In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

This single finger strike nearly drained most of the chaotic true essence within his body, and also contained a trace of the faint, annihilating true meaning he had gleaned from the "Seed of Dao".

Its power is terrifying, but its consumption is also enormous.

After pointing his finger, Su Han's face turned pale instantly, and his aura weakened considerably, but his eyes remained sharp as knives as he coldly looked at the late-stage Golden Core demonic cultivator known as "Second Brother".

The second brother witnessed his eldest brother being turned to ashes by Su Han's finger, and was so frightened that he lost all will to fight.

"Monster! You're a monster!"

He screamed, forgetting even about the earth vein spirit milk, and turned to flee for his life outside the valley, not even having time to retrieve his damaged magic weapon.

"Want to go?"

A cool voice sounded.

A stunning blue sword light arrived first, as if traversing space, and instantly swept across the second brother's neck.

It was Lu Xueqi's Tianya Divine Sword.

The second brother's flying figure suddenly stopped, his head flew into the air, and extreme fear remained on his face. The headless corpse fell to the ground, blood gushing out.

The remaining two demonic cultivators, witnessing the instantaneous deaths of their leaders, were terrified. They were then surrounded and attacked by Shi Yue and the Ice Scale Python, who had recovered, and soon perished one after another.

The valley fell silent instantly.

Only the heavy smell of blood and the lingering energy fluctuations told the story of the brief but brutal melee that had just taken place.

The Ice Scale Python coiled around the edge of the pool, its cold, vertical pupils warily watching Su Han and the others, especially Su Han, whose eyes even revealed a hint of anthropomorphic fear.

Although Su Han's Annihilation Finger was mainly aimed at the scarred bald man, the terrifying aura it emitted also made the scarred bald man feel a fear originating from his life instinct.

Panting heavily, Shi Yue and the other three looked at the corpses of the demonic cultivators scattered on the ground, then at Su Han, whose aura was weak but whose eyes were still calm, as well as Lu Xueqi, who stood with her sword sheathed and looked as aloof as an immortal, and Bi Yao, who was smiling sweetly as if she had just played a game. Their hearts were filled with shock and lingering fear.

They knew that Su Han and his two companions were very strong, but to this extent, and with such deep and ruthless scheming, still exceeded their expectations.

Especially Su Han's last eerie and terrifying finger strike, which was simply unheard of.

"Fellow Daoist Su... are you alright?" Shi Yue suppressed his inner turmoil and asked with concern. He could tell that Su Han had exhausted himself.

"It's alright, I can adjust my breathing for a while." Su Han shook his head, took out a pill and swallowed it, then turned his gaze to the still menacing Ice Scale Python and the Earth Vein Spirit Milk in the center of the pool.

Now, the biggest threat has shifted from the demonic cultivators to this guardian beast, and... how to distribute the spoils.

Although the Ice Scale Python had expended considerable energy and suffered some injuries, its strength was still not to be underestimated, especially since this icy pool was its home ground.

Shi Yue understood the situation. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and cupped his hands to the Ice Scale Python, saying, "Python Lord, we came here seeking the Earth Vein Spirit Milk and have no intention of fighting to the death with you. Those demonic cultivators have already been killed, and you should know our methods. We are willing to share this spiritual milk with you, taking only a portion and never severing your foundation. What do you say?"

He attempted to communicate with the Ice Scale Python. Demonic beasts that reach the late Golden Core stage possess intelligence; although they cannot speak, they can understand simple thoughts. The Ice Scale Python flicked its tongue, its vertical pupils scanning Shi Yue, Su Han, and the others, especially Su Han, whom it greatly feared.

It has guarded the earth's spiritual milk for many years, relying on the spiritual energy emanating from the milk and the occasional drops of spiritual liquid to cultivate, which has led to its current level of cultivation, and it has even seen a glimmer of hope for transforming into a dragon. There is absolutely no way it would easily give up the spiritual milk.

But it also knew that these humans were not to be trifled with. Especially that young man in blue; his finger strike just now was terrifying. And the woman wielding the lightning sword also made it extremely uncomfortable.

If they continue fighting to the death, they may not win. Even if they do win, it will be a Pyrrhic victory, and they may even perish.

Wild animals are driven by instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm.

The Ice Scale Python slowly turned its massive head, glancing at the spiritual milk in the center of the pool, then at Su Han and the others who were on high alert. Its cold, vertical pupils flashed, as if it were weighing the pros and cons.

A moment later, it let out a low hiss, its massive body shrinking back slightly to clear part of the path leading to the center of the pool, but it remained perched not far from the spirit milk, watching the group warily.

This stance implies that it tacitly agrees to "share," but will never leave, and will fight back fiercely if others go too far.

Shi Yue breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Su Han.

Su Han nodded slightly. He had expended a great deal of energy, and Lu Xueqi and Biyao were not at their peak either. It would be best if they could avoid a life-or-death struggle with this Ice Scale Python.

“In that case, we shall do as Lord Python wishes.” Shi Yue cupped his hands again, then said to Su Han, “Fellow Daoist Su, we were able to repel the demonic cultivators this time thanks to the great help of the three of you. The collection and distribution of this earth vein spiritual milk will be overseen by Fellow Daoist Su, and my Zhenyue Tower has no objection.”

He spoke sincerely. Without Su Han and the other two, they wouldn't even be able to save their lives, let alone obtain the spiritual milk. Moreover, the strength and cunning Su Han had displayed made him dare not have any other thoughts.

Su Han did not refuse. After a moment's thought, he said, "Spiritual milk is the essence of heaven and earth. We must be careful when taking it and not exhaust its resources. I see that there is not much accumulated in that depression, and a drop is about to drip from the stalactite above. Why not take most of what is accumulated in the depression, leave a small amount to nourish the stalactite so that it will never run dry, and take the drop of spiritual milk that is about to fall as well? What do you think, Fellow Daoist Shi?"

Shi Yue nodded: "Fellow Daoist Su's consideration is thorough and just right."

Su Han then looked at the Ice Scale Python and said, "I know it is not easy for the Python Lord to protect it. This time, when I take the milk, I will use a jade vessel to hold it so as not to damage the source of the spiritual milk. After it is taken away, this place will still be the Python Lord's cave. Although the spiritual energy will be slightly weakened, the stalactite roots will not be damaged. Given time, the spiritual milk will regenerate. I hope the Python Lord will do me a favor."

His tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air, while he secretly channeled the "Spirit Condensation Technique" to clearly convey his intention.

The Ice Scale Python hissed and nodded its massive head slightly, as if in agreement, but its vertical pupils remained fixed on Su Han's movements.

With the agreement settled, Su Han said to Bi Yao, "Bi Yao, you are agile and skilled at collecting spiritual items, so you can go and collect the spiritual milk. Be careful not to trigger any natural restrictions that may exist in the pool or on the stalactites."

Biyao smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Brother Su."

With a twist of her slender waist, she moved with the grace of a startled swan, lightly skimming towards the center of the pool. Her toes lightly touched the water, creating ripples, and she landed on a protruding rock.

She first carefully examined the stalactites and the depressions below them to confirm that there were no hidden dangers before taking out a warm-textured mutton fat jade bottle and a jade spoon.

With gentle yet swift movements, Biyao carefully scooped up the milky-white spiritual milk accumulated in the pit with a jade spoon and put it into a jade bottle.

The spiritual milk was as thick as honey, emitting a refreshing and intoxicating fragrance and an extremely rich spiritual energy. Just a whiff of it was enough to invigorate one's spirit and subtly activate one's magical power. (End of Chapter)