Chapter 7

The terrain became increasingly low as they moved forward, and the entire canyon resembled a set of steps, extending downward. At the bottom of the canyon, it was dark and damp, with dense thorny bushes and moss covering the mountain walls on both sides. A musty smell permeated the air, making it extremely uncomfortable to breathe.

"Are you sure that guy didn't lie to us? Is there really a Dragon Centipede here? Even if there is, why do we have to come here? There are so many spirit beasts waiting for us to kill up there, why do we have to come to such a dangerous place?" Lan Dai muttered as she walked, her lips pouting, showing a look of dissatisfaction.

Anyone who saw Lan Dai at this moment would find her adorable, but Ximen knew very well that this cute and charming little girl was the one who could kill without batting an eye, a living tyrannosaurus.

"The more dangerous it is, the more money there is. Do you know what I mean? If I don't do this, how can I gather enough money to send you home?" Bai Mo snorted.

"You?" Lan Dai was momentarily at a loss for words.

"What do you mean? Did I say something wrong? You've been away from home for a long time, and it's time to go back and take a look. Always staying with me isn't a good idea in the long run." Bai Mo said calmly.

"I... Okay." Lan Dai nodded innocently.

"Stupid, stupid, I can't just tell you I don't want to go home, can I? I came back because I was running away from an arranged marriage, how could I think of going back like this?"

"I've always been nagging this stupid guy to earn money for me, saying I want to go home. If he suddenly earns enough money and I have to go back, what will I do then?"

"Oh, what a headache."

Just as Lan Dai was struggling with this internal conflict, Bai Mo, who was walking at the front, suddenly stopped, his nerves on high alert. He pointed ahead and whispered, "Found it, it's really a Dragon Centipede!"

"Is this the Dragon Centipede? It's really impressive, can we handle it?" Ximen peered through the thorny bushes and muttered.

It's no wonder Ximen was so stunned; the spirit beast in front of them was truly eye-catching. Even in the Woniun Mountains, where Bai Mo had hunted many fierce beasts, none of them could compare to this one. This creature was about thirty zhang (nearly 100 meters) long, and its length alone was intimidating. After consuming a dragon's skeleton and mutating, each of its legs was as thick as a tree, exuding a fierce aura. The black scales on its body reflected black light under the sunlight, giving the impression of being indestructible.

Of course, the most eye-catching feature was the single horn!

No centipede had ever had a horn, but this one did, and it was a full zhang (about 3.3 meters) long, entirely black-green. From a distance, it looked like a long spear firmly planted in the ground. Anyone who was pierced by this horn, even if they had a ninth-grade defensive spirit artifact, would be unable to resist and would be instantly gutted.

"Shh, there's movement!" Bai Mo whispered.

The Dragon Centipede, which had been lying still, suddenly turned its head, staring intently at something ahead. The black-green horn on its head seemed to be suddenly filled with blood, revealing a hint of red. Its legs began to move rapidly, instantly entering a highly defensive state.

Quack! Quack!

Almost as soon as the Dragon Centipede completed its defensive stance, a dense, thunderous roar erupted from the thorny bushes ahead. With the rustling of the bushes, a spirit beast leaped out, landing heavily on the ground, sending countless fist-sized stones flying. A surging, overwhelming aura of ferocity erupted.

This creature was like a small hill, standing over ten zhang (about 33 meters) tall, its massive body exuding a terrifying aura. Its eyes rolled, emitting fierce glares. Most strikingly, its skin was silver-white, reflecting a dazzling light even at dusk.

"A Silver Ancient Clam, and it's at the Enlightenment stage!" Ximen exclaimed.

Bai Mo's eyes lit up. A Silver Ancient Clam at the spirit master level, if its essence blood were extracted and refined into blood beads, it would definitely boost his cultivation significantly.

I must obtain the blood of these two spirit beasts!

"Xiao Bai, your eyes are burning with intensity. You're not really thinking of making a move, are you?" Lan Dai whispered, noticing the gleam in Bai Mo's eyes.

"Why not? Can't I?" Bai Mo countered.

"Of course, I have no objections, but I just want to remind you that these two spirit beasts have the strength comparable to peak spirit masters." Lan Dai said.

"What? You want to make a move? No, absolutely not!" Ximen quickly shook his hands.

"Did I say I want to make a move now? Please, I don't want to die for no reason. Relax, as the best hunter in the Woniun Mountains, I know what to do. Shh, watch the show, they're about to fight." Bai Mo shrugged, looking relaxed.

Quack! Quack!

Sure enough, as Bai Mo spoke, the Silver Ancient Clam, growing impatient, took the initiative to provoke. It didn't jump but moved its body from side to side, each time opening its mouth to release a ball of icy cold air. Don't underestimate these ice balls; each one was condensed with the Silver Ancient Clam's ice-type spirit energy.

Bang! Bang!

Each ice ball exploded, releasing a terrifying force, piercing towards the Dragon Centipede's body. In a short moment, the Silver Ancient Clam had released nearly a hundred ice balls.

Under normal circumstances, the Dragon Centipede wouldn't fear the Silver Ancient Clam. They had fought before, and both were familiar with each other's tactics. But now, it was truly powerless. It had just laid eggs and was in a state of extreme weakness, its strength greatly diminished, now only at the mid-stage spirit master level.

Because of this, the Dragon Centipede didn't think of attacking from the beginning but remained in a defensive state. Its long body began to coil, releasing a cold, damp aura to cover its scales, trying to block the ice balls.

Quack! Quack!

Unfortunately, the Silver Ancient Clam had anticipated this. Under the cover of the ice balls' explosions, it suddenly jumped up, then fell like a small mountain, stomping down on the Dragon Centipede's head. If it were to land, the Dragon Centipede, with its current strength, would be turned into a meat paste.

"I can't just die like this!" Bai Mo clenched his fists, shouting in his heart.

From the beginning, Bai Mo had planned to watch the two beasts fight to the point of mutual exhaustion before making his move. If the Silver Ancient Clam were to easily win, what would he do next?

"Look at its horn!" Lan Dai exclaimed in surprise.

The Dragon Centipede, having consumed a dragon's skeleton and mutated, now had a black-green horn on its head. In the face of the Silver Ancient Clam's sudden attack, it didn't retreat but advanced, arching its body in a desperate move.

Roar...

The most intense scene unfolded. The Silver Ancient Clam, which thought it could avoid the attack, was pierced by the horn, its body torn open. The two forces collided, and the Silver Ancient Clam spewed blood, landing with a crash, sending numerous large rocks flying.

The Dragon Centipede was also in a dire state, its already injured body torn apart by the Silver Ancient Clam's claws. Blood gushed out, and the scene became extremely brutal.

"Blood, this is precious blood, don't let it flow, don't let it flow."

Compared to the two spirit beasts' fierce battle, Bai Mo, hiding in a corner, was heartbroken. His muttering and the regretful look on his face left Lan Dai and Ximen speechless.

You don't care about other parts of the spirit beasts, but you're only thinking about the blood, which is strange!

In a battle, blood will always be shed. The one who bleeds the most and dries up first will die. This is normal. In such a situation, how can blood be considered precious? The most valuable should be the horn, or the spirit pills.

Bai Mo ignored their questioning gazes, staring intently at the two spirit beasts, ready to make his move. He couldn't wait for them to bleed out completely; if that happened, he would be at a great loss.

"Hurry up and finish it!"

As if hearing Bai Mo's thoughts, the Silver Ancient Clam, with blood flowing from its belly, became even more frenzied. Its eyes turned blood red, and it jumped up, ignoring its injuries, spraying countless ice spears and ice swords at the Dragon Centipede while stomping down on the horn again.

This time, the Dragon Centipede wasn't as lucky. Its strength, already weakened by laying eggs, was completely drained. It could only watch as the Silver Ancient Clam stomped down. In a tragic cry, it thrust its horn into the Silver Ancient Clam's belly again and then fell to the ground, dead.

Even though the Dragon Centipede's head was crushed to a pulp, the horn remained intact, piercing the Silver Ancient Clam's belly, looking terrifying and fierce.

Quack! Quack! Quack!

The Silver Ancient Clam, severely injured, roared in pain. Seizing this opportunity, Bai Mo, without hesitation, threw his fish spear, which flew through the air in a graceful arc, piercing the Silver Ancient Clam's throat.

Bai Mo then kicked off the ground, his body shooting forward like an arrow, his low, fierce roar echoing through the canyon.

"Blood Shadow Slash!"

Quack...

The Silver Ancient Clam, indeed, had the strength of a peak spirit master, and it was indeed a rarely seen spirit beast. But what could it do? Already injured by the Dragon Centipede, it had little threat left. After barely deflecting the fish spear, it felt a piercing pain in its abdomen, unable to resist Bai Mo's Blood Shadow Slash and the sudden extraction of the horn. It fell to the ground with a thud.

"How is this possible?"

"What's going on?"

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