Immortality begins with raising apprentices

Chapter 50 Red Eyes
The red-tailed bird, as its name suggests.

Its tail is bright red, but its body is green.

It is about two meters long and has a narrow, sharp beak.

The red-tailed bird had barely landed for a short while when it began pecking at the rock face.

"go with!"

A golden star shot out and, in the blink of an eye, pierced through the body of the red-tailed bird.

The distance was too far, and the red-tailed bird was alert and agile. The Geng metal energy, which was originally aimed at the head, only pierced through its body!

"Goo-"

The red-tailed bird cried out in pain, spitting out foul-smelling blood and foam from its beak.

It turned its head and glared at the two of them, then flapped its wings and flew away, its crimson tail feathers drawing an arc in the snow.

Chen Ye's pupils contracted sharply as he saw the red-tailed bird spread its wings angrily, its wingspan reaching over ten feet, and fiercely pounce on him.

The red-tailed bird's speed was beyond his imagination!
"Be careful! This monster is incredibly resilient!"

The old man roared and swung his sword upwards, aiming for the red-tailed bird's claws.

The air currents surged, the old black man's blood surged, and his muscles bulged.

The rocks beneath our feet are riddled with cracks and deeply sunken.

It's now!

If the Geng metal energy attacks a target that is too far away, its power will inevitably be reduced!
Now that the red-tailed bird is right in front of us, it is the perfect time to kill it!
"Whoosh whoosh—"

Three golden stars, arranged in a triangular shape, tore through the wind and snow, pierced the red-tailed bird's body, and blasted open three bloody holes.

It let out a mournful cry, and its beak suddenly opened, condensing into a ball of crimson flame in the horrified gaze of the old man.

The scorching heat made the old man's hair twist and turn, and the wind and snow melted away.

"Damn it!"

Chen Ye's boots crushed the frozen soil as he pushed his heavy body technique to its limit.

As the iron sword sprang from its sheath, the weight of the seven heavy gold grains produced a dull whistling sound as it cut through the air.

With a flick of his wrist, the spine of his sword struck the red-tailed bird's head.

"boom!"

The sound of skulls shattering, mixed with brain matter splattering onto the snow, scalding out a dozen small, steaming craters.

The red-tailed bird convulsed weakly and collapsed to the ground with a thud.

at this time,

The old man collapsed to the ground, pulled a flat wine flask from the lining of his leather armor, and took two large gulps. Still shaken, he said, "Thank you, Brother Chen! I never expected that this beast could breathe fire before it died."

Chen Ye also wiped away a cold sweat: "I also have to thank Da Gen. I didn't expect the Red-tailed Bird to be so fast!"

The red-tailed bird's tenacity was beyond his expectations; even at close range, three bursts of Geng metal energy failed to kill it.

Fortunately, there was the old man in black, a body cultivator, who protected him, which is why he was able to kill the demon bird in the mid-stage of Qi Refining without any injury.

However, the four strands of Geng metal energy also drained nearly half of his spiritual power!

After resting for a while, the old man got up and tied up the red-tailed bird. He laughed and said, "Brother Chen has never hunted demons before, so he lacks experience. He'll get better with practice. Did you notice, Brother Chen? This red-tailed bird is pecking at the rock wall."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye looked up at the rock wall.

In their past lives, goats often licked rocks on cliffs to replenish their salt content.

But the red-tailed bird pecks at its food.

The old man explained, "Where there are demonic beasts, there must be spiritual materials growing alongside them... The red-tailed bird loves fire, so there should be a flame crystal there!"

As he spoke, he turned and climbed up the rock face.

Using a machete, a crystal-clear stone was chipped out of the rock face.

"I see." Chen Ye was quite intrigued.

"This flame crystal can be sold for two spirit stones in the market! Brother Chen, you should pay attention to these details when you hunt demons in the future."

The old black man sighed, a hint of sadness in his voice.
"Back then, it was my father who taught me these things..."

After hunting the Crimson Flame Bird, the two hurried back to the market while it was still light.

Chen Ye was initially apprehensive, fearing he might encounter a Jie Xiu.

As a result, it was freezing cold, and they didn't see many people along the way.

In the market, monsters are always best-selling items.

Moreover, the tail of the red-tailed bird can be used to make talisman brushes, which are very popular.

Before long, a total of thirty-six spirit stones were sold, including the flame crystal.

"How about we split the profits 50/50?" Chen Ye patted the spirit stone with a smug look on his face. No wonder so many people were willing to risk their lives to hunt demons.

This is much more profitable than struggling to make a living by cultivating spirit plants.

"No, no, no, it's all thanks to Brother Chen's help this time, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to kill this demon bird. I almost died at Eagle Beak Cliff."

The old man smiled wryly, reached out and took sixteen spirit stones.

"Sixteen spirit stones is enough for me... In the past, when I cooperated with other cultivators, it would take several days to kill a mid-stage Qi Refining demon beast, and we would only get a few spirit stones in return."

At the same time, he pushed the package in his hand to Chen Ye.

He picked this up from home on his way back to the market.

Inside were clothes that Granny Li had sewn for the two little girls.

Chen Ye took the package, a warmth spreading through his heart: "Da Gen, please thank Grandma for me."

The old man glanced at Chen Ye, his tone complex:

"The weather has been cold these days, and I was worried that you wouldn't be able to take good care of the two girls, so I made these clothes especially for you... Brother Chen, you haven't been bullying the two little girls, have you?"

"No way...no way..."

Chen Ye suddenly remembered the unusual celestial phenomena of the future and solemnly said,

"Dagen, you'd better move to the market as soon as possible. With the spirit stones from today's demon hunt, it should be enough for you to move. The weather has been getting increasingly strange these past few days..."

As he spoke, he gave the old man his home address.

Seeing Chen Ye's solemn expression, the old man looked up at the gray sky and nodded, saying:

“I’ll go back and tell Mother!”

……

at home.

"Sister, what are you doing?"

The little girl huddled under the covers, only her fluffy white head peeking out, her nose red from the cold.

Zhiwei instinctively hid her hands behind her back, her face expressionless: "N-nothing...it's nothing."

The little girl narrowed her phoenix eyes: "Sister, you must be hiding something delicious that you don't want to give to Qingjun!"

She turned her head away angrily, revealing only her profile.

How could Zhiwei see that Qingjun was unhappy?
"It's... just a block of ice."

Zhiwei hesitated for a moment, then revealed the snow cat she had been hiding behind her to Qingjun.

The little girl subtly curled the corners of her lips, but when she turned to look, her face froze.
"Huh? It's just a cat made of snow, and it's about to melt."

It melted.

Zhiwei bit her lip and looked down at the melting snow cat:

"It doesn't matter, if it's dissolved, it's dissolved."

The white fluffy ball of fur, huddled in the blankets, gradually grew cold:
"Sister, did he... make this for you?"

"Ah."

Zhiwei had just agreed when her body suddenly stiffened.

Her eyes, hidden beneath her bangs, stared intently at Qingjun, meeting her crimson pupils.

"Qingjun, you..."

"Lu Zhiwei, have you ever seen a dog?"

"..."

"It's the kind of beast that, even if its owner beats it until its skin is torn and bleeding, will forget all the pain for a piece of moldy bone."

The black fur ball clutched the snow cat tightly, its face growing paler.

"So, are you a dog?"

The white fur ball spoke aggressively, completely disregarding the black fur ball's feelings.

A mocking smile played on his lips.

"no……"

With a snap, the snow cat was crushed into a pile of ice shards.

Zhiwei stared blankly at the ice shards in her hand, remaining silent.

Just then, the courtyard gate was pushed open.

The man's voice was full of energy:
"Disciples, the master is back!"

(End of this chapter)