Zhang Ling then walked towards the ice cave located between the two Ice Silk Moths. There were still many Ice Mist Grasses and the Ice Mulberry tree waiting for him to collect.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived inside the ice cave. Looking at the Ice Mulberry tree, which had clearly been growing for many years, Zhang Ling took out a jade box emitting white mist and began to collect the Ice Mulberry fruits from the tree.
These Ice Mulberry fruits were quite valuable.
Before long, about the time it takes to brew a cup of tea, he had collected most of the Ice Mulberry fruits. Suddenly, Zhang Ling's divine sense twitched as if he had discovered something. He glanced at an ice crevice not far away, only a foot wide, where something seemed to have flashed by just now.
Subconsciously, he focused his divine sense and probed in that direction, and saw a snow-white little mink hiding in the crevice, its two big, dark eyes wide open as it observed him.
Zhang Ling could tell at a glance that the spiritual power of this snow mink had reached the level of a fourth-order demon beast. The snow mink also seemed to realize that it had been discovered and turned into a black shadow, hiding deeper into the ice crevice.
Zhang Ling smiled slightly, but then his expression stiffened, and he lost his smile. He directed his divine sense again to where the snow mink had been, but there was nothing in the ice crevice. The snow mink had disappeared without a trace.
He couldn't help but ponder. This snow mink didn't attack him like other wild beasts, which was the strange thing. The snow mink didn't seem to be a wild beast, but a demon beast.
He had been in this snow mountain for several days, and besides the two Ice Silk Moths he had just captured, there were other creatures living in the mountain, but they were all wild beasts. Now, suddenly, a demon beast appeared, which was very strange.
Could it be the spirit beast of another cultivator? This thought popped into Zhang Ling's mind. But now the snow mink was gone. The terrain here was complex, and searching with his divine sense would waste a lot of time.
He immediately realized that there might be other cultivators who had also come to this snow mountain, and they must be nearby. Their cultivation level was likely not low, which made Zhang Ling speed up his collection of Ice Mulberry fruits.
These Ice Mulberry fruits were very precious. Once picked, they would lose a lot of spiritual energy in a short time. Even sticking spiritual talismans to prevent the loss of spiritual power wouldn't help much. Only by using cold objects to freeze them could they be preserved for a long time.
The jade box in his hand was made of a piece of ice jade, and the Ice Mulberry fruits inside had all formed into ice beads.
At the same time, he released the Corpse Bear, but he didn't let it collect Ice Mulberry fruits. Instead, he had the Corpse Bear enter the low cave behind the Ice Mulberry tree to see if there were any gains.
Inside, besides a large patch of Ice Mist Grass, there were also the cocoons left by the Ice Silk Moths. This was a good thing. These silk threads were a special treasure refining material.
Meanwhile, in another ice crevice more than ten miles away from Zhang Ling, three people were encountering a group of Ice Winged Insects.
The three people were not flustered at all. Only one of them held a gray bead in his hand, releasing a thin gray mist that enveloped the three of them.
The three people quickly shuttled through the swarm of Ice Winged Insects without any scruples. The Ice Winged Insects that attacked were swallowed as soon as they approached the gray mist.
Suddenly, Wang Yan, who was walking in the front, had a change in expression. A ball of red light emerged from his body, and then wrapped around him, greatly increasing his speed. He broke away from the protection of the gray mist and rushed forward.
"Senior Brother," Chen Shimei couldn't help but call out. But she heard Wang Yan shouting urgently, "Hurry up and follow, there really is a cultivator here who is already picking Ice Mulberries."
When the two women heard this, their expressions naturally sank, and their speed suddenly increased. The direction the three were going was the ice cave where Zhang Ling was.
At this time, Zhang Ling had already collected all the Ice Mulberry fruits, filling a full twenty or so ice jade boxes.
If he hadn't usually used small beads to catalyze a lot of spiritual herbs, and his storage bag didn't contain many special items, he probably wouldn't have had anywhere to put the Ice Mulberry fruits.
After collecting them, Zhang Ling first released his divine sense to explore the surroundings, but found nothing unusual. But this didn't mean that his previous feeling was wrong.
A black shadow flashed beside him, and the Corpse Bear flew out of the ice cave of the Ice Silk Moth. In its dark hand, it held a yellow storage bag. Inside were large patches of Ice Mist Grass, and that large ball of cocoons.
Zhang Ling nodded in satisfaction and hung the storage bag on his waist. At the same time, the Corpse Bear was taken into his spirit beast bag.
Then he looked at the bare Ice Mulberry tree. Spiritual light flashed in his hand, and a ball of yellow spiritual light flew out from his palm, instantly covering the trunk of the Ice Mulberry tree.
Then he opened his mouth and spat out a ball of cyan light. The cyan light circled above his head and turned into a cyan gourd about ten feet in size. Then the gourd spun around, releasing a large ball of cyan and white mist, sweeping towards the Ice Mulberry tree.
Zhang Ling activated a magic seal in his hand, and the yellow spiritual light attached to the Ice Mulberry tree suddenly rose, and with a series of rumbling sounds, pulled the spiritual tree from the ground. The cyan and white energy quickly wrapped the Ice Mulberry tree and sucked it into the gourd.
Why didn't he put the entire Ice Mulberry tree into the gourd before? It was because Ice Mulberry fruits were not easy to preserve.
The cyan and white energy in the gourd was a bit special. If he put them inside, the spiritual power of the Ice Mulberry fruits would be greatly lost in less than half a day.
But now the bare Ice Mulberry tree didn't have so many concerns. Zhang Ling put the gourd into his body, and then quickly left the place with the Corpse Bear.
Half a cup of tea after he left the ice cave, the narrow ice crevice where the snow mink had appeared was blasted into a large hole with a loud boom, and three cultivators, a man and two women, walked in.
They saw a large pit in the ice cave at a glance. Next to the pit were scattered some vine-like branches and leaves.
Wang Yan's body flashed with spiritual light and he arrived next to the big pit. With a grab of his hand, a few leaves fell into his palm. He glanced at them and then his face sank. "Damn it, they are Ice Mulberry tree leaves. That person just left, we chase."
Saying that, Wang Yan's eyes locked onto an ice crevice about ten feet in size next to him. The cultivator here had obviously used mana before, and relying on the weak spiritual power fluctuations, he instantly locked onto this position. Wang Yi flashed through the ice crevice and chased after him.
Immediately following him, Chen Shimei and Qingyi female Zhao Shijie also each turned into escape light and窜进了the ice crevice.
After an incense stick of time, Zhang Ling rushed out of the mountain belly and came to the top of the snow mountain.
He released his divine sense and looked around, but found nothing unusual. There was no trace of anyone within a few miles around, and even a wild beast was not seen, which seemed a bit desolate.
But this made him feel a bad premonition in his heart. If there were other cultivators here, they must have entered the mountain belly, which could not be searched in a short time.
Now it's better to leave this place quickly, Zhang Ling thought in his heart, and with a flash of escape light, he identified a direction and flew away from the snow mountain.
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