beast she wanted most.
“Woman, do you really want to contract it? You’d better think it through. When an Iron-Eating Beast gets angry, it doesn’t care if you’re its master or not. One slap from its paw could turn you into a puddle of meat paste…” Feng Ci warned.
Feng Ci really didn’t want Feng Qingran to contract the Iron-Eating Beast. After all, one swipe of its claw could also crack its shell.
“It’s so cute, though. Why would I ever make it angry?” Right now, all Feng Qingran could think about was how to trick that little guy into coming with her.
Just then —
The Iron-Eating Beast crawled back into the cave from outside, sat down across from Feng Qingran, and held out its adorable paw. Lying on the paw were a few spirit plants.
The Iron-Eating Beast offered the spirit plants to Feng Qingran, gesturing for her to take them.
Feng Qingran took the plants. She didn’t recognize most of them, except for one: Dragon Scale Grass.
Dragon Scale Grass can be used to refine Primordial Yang Pills.
This grass is extremely rare throughout the entire cultivation world.
Seeing that Feng Qingran had accepted the plants, the Iron-Eating Beast finally picked up the spirit food and started eating.
Feng Qingran put away the plants, propped her chin on her hands, and said with beautiful eyes as bright as the moon, “So, how about you come back with me? From now on, you can have as much of this food as you want?”
The Iron-Eating Beast tilted its head, thinking. If it didn’t go back with her, did that mean it couldn’t keep eating?
Looking at the huge pile of spirit food in front of it, the Iron-Eating Beast finally nodded. Then it offered up a drop of its essence blood and presented it to Feng Qingran.
Feng Qingran’s glassy almond-shaped eyes flew wide open, shining with joy. It was actually asking to form a contract with her!
Honestly, her original plan was just to trick the little guy back to Lingyun Sect first, and then figure out a way to contract it later.
Without any more hesitation, Feng Qingran immediately activated the contract formation and completed the contract with the Iron-Eating Beast.
After the contract was done, Feng Qingran brought out another pile of snacks for the Iron-Eating Beast, letting it eat its fill.
“What’s your name?” Feng Qingran asked.
It seemed the Iron-Eating Beast hadn’t yet reached the point where it could speak human language.
The Iron-Eating Beast shook its head, meaning it didn’t have a name.
“Then how about I call you… Feng Youyou? What do you think?” Feng Qingran asked.
The Iron-Eating Beast nodded as it munched away.
“Hmph! You’re only thinking about it. Have you forgotten that Yuanbao is still waiting for you?” Feng Ci said sourly.
Feng Qingran stood up. “Of course I remember Yuanbao. Youyou, are you full yet?”
Feng Youyou looked up in confusion and nodded. It seemed its master was in a hurry, so it should be a good, well-behaved little one.
Feng Qingran scooped Feng Youyou up into her arms and handed it a skewer of spirit food. “Eat slowly. No need to save any.”
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Deep in the Bear and Tiger Hills.
The people of Qingyun Province clapped their hands together. “Young master, do you think this will do?”
Xiao Qingfeng lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen. He looked at Mo Jinghong and said angrily, “How have I offended you? Why are you doing this to me?”
A flicker of mockery passed through Mo Jinghong’s phoenix-like eyes. “I just wanted to show you that if you use your power to bully others, one day, you will face the backlash.”
Xiao Qingfeng’s expression froze. Could everything Mo Jinghong was doing be to vent anger on behalf of Feng Qingran?
But did Mo Jinghong even know that Feng Qingran had been killed by Baili Qingxuan?
“Young master, surely you don’t want to save them again here, do you?” Yun Hai said in a cold voice.
“Yes, I do.” Mo Jinghong’s voice was deep, his gaze as gentle as jade.
Yun Hai let out a cold laugh, and a mocking look appeared on his face. “Young master wouldn’t really think that a mere lord’s formation could trap a Void Spirit realm expert, would he?”
Mo Jinghong’s phoenix-like eyes sparkled like the stars. He raised his hand and casually tossed out an array disk.
The array disk landed right above the black hole and emitted a dazzling red light. In an instant, several pits around the black hole shot pillars of red light straight into the sky. Their aura was as vast and powerful as the sea.
