Douluo Continent: Targeted Thoughts, Winning Over Bibi Dong at the Start

Qin Heng was quite lucky; not long after, he encountered his first Ice Mist Butterfly, which was hiding itself in the ice mist.

After observing for a while, he shook his head and walked away, because the age of this Ice Mist Butterfly was not suitable for Qin Heng.

The way to determine the age of the Ice Mist Butterfly is to look at the eye patterns on its wings: the wings have beautiful patterns made of natural phosphorus powder. Except for mutated Ice Mist Butterflies, other individuals in other populations will show eye patterns.

White patterns represent ten years, yellow patterns represent one hundred years, and purple patterns represent one thousand years.

The ten-thousand-year-old Ice Mist Frost Butterfly's eye patterns on its wings turn black, and an eye actually grows from between its eyebrows. This eye allows the Ice Mist Frost Butterfly to better utilize its spiritual power, and thus the ten-thousand-year-old Ice Mist Frost Butterfly has mastered many special spiritual power attack methods.

As for how to distinguish the specific age of the Ice Mist Frost Butterfly, for those under 10,000 years old, it is by looking at the completeness of the eye pattern.

A hundred-year-old Ice Mist Frost Butterfly only has a pair of rough eye sockets. After two hundred years, eyeballs appear in the eye sockets. After three hundred years, details such as pupils appear. After four hundred years, a second pair of eye sockets appears, and so on, until three pairs of beautiful eye patterns appear at nine hundred years.

The Ice Mist Butterfly, which is ten years old or a thousand years old, can also be distinguished in this way, except that the color of the eye patterns is different.

For Ice Mist Frost Butterflies that are over 10,000 years old, the color of their brow and pupils is important. When they first reach 10,000 years old, their pupils are white; from 20,000 to 50,000 years old, they are purple; from 50,000 to 90,000 years old, they are black; and from 100,000 years old, they are naturally blood red.

However, according to Guangling Douluo, the highest record of Ice Mist Frost Butterfly appearance so far is only over 6 years, and Ice Mist Frost Butterfly with a lifespan of 10 years only exists in legends.

The Ice Mist Butterfly before Qin Heng had only a little over a thousand years of cultivation, far from meeting his expectations.

"Let's keep searching!" Qin Heng sighed and continued his exploration.

The closer Qin Heng got to the center of the Frozen Forest, the stronger the aura of the surrounding soul beasts became, forcing him to be extremely vigilant.

Soon, dusk quietly descended.

The frozen forest at night was not gloomy or dark.

This place was originally a world of ice and snow covered in silver. The cold moonlight filtered through the sparse tree canopy and was repeatedly reflected by the thick snow and ice, making the entire forest seem to be coated with a faint silver glow.

Even without firelight, the visibility was sufficient for a person to move forward normally, but Qin Heng voluntarily stopped.

He found a sheltered ravine, slightly sunken in the ground, with towering ice cliffs on both sides, which could effectively block the biting cold winds blowing from the far north.

Qin Heng first deactivated the Shura Armor's possession state, and the armor transformed into a stream of light and returned to the summoner.

Although maintaining the armor for a long time allowed him to barely keep his soul power balanced, the muscles and joints throughout his body, as well as his mental energy that had been highly concentrated for a long time, all resulted in noticeable fatigue. He needed to truly relax and rest for a while.

A small campfire was quickly lit in the center of the valley. Qin Heng took out the dry rations he had purchased in Tiandou City from his storage ring. These were a few coarse flatbreads that looked rather tasteless.

He skewered the dough on a tree branch and baked it simply by the fire. The surface of the dough quickly turned slightly golden brown, and the stiff texture softened a little, giving off a faint aroma of wheat.

He ate heartily with this simple dinner. After finishing two flatbreads, Qin Heng took out his water pouch and drank a few mouthfuls of slightly icy water. Then he sat cross-legged by the campfire, closed his eyes, and began to practice the Pure Yang Limitless Skill.

The warm, pure Yang energy flowed slowly through the meridians, dispelling the coldness and fatigue in the body and gradually restoring the depleted mental energy.

More than an hour later, Qin Heng, who was in a meditative state, suddenly opened his eyes!

His gaze shot like lightning into the darkness to the southeast, where a pair of eerie green eyes were staring at him intently, their eyes filled with obvious ferocity and hunger.

Their pupils gleamed with a cold green light under the moonlight and firelight, like two flickering will-o'-the-wisps.

Qin Heng's mind went on alert. He raised his right hand, and the summoner was activated instantly. The Asura Armor quickly covered his entire body, and the helmet's visor snapped shut with a "click".

Almost at the same instant the armor was fully attached, the soul beast that had been secretly watching could no longer restrain itself.

Its form was like a white lightning bolt, rushing out with a howling cold wind, covering dozens of meters in the blink of an eye, and crashing heavily into Qin Heng!

The spirit beast pounced on Qin Heng, who had just completed his spirit possession, and knocked him to the ground. Its sharp, dagger-like canine teeth snapped down towards Qin Heng's exposed neck!

"Clang!!" A crisp and ear-piercing metallic clang suddenly rang out.

The pair of canines, powerful enough to tear through the flesh of ordinary soul beasts, bit down hard on the neck armor of the Asura Armor, but only a string of tiny sparks flew up, producing a crisp sound like a heavy hammer striking a thick bronze bell. The canines not only failed to penetrate the armor, but were also slightly numb from the powerful recoil.

A cold glint flashed in Qin Heng's eyes, and he suddenly raised his left arm, grabbing the thick neck of the soul beast tightly.

The terrifying power granted to him by the Asura Armor erupted instantly. He roared and used his waist to throw the soul beast that had pounced on him away!

"Thump!" The massive body of the soul beast flew out like a cannonball, crashing heavily onto an icy cliff several meters away. The hard ice shattered instantly, sending shards of ice flying everywhere with a deafening roar.

Qin Heng leaped up from the ground with a somersault, and only then did he truly see what kind of soul beast had ambushed him.

That was a huge snow leopard!

It is nearly four meters long and almost two meters tall at the shoulder. Its body is covered with thick and supple white fur, which is dotted with faint silver-gray spots. Under the moonlight, it almost blends into the surrounding ice and snow.

If it weren't for its pair of eerie green pupils, which were so conspicuous in the darkness, it would be extremely difficult to spot it in advance. Its limbs were thick and powerful, its claws were as sharp as hooks, and its tail was thick, long, and flexible, stirring up gusts of cold wind with a gentle flick.

The most direct way to determine the age of a leopard-type soul beast is by looking at the length of its tail. Guangling glanced at the length of this snow leopard's tail in the air and immediately determined that this was a three-thousand-year-old icefield snow leopard, whose strength was far beyond that of the low-level soul beasts in the outer regions.

Qin Heng had not learned about soul beasts, so he naturally did not know the age of this soul beast, but seeing that it could not bite through his neck armor in one attack, he estimated that it was not very old.

So Qin Heng decided to kill it, as a practical training exercise.

Meanwhile, the snow leopard slowly rose from the shattered ice and rocks, shook off the ice shards, and let out a low, threatening growl.

Those green eyes were fixed on Qin Heng, their gaze filled with not only ferocity but also a hint of fear.

It clearly hadn't expected that this human child, who looked no more than eight or nine years old, could hurt it.

Qin Heng stretched his neck, a slight smile playing on his lips beneath his armor and visor. His voice, carried through the visor, was cold and metallic: "You dare to ambush me? You've got some nerve."

He slowly clenched his right fist, a faint killing intent emanating from his gauntlet: "Perfect, I'll test my skills against you."

The snow leopard seemed to sense the rising fighting spirit emanating from Qin Heng. It bent its hind legs slightly, gathering its strength, ready to launch an even more ferocious attack at any moment.

The temperature in the air seemed to drop a few degrees, and frost was faintly condensing around the snow leopard, clearly indicating that it was preparing to use its innate soul skill.

A man and a leopard faced each other across a flickering campfire in this sheltered mountain hollow.

The Light Feather Douluo in the air quietly watched everything below, a smile of interest appearing on his lips. He was also eager to witness the power of a god-level martial soul.