Mythical Cultivation

When Wu Ming saw the Qingfeng Ox turn around and run away, he immediately felt relieved.

He secretly felt fortunate. If he really had to face three foundation-building monsters with strength comparable to his own, he would probably not only be unable to kill them all, but might even be forced to flee in a panic.

However, Qingfengniu's departure gave Wu Ming an excellent opportunity, allowing him to defeat the remaining two Nether Wolves.

Wu Ming did not rush to take action. He calmly observed the changes in the situation.

In comparison, the two Nether Wolves seemed a little impatient.

Although they harbored hatred towards Wu Ming, this hatred came more from the innate hostility towards cultivators in their blood.

The Green Wind Ox is their real enemy. Seeing the Green Wind Ox running away, the two Nether Wolves also want to retreat.

At this moment, Wu Ming suddenly launched an attack.

The Qingxiao Sword in his hand flashed a cold light in the air and stabbed straight at one of the Nether Wolves.

The Nether Wolf sensed the danger and quickly dodged sideways, but its fur was still scratched by the sword energy of the Qingxiao Sword.

At the same time, Wu Ming's Blood-Crying Whip, which had been hidden underground, also found the right opportunity.

Just when the Nether Wolf and the Qingxiao Sword were fighting fiercely and had no time to pay attention to anything else, the Blood-Crying Whip suddenly rushed out from under the rotten leaves like a poisonous snake, and tied up the defenseless Nether Wolf tightly with lightning speed.

The Nether Wolf widened his eyes, watching the Blood Whip tightly wrapped around his body like a poisonous snake, his heart filled with fear and despair.

It struggled desperately, trying to break free from the terrible restraints, but the power of the Blood-Weeping Whip grew stronger and stronger, making it difficult to move.

Just when the Nether Wolf was about to be completely restrained by the Blood-Crying Whip, the Qingxiao Sword flashed coldly in the darkness.

The Qingxiao Sword slashed across the neck of the Nether Wolf as fast as lightning. In an instant, a huge wolf head rolled down and blood splattered everywhere.

The Nether Wolf's body was still twitching unwillingly, as if it was extremely resentful of its own death.

There were originally two Nether Wolves in a good situation, but in the blink of an eye, only one was left.

This sudden change terrified the remaining Nether Wolf, and its heart was filled with fear and despair.

Looking at the body of its companion lying on the ground, its mind almost collapsed.

It had no time to care about Wu Ming in front of it. It just saw the wind coming from its feet and instantly disappeared into the night like a black wind.

At this time, Wu Ming was standing not far away, watching all this coldly.

He did not immediately chase the escaped Nether Wolf, but began to clean up the battlefield.

After all, the sky was gradually getting dark, and the night was very dangerous for humans, especially in this wilderness full of monsters.

Wu Ming knew that night was the home turf of monsters and beasts, and they would become more ferocious and difficult to deal with in the darkness.

So, he decided to find a safe place to rest for the night and then continue on his journey after dawn.

After all, he didn't want to offend the monster at this time.

If these three monsters had not suddenly appeared beside him, he would not have acted rashly.

Now, one of the three monsters is dead and two have escaped, which is exactly what he wants.

Wu Ming first took out a crystal clear jade bottle from his storage bag, and then gently placed the mouth of the bottle at the wound of the Nether Wolf that was still bleeding.

As the blood of the Nether Wolf slowly flowed into the jade bottle, the liquid in the bottle gradually turned bright red like blood and emitted a faint fishy smell.

The blood of the Nether Wolf at the Foundation Establishment stage is no ordinary thing. It contains powerful spiritual power and vitality. Whether it is used for refining pills or making cinnabar for talismans, it can be regarded as the top raw material.

Wu Ming knew this very well, so he cherished this bottle of Nether Wolf blood very much.

After collecting the blood of the Nether Wolf, Wu Ming did not stop his actions.

He gripped the Qingxiao Sword tightly, shook his wrist, and with a flash of sword light, the claws and teeth of the Nether Wolf were neatly cut off.

These two things are also excellent materials for refining weapons. They are hard and sharp, and can add a lot of power to magical weapons.

However, when Wu Ming's eyes fell on the fur of the Nether Wolf, he couldn't help but frown.

Originally, the fur should have been smooth and soft, but due to the attack of the Qingxiao Sword, several obvious holes had been pierced on it, greatly reducing its value.

Wu Ming sighed with some regret. The fur of this Nether Wolf could have been used to make a defensive robe, or to refine some formation flags, both of which were very practical items.

But now, because of these damages, its value has been greatly reduced.

However, Wu Ming also knew that this was already a pleasant surprise.

After all, the other materials of the Nether Wolf are well preserved, especially the bottle of precious blood and sharp claws and teeth, which are all very rare treasures.

Even though the value of the fur has decreased, overall the trip was still very fruitful.

Wu Ming put all the materials into the storage bag one by one, without missing anything.

Then, he turned his gaze to the corpse of the Nether Wolf. This was a rare and good thing, so it naturally could not be wasted.

So he found some dry branches and leaves nearby and quickly built a fire.

Wu Ming carefully placed the body of the Nether Wolf on the fire and began to roast it.

Although Wu Ming is already a cultivator at the Foundation Establishment stage, he can practice fasting and no longer needs food to replenish his physical strength.

But I don't refuse food, especially delicious food.

Even a cultivator with a high level of cultivation cannot necessarily give up his appetite. He can go without food and drink, but that does not mean that his body has no desires.

As the flames licked it, the fur of the Nether Wolf gradually turned golden, and the oil slowly seeped out, emitting bursts of tempting fragrance.

The shadow mouse nearby smelled the fragrance and immediately cried out excitedly. Its round little eyes were fixed on the Nether Wolf meat on the fire, as if it couldn't wait to have a taste of it.

"Don't worry, we have to wait a while."

Wu Ming smiled and touched Shadow Mouse's little head to comfort it.

Time passed minute by minute, and after about an incense stick of time, the Nether Wolf meat had been roasted to a golden color and filled with fragrance.

Wu Ming nodded with satisfaction, then he took the Qingxiao Sword and swung it lightly, and two pieces of wolf meat of appropriate size were cut off.

Wu Ming handed one of the larger pieces of wolf meat to Shadow Mouse. When Shadow Mouse saw the delicious food, it immediately jumped up excitedly, took the wolf meat which was bigger than its body, and then opened its little mouth without hesitation and began to chew it with relish.

The shadow mouse's mouth was full of oil, and its paws were also covered with oil. The way it wolfed down the food made people laugh.