Chapter 162: Endless Demon Beast Blood Qi, I've Struck It Rich!

Such a huge snake, if it were all his, Chen Chuyang couldn't imagine; he could no longer stay calm, feeling he'd go mad, never having seen so many treasures before his eyes—this is a treasure mountain.

He couldn't just have a treasure mountain and not know how to use it; Chen Chuyang drooled, this snake carcass was truly valuable, he kept telling himself to stay calm, not to act impulsively, the more so at such a time, the more he needed to stay calm, the less he could be anxious.

"Stay calm, I must stay calm, this Wild Dragon Snake corpse is right before me, it won't run away, don't be anxious, don't act impulsively, also don't be careless."

The Wild Dragon Snake corpse had lain here for so many years without being lost or encountering any problems or mishaps, which itself indicated something; Chen Chuyang quickly calmed, extended his Spiritual Sense, and examined the corpse bit by bit, not to be careless nor let treasures distract him—under heaven, there's no such huge pie falling on his head.

After taking a few deep breaths, Chen Chuyang finally calmed, rose to mid‑air, looked down from above, taking in the whole mountain peak, and also glanced around; the cave heaven was neither big nor small, with no other peaks around—just this one peak, the rest looking like a plain.

It also resembled a basin; the mountain before him rose up, yet there was no sign of any life at all; after viewing it, Chen Chuyang calmed completely, descended to the ground, and moved away from the Wild Dragon Snake corpse.

At about thirty meters away, he began to observe seriously, bit by bit, without rushing to approach or act; his heart grew ever more settled and calm.

At such a moment, if he panicked, the one who would surely suffer would be himself.

"Master, I can sense its terror."

The little carp spoke then, wanting Chen Chuyang to stay away from the Wild Dragon Snake corpse and not have any thoughts.

"Can you sense danger?"

The little carp nodded: "Hmm, it feels to me not dead, but alive."

As soon as those words were spoken, Chen Chuyang frowned and his whole body shuddered.

A chill ran down his back.

Although he thought this was absurd, he also had that thought.

In this cave heaven, no life had been born, not even the tiniest creature; logically, after such a huge Wild Dragon Snake fell here, there should be other lifeforms, or at least creatures bearing its bloodline, yet there were none.

Here, there is nothing—except the mountain before our eyes.

This problem is huge and also terrifying.

"Could you seriously say whether it is alive?"

The little carp shook its head: "I don't know, I can't see it, but my intuition tells me it is very dangerous."

"Master, we should leave this place quickly; staying longer, I fear danger."

"I always feel something is watching us; I'm so scared."

Chen Chuyang stood frozen, his Spiritual Sense continually scanning the surroundings, his Golden Core trembling with excitement at the sight of the corpse.

He wanted to devour the Wild Dragon Snake corpse's blood, to take everything it had.

The more this was the case, the more Chen Chuyang forced himself to stay calm.

The Hunyuan Bell enveloped him, protecting himself just in case.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh."

After a deep breath, he calmed, then soothed the little carp: "Don't worry, don't be afraid, I'm here; you keep watch around, and if any problem arises, tell me right away."

Having seen the treasure mountain, how could he not act?

Chen Chuyang observed again for an hour; the mountain before him showed no movement, so he approached bit by bit.

He extended his Spiritual Sense outside his body; if danger arose, he would immediately withdraw.

As for the master's boldness, the little carp was convinced.

It dared not make a sound, fearing to provoke something terrible.

Approaching again, he reached where the blood flowed out—a small cave mouth, the ground bearing traces.

Chen Chuyang followed the blood outward into the interior; this was the demon beast blood they had seen outside, trickling bit by bit into the crevice; following the blood inward, he walked about fifty or sixty meters, collecting as he went.

The blood on the ground must not be wasted either; it's all good stuff.

He filled several bottles; that blood had not been diluted, its concentration was rich, needing no further refinement.

That saved a lot of trouble.

All the while bottling and moving forward, their pace slowed.

Having passed through the cave, they went deeper and saw a scale.

A huge scale, exuding terrifying menace.

That was a wound—a hole pierced through the scale, a flesh wound, appearing before them.

At that moment, Chen Chuyang could no longer stay calm.

"What is this?"

"A fatal wound? This Wild Dragon Snake was killed by this wound and died here?"

On that wound there was no weapon, yet a terrifying pressure lingered.

The wound would not heal, blood kept flowing, the rich blood qi filled his body, making even a step forward difficult.

Chen Chuyang gulped the cave's blood qi, the demon beast's blood qi; inhaling a mouthful, he felt his cultivation yearning to advance.

Without a word, he sat down and began cultivating.

The Hunyuan Dao Scripture circulated, he set up a Formation around himself, isolating himself.

The little carp sat in Chen Chuyang's embrace, together absorbing the rich demon beast blood qi permeating the air—there was too much.

One breath, and his whole body was filled.

As if endless.

One person and one carp began cultivating.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the Formation, Chen Chuyang opened his eyes, examined his changes—they were truly different.

His body changed, his qi and blood doubled—after only a few days of cultivation?

His cultivation also changed, seeking a breakthrough.

Chen Chuyang suppressed the urge to break through, stood up, breathed in this blood qi, letting it all enter the Golden Core in his dantian; that Golden Core opened to devour, like a bottomless pit—however much came, it devoured that much.

Over these three days, the Golden Core devoured much; even the demon beast blood on the ground was completely absorbed by Chen Chuyang, filling that Golden Core entirely.

The Golden Core took on a blood-red tint; a bewitching light flashed by, and it quickly returned to gold.

"So much demon beast blood—this vital energy is such a waste; after all these years, it hasn't completely dissipated."

"This corpse is far more intact than I imagined; it's truly a treasure."

"Even a creature like this has died—just who killed it?"

Chen Chuyang was very curious, but what he was even more curious about was whether this snake had truly died out.

If it isn't extinct, then if he were to enter the Wild Dragon Snake's body, wouldn't that be...?

A Wild Dragon Snake, an existence on the verge of transforming into a dragon—if one were to find its inner core, wouldn't that be...?

For a snake, the most precious thing is naturally its inner core; this is the gathering of a demon beast's entire cultivation, and also the gathering of its supernatural abilities.

Next comes the body; the importance of the body goes without saying.

Chen Chuyang's Spiritual Sense tried to penetrate it, but was blocked, unable to pass through its body.