Time quietly passed, and in the blink of an eye, seven full days had gone by since the tribulation clouds appeared.
Ba Ling Sect had completely returned to peace.
The previous thunderous explosions at Nose Peak were explained by the sect as being due to abnormal weather and drastic changes in the wind and clouds.
Inside the Ice罡 World, Qian Duoduo put down the artifacts in his hand and looked at the Four Dissimilarities beside him.
The Four Dissimilarities had been lying beside him, watching him perform Artifact Refining with great interest.
It even carefully examined a Magic Treasure Qian Duoduo had just refined.
Qian Duoduo asked Liu Boli in his mind, “Master, can we leave now?”
He had already collected quite a bit of Spirit Fragrance Grass and put it into the Golden Toad; once outside, he could report to Zeng Zifang.
However, the Ice Cave Grotto-heaven only had one exit, Peak Head Cliff.
At this moment, there must still be people monitoring it.
How to avoid the surveillance was a difficult problem.
And Zeng Zifang was the only one who knew he had gone to the Ice Cave Grotto-heaven to collect Spirit Fragrance Grass.
After avoiding the surveillance at Peak Head Cliff, how to give Zeng Zifang a satisfactory explanation was also a difficult problem.
“Let’s go out. Let’s use some Cold Flame Snakes as a cover.”
Regarding the first problem, Liu Boli provided a method of fishing in troubled waters.
Qian Duoduo placed the Four Dissimilarities into the Golden Toad, bid farewell to Fat Snake Xiao Guan, and quietly ascended to the very top of the Ice Gale.
At this moment, it was nighttime outside.
With Master Liu Boli’s Spiritual Awareness, he sensed about ten streams of Spiritual Awareness within the Ice Cave Grotto-heaven; the strongest was at the Nascent Soul level, and the weakest at the Golden Core level.
“Master, please make your move!” Qian Duoduo said to Liu Boli in his mind.
Inside the Golden Toad, Liu Boli pushed his palm upwards, and a hundred Golden Beast-level Cold Flame Snakes, enveloped by Qian Duoduo’s Spiritual Awareness, suddenly shot from within the Ice Gale into the air above Peak Head Cliff.
A Heavenly Human Cultivator’s move was indeed extraordinary.
These hundred Cold Flame Snakes appeared out of thin air at Nose Peak, like a massive, extremely powerful Spirit Beast.
Immediately, there were exclamations of surprise around Peak Head Cliff.
These were made by the Cultivators hidden in the surroundings.
Subsequently, the entire Ba Ling Sect’s alarm blared loudly.
Shouts of “Enemy attack!” and “Enemy attack!” rose from all directions.
Before the Nose Peak Formation could be activated, the Cold Flame Snakes, which had almost reached the summit of Nose Peak, scattered in all directions, fleeing rapidly into the distance.
Starting from Nose Peak, Ba Ling Sect’s Formations activated one by one, and figures appeared, intercepting the desperately fleeing Cold Flame Snakes.
These Cultivators who made their move included Old Ancestors from various peaks, Grand Elders and Elders, and Protectors from various locations.
According to prior orders, the Cold Flame Snakes did not engage them in battle, only fleeing to deserted areas.
In the midst of the chaos, Qian Duoduo let Master Liu Boli control his body, conceal his figure, quickly climb ashore from the Ice Gale, and along the cliff face, he leaped onto Peak Head Cliff in a few bounds, plunged into the mountain forest, and rushed wildly along the small path towards Qian Manor.
Seeing the entrance to Qian Manor just ten zhang ahead, Qian Duoduo relaxed, slowed his pace, and allowed his wildly beating heart to calm down.
He thought to himself, “I must cultivate and return the Cold Flame Snakes that sacrificed themselves for me to Fat Snake Xiao Guan in the future.”
Suddenly, as his left foot just stepped into the Qian Manor entrance, he stepped on a rattle drum.
The “dong” sound of the drum was particularly jarring in the dark night.
“Oh, where have you been? In the middle of the night, sneaking around like a thief?”
In the darkness, Zeng Zifang’s strange voice rang out.
A figure blocked Qian Duoduo’s way forward.
Qian Duoduo was startled, and his pleasant mood instantly turned sour.
He patted his chest, “Grand Elder, why are you here? You almost scared me to death!”
The rattle drum on the ground must have been placed by Zeng Zifang.
“Scared you to death?”
Standing three steps away, Zeng Zifang carefully sensed Qian Duoduo’s Qi, finding that he was still at the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation.
“Where have you been these past few days?”
