Slime Immortal.

Chapter 170 Northern Plains Scenery
Deep in the bamboo forest, shrouded in mist.

Chen Yu visited Yang Hongli's bamboo house but found no one there. He learned from the cultivators who frequented the bamboo path that his senior brother had been staying in a small courtyard by the lotus pond for the past few days.

The art of formations is difficult to learn and master. Simply copying formations without understanding their deeper principles will only result in a superficial imitation.

Once you master the skill, you can secure a decent job and salary even within the highly competitive Sanyuan Sect.

People like Yang Hongli, who are young but whose mastery of array formations is almost that of an old man, basically have no shortage of spirit stones.

If you prefer tranquility, retreat to your bamboo hut for seclusion; if you prefer liveliness, immerse yourself in the world and rent a small courtyard with blue tiles to experience all aspects of life.

Absolutely rich.

After arriving at the small courtyard, Chen Yu was quickly led there by the boy, where he met Yang Hongli and the protective array he needed.

Yang Hongli handed him the array diagram and said with great interest, "This is what you wanted, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Array. It borrows the principles of Qimen Dunjia and also utilizes the wonders of array formations, making it fundamentally different from ordinary array techniques."

"The Gate of Life, the Gate of View, and the Gate of Opening are constantly changing and turning. Only the five ominous gates remain to lure you into the trap. Only brute force and the people inside the formation can break through."

"The principles of the array are not complicated. It's just that the degree of manifestation of these five elements is related to the array base. It's best to use high-quality spirit stones for the best effect."

"Even when facing late-stage cultivators, it can hold out for a while."

"I took your advice, junior brother, and in order to maintain the stability of the formation, I replaced the talismans with more durable jade talismans, and the engraving method has been slightly changed."

"In that case, your needs should be met."

The stability has been improved, but Chen Yu estimates that both the array base and the jade talisman of these eight golden lock arrays need to be replaced with larger pieces of gray gravel crystals in order to achieve the best effect.

Each piece of gray gravel used here can serve as the core of the Goblin Ripper, and a total of twenty-seven such pieces are needed.

That's enough to assemble twenty-seven Goblin Rippers; taking it all out at once would be a painful expense.

However, this Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation can protect a fortress. In order to strengthen the fortress's defense and guard against goblin attacks, these gray gravel crystals cannot be spared.

Chen Yu expressed his gratitude and wanted to offer more spirit stones, but Yang Hongli politely declined, only telling him to remember to come to him if he encountered such an interesting problem again.

It's clear that this senior brother is truly devoted to the Dao.

"What a kind person."

After sighing, Chen Yu asked him some more questions about the principles of array formations before leaving.

We then walked to the market by the lotus pond, which was much more popular than it had been on a rainy day.

He walked to the alchemy shop where he usually bought elixirs for meals and inquired about matters related to alchemy.

I learned that alchemy is no simpler than setting up an array.

The art of formations is difficult to learn and master, requiring talent, while the art of alchemy requires knowledge of pharmacology, control of fire and manipulation of objects... The knowledge of medicine and alchemy is as vast as the starry sea, one must learn until old age, and it also emphasizes seniority and experience.

However, Chen Yu didn't expect to become a master overnight, so he bought several books on herbal medicine, basic alchemy, introductory pill formulas, and rubbings of fire control techniques.

To his surprise, alchemy not only requires fire control techniques but also object manipulation techniques, and the proficiency in object manipulation can even affect the quality of the resulting pills.

I never expected that the art of manipulating objects could be used.

Whenever he thought the art of manipulating objects was about to become obsolete, it would suddenly reappear in a new form.

This thing is practically a cure-all in Taoist magic, and it's also the most worthwhile Taoist magic he's ever practiced.

Moreover, he had already mastered the art of manipulating objects to the maximum level, which saved him a lot of effort.

As for the prescription, he chose the Bone Tempering Yellow Pill, which has a strong medicinal effect but is easier to learn.

With Arno's near-knightly physique, no matter how much he struggles, nothing will happen. On the contrary, because the medicine is potent enough, it can accelerate the tempering of his physique.

In addition to the recipe for the Bone Tempering Yellow Pill, he also bought a recipe for the Spirit Opening Pill.

When cultivators raise spirit demons, in order to enable the demons to develop intelligence and speak human language as soon as possible, they will usually grit their teeth and buy some spirit-opening pills to feed them.

It can achieve the same effect as the Qian Yuan Yun Ling Gong, but it can only open up spiritual intelligence, without enriching spirituality or taming wildness.

That said, his territory was full of slimes, stinging bees, beetles... Forget about wildness, it would be better if they didn't try to be cute.

Worried about wildness? That's utter nonsense.

He has limited energy, and once the production of the Qi-opening pills is expanded, he will no longer need to painstakingly feed them one by one.

Although it is only a basic elixir, its strategic significance is self-evident.

After casually picking up a few martial arts books at the market, Chen Yu left.

……

Cracked Stone Fortress.

As the last rays of the setting sun swept across the endless forest in the distance, two poisonous bee watchtowers quietly rose on the walls facing the Goblin Fortress, appearing solemn and menacing in the twilight like silent guardians.

After a full day of busy construction, the fortress's various military facilities and spirit-gathering arrays have begun to take shape.

Perhaps within the next two days, this forward fortress will be fully completed, and then continue to expand outwards, growing into a large fortress that can gradually accommodate a poisonous bee army with thousands of bee soldiers, as well as many more slimes.

Chen Yu had just finished translating those martial arts classics, converted them into a common language, and sent them to Arno before jumping down from the wall.

He had already transmitted the remaining eight Golden Lock Formations and elixir formulas back to the Eastern Swamp via the gel network.

Xiao Hua received this knowledge and busily wrote it down and made copies. Soon, she placed them on the small bookshelf in the Slime Academy, which contained knowledge and wisdom, for the Slime scholars to study.

After doing all this, Chen Yu was enthusiastically planning to devote himself to the study and practice of alchemy.

They had even carefully selected medicinal herbs that matched the properties recorded in the prescription, and everything seemed to be ready.

Then he realized he had overlooked something.

Um, where is he supposed to find an alchemy furnace?

Without a furnace to gather fire, it's like a chef without cooking utensils; no matter how skilled the chef is, they cannot cook delicious food.

Unless he doesn't need to gather fire at all.

With that thought, he quickly remembered the surging magma channel that the anvil had carved out in the mining area.

Magma can't concentrate the fire in an alchemy furnace, but it's powerful.

According to Xu Xuantian, magma should be considered the earth fire that alchemists dream of. The fire is fierce, and there is no problem in refining pills directly by lighting the fire without a pill furnace.

Not only is there no problem, but pills refined by earth fire have a higher success rate and are of better quality.

"Oh right, I didn't expect the dwarves to leave me such a treasure."

This discovery brightened Chen Yu's small eyes a bit.

He secreted a small slime that "plop"ed onto the ground, leaving it to guard the fortress, while he himself "splattered" and bounced to a nearby passage leading to the underground city, heading straight back to the mining area.

The obsidian mining area was originally controlled by the goblins of the Rift Pass, with the central mine shaft located within the pass.

The Stone Rift Fortress is not far from the pass, and the mining area controlled by the Slime Kingdom is located almost directly below the fortress.

Chen Yu had been hopping around in the maze-like passages for a short while when he passed through the familiar fortress and heard the sound of beetles diligently digging for ore.

He returned to the mining area.

The forging area was deserted. The anvils and earth elementals had returned to the Eastern Swamp, leaving only some unfinished metal components scattered on the stone table, their surfaces gleaming coldly in the red light of the lava trough.

They look like an upgraded version of the Earth Elemental Armor, but more complete.

Chen Yu recalled the "Goblin Ripper-II" that he had previously given to the slime scholars for research.

After the battle with the regiment, this dwarf kept complaining that the artillery was not powerful enough, and it seemed that he was even conducting joint research with the Slime Academy to improve the Earth Elemental Tank.

I don't know how far things are going.

His gaze swept over the huge animal-hide chair next to him, intending to sit down and read a book while waiting for the stinging bees to deliver the elixirs he needed for alchemy.

But before you even get close, a strong stench of sweat hits you instantly.

This guy probably rests on it every time he finishes forging something.

Chen Yu decisively abandoned the idea of ​​sitting down, found a cool and dry corner to sit in, spread out like a puddle of liquid, and squinted his eyes.

His consciousness was completely immersed in the ocean of alchemical knowledge.

While he was busy exploring new knowledge, his clone was not idle either; the bat slime was on its way to deliver an airdrop to Sergasus.

At the foot of the snow-capped mountain, the bat slime flapped its wings vigorously, allowing its plump body to defy gravity and float above a sparse coniferous forest, heading towards the snow-capped mountain.

Around it, the beetle spread its elytra, its six limbs carrying supplies several times larger than its body as it struggled to fly. The bag contained a variety of items: cold-resistant potions to combat the cold, magical leaves for protection, food for Sergash, an exquisite staff crafted by elves, and carefully sewn cold-resistant leather armor by Grimlin.

These leather armors offer both cold resistance and excellent protection, making them great gear for snow-covered mountains.

Further out on the perimeter of the group were some enormous bee guards, responsible for protecting the safety of the entire group.

A bat-slime flew by, curiously observing the terrain, so different from the swamp.

As you get closer to the southern part of the snow-capped mountains, the tall marsh trees gradually thin out and are eventually replaced by the stubborn Carthus spruce and fir.

The ground was covered with a layer of fuzzy reindeer moss and moss, with only a few clumps of low shrubs occasionally peeking out. Only on the damp land near the reed-lined riverbank did lush, cold-resistant grasses like goat's beard grass and snow mountain cotton grass grow.

The brown bear moved across the river, its thick paws splashing water as it caught a silvery salmon and put it in its mouth.

Downstream in the shallows, a herd of snow pony was drinking when several snow buntings suddenly rose from the moss, their wingtips skimming the water's surface, creating ripples that broke the silence.

After the monster team got tired of flying, they landed on a boulder to rest, hunt, and replenish their energy before continuing their journey.

Gradually, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, landing on the bat slime gel, where they were icy cold and melted into water stains.

The gray-green ground was gradually replaced by white snow, and the towering snow-capped mountains were already in sight.

"Oh……"

The small group of monsters gazed at this strange sight they had never seen before, their minds filled with amazement and curiosity.

The bat slime was also observing the towering snow-capped mountain so close at hand. After barely recognizing the twin peaks that Sergas had mentioned, it continued to fly inward.

……

Behind the leeward slope of that peak, a sharp arrow pierced through the falling snow and with a "whoosh" disappeared into a running figure in the snow.

The snow rabbit kicked its legs, its blood staining the pristine snow, and it soon died.

Not far away, two figures walked over. Sermia skillfully retrieved the arrows, used her wolf-tooth knife to skin the snow rabbit, rolled it up, and hung it on her waist.

He then dismembered the meat and handed a bloody piece of flesh to Therghash behind him.

"Eat."

"Thank you, sister." Sergash carefully took the piece of raw rabbit meat and swallowed it directly.

The swamp environment was damp and difficult to start a fire, so it was common practice for the lizardmen to drink blood and eat raw meat, and she did not find anything wrong with it.

Moreover, the wild tribe's firewood and coal reserves are running low, making it extremely luxurious to light a fire in this icy and snowy landscape. It's not easy to get a cooked meal here.

After eating until he was half full, Sergas wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and began to miss the delicious roasted moss monster.

Although she has completed the previous three trials, it is still not easy for her to reach the Snow Eagle Holy Land and gain recognition.

We need to make more preparations, such as preparing more dry food to eat on the road.

Food is always the scarcest and most precious resource in this desolate snowfield.

She remembered the "airdrop" the messenger had mentioned and secretly looked forward to it.

As long as she can solve the food shortage problem of the savage tribe and prepare the food reserves for the journey to the Snow Eagle Holy Land, she can set off immediately.

“I remember there was a nest of snow rabbits up ahead,” Sermia said.

Sergash nodded, grabbed his backpack full of herbs, and followed.

Unfortunately, when they arrived at the previously marked location, they found no trace of any living creature, as if their trip had been in vain.

Sergas was somewhat disappointed, but Sermia, with her sharp eyes, seemed to have noticed something and gestured for her to lower her body, pointing ahead.

Sergash squinted and looked out. In the distance, in the snow forest, there was a brownish hue that appeared and disappeared intermittently, as if some creature was walking on the undulating snow.

Brown fur, snow-white sideburns, horns like tree branches...

“It’s… a fully grown snow deer?!” Sergash’s tone turned to surprise.

It's much colder than usual this year, and there aren't many animals on the snowfields. They were incredibly lucky to encounter a snow deer.

Keep in mind that in this snowy plain, an adult male elk weighs at least five or six hundred pounds, enough to feed the tribe for several days.

However, snow deer are very wary; even when feeding, their ears and eyes remain alert to their surroundings, making them generally difficult to approach.

As Sermia pondered how to approach it, Sergash whispered, "Sister, leave it to me."

As she finished speaking, her green scales turned cold and were covered with a layer of white ice crystals, making her entire body blend perfectly with the snow.

Unless you get up close, you can't tell she's disguised at all.

This is the effect of the Ice Scale Trial. The disguise is only on the surface; this layer of ice crystals actually serves as protection and increases claw attack damage.

After Sermia nodded, Sergash bent down and crawled forward, step by step approaching the snow deer that was eating.

However, when they were less than ten meters away from her, the snow deer sensed something was amiss and raised its head warily.

However, it was too late; Sergash had already resonated with the power of the ice element.

Ice Cone

The prismatic ice spike shot out instantly, piercing the snow deer's skull.

After letting out a pitiful cry, it stumbled and fell not far away, its snow hooves twitching, and its eyes lost their light.

Sergash looked delighted and was about to turn around to look for Sermia.

Suddenly, the sound of a herd of animals running through the snow forest was heard, along with a few confused words in the language of orcs.

"There's some noise over there, let's go check it out!"

(End of this chapter)