Cultivation Starting from Choosing Augments

Chapter 311 - 175: Crown Feather and Purple Scale, Breakthrough to Foundation Establishment Level 9

’Maybe this battle is the opportunity I’ve been waiting for.’

Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and turned to ask, "Song, do you have any extra Concealing Breath Spirit Liquid on hand?"

"If it’s convenient, spare me two more bottles."

Huh?

Disbelief was written all over Song Jingyi’s face. ’What are you trying to do?’

"Xiao, that’s a Golden Eagle capable of Wind Manipulation! It can cover hundreds of miles with a single flap of its wings."

"Once it has its eyes on you, it’s nearly impossible to escape, no matter how powerful your Escape Techniques are."

Xiao Chen reassured him, "It’s fine. I know what I’m doing."

"You and Qi go on ahead. I’ll catch up later. I’m faster than you, so I’ll stay here and watch a little longer."

"A clash of Wind and Thunder is a rare sight. I might even gain some enlightenment from it."

Since he put it that way, Song Jingyi couldn’t persuade him any further.

He couldn’t very well stop Xiao Chen from seeking enlightenment; that would just create a grudge.

So, he took out four bottles of Concealing Breath Spirit Liquid from his Storage Bag. "Xiao, Qi and I will head out first, then. You be careful."

After speaking, Song Jingyi glanced into the distance and descended the mountain with a panicked expression.

He didn’t dare use Sword Flight for fear of attracting attention.

Together with Qi Xingwen, he ran south, staying close to the ground.

RUMBLE!

A violent Spiritual Qi Tide swept over, yet the mist spewed by the Purple Crystal Python remained condensed and did not disperse.

Xiao Chen opened a bottle of Concealing Breath Spirit Liquid, poured it over himself, and moved directly toward the battle.

He planned to get a bit closer to watch the fight. If that didn’t work out, he’d charge right in.

After all, he wasn’t afraid of the poisonous mist.

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Sometimes, you just had to admit that comprehension was a part of one’s innate talent.

Some people are born with a photographic memory, able to comprehend the Great Dao or even create their own Magic just by watching others fight.

But Xiao Chen clearly didn’t possess that kind of genius.

He lay at the foot of the mountain, watching for a long time, but all he could figure out was that both Demon Beasts were extremely powerful.

As for anything else, he hadn’t comprehended a single thing.

Witnessing the clash of Wind and Thunder, he could feel a certain resonance, but he was still missing that sliver of opportunity to help him take the next step.

The feeling was like seeing someone you knew but suddenly being unable to remember their name.

They seem so familiar, yet you just can’t recall it for the life of you.

Xiao Chen even wanted to get a little closer, but in the end, his reason prevailed, and he didn’t actually move in.

Ten li was already a very, very dangerous distance. Any closer and he might get caught in the crossfire.

If that happened, he would have to retreat immediately, which wouldn’t be worth it at all.

It was better to stay here and observe a while longer with his Eye of Truth, just to broaden his horizons.

For some reason, the two Demon Beasts seemed to be fighting with real fury, neither willing to back down.

Soon, the Golden Eagle failed to dodge again and was struck on the head by another bolt of purple lightning, which blasted off a large number of feathers.

One of them drifted about in the chaotic winds and actually landed thirty zhang in front of Xiao Chen.

The distance wasn’t close, but it wasn’t far either.

With his Body Refining Cultivation, it would only take about three breaths’ time to crawl over there.

As long as he moved slowly enough, he was unlikely to attract the attention of the two Demon Beasts.

Xiao Chen looked at the fallen feather, and he was tempted.

’I’m already here. It’d be a waste to go back empty-handed. Why not take a feather back with me?’

He crawled forward and successfully reached the feather.

The feather before him was about a foot long and six inches wide. Its base was stained with a trace of golden blood and emitted a faint pressure.

At the same time, he could feel a dense Wind Spiritual Power contained within the downy parts of the feather.

This was a Crown Feather from the Golden Eagle’s head, you see. Aside from its tail feathers, these were the most precious.

Xiao Chen quickly put it into his Storage Bag.

But when he looked up, he saw another Crown Feather about twenty zhang ahead, lying in a crater.

This one was even closer to the battle.

He glanced up at the sky. The Golden Eagle was still circling the lone, remaining peak in the center.

Xiao Chen decided to press forward a little more and pick that feather up too.

Just as he was approaching the feather, he saw a purple scale lying about fifteen zhang beyond the crater.

It was a purple scale slashed from the Purple Crystal Python’s body by the fierce wind.

Under the observation of Xiao Chen’s Spiritual Eye, he could see faint fluctuations of Thunder Spiritual Power.

This scale was clearly an extremely rare Thunder Attribute Spiritual Object.

In the spirit of "I’m already here," he collected the feather, crawled another fifteen zhang forward, and put the purple scale into his Storage Bag as well.

Then, another feather, five zhang away.

Then, another purple scale, ten zhang away.

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Picking things up as he went, Xiao Chen soon found himself at the foot of the mountain, less than six li from the Demon Beasts.

In truth, the Concealing Breath Spirit Water wasn’t as effective as he thought; the two Golden Core Demon Beasts had noticed him long ago.

But because the Sealing Acupoint Concealing Qi Technique hid his Cultivation, they didn’t pay him any mind.

Their eyes were fixed on their opponent, and they couldn’t be bothered with Xiao Chen.

That is, until the Golden Eagle casually glanced at the ground and discovered that more than ten of its fallen Crown Feathers were missing.

Looking again at the foot of the mountain, it saw that the feathers had also vanished from the path Xiao Chen had taken.

It had simply been too busy to retrieve them, but that didn’t mean it had completely ignored them.

WHOOSH!

A blast of fierce wind descended, instantly triggering the Blade of Night.

In truth, if he had taken out a Defensive Spiritual Artifact, blocking this blast of wind wouldn’t have been a problem.

But there was no need. Since he had already been noticed, Xiao Chen decisively fled south without the slightest hesitation.

He had just managed to grab a total of nineteen Crown Feathers and seven purple scales—a bountiful harvest indeed.

After all, these could all be considered Tier Three Spiritual Objects.

Moreover, even among Tier Three Spiritual Objects, they were far from ordinary.

The Crown Feathers spoke for themselves, and as for the Purple Crystal Python, it had only just finished molting a few days ago.