Chapter 7

The huge iron-mouthed pig in front of him, because of the confusion of the formation, lost its direction and was angrily bumping around in the formation, knocking some smaller trees in the mountain forest crooked.

The fog formation that is turned on year-round outside Mount Lingyuan is a mid-tier concealment formation, mainly used to trap those intruders for a short time, giving the cultivators stationed here time to react.

The other defensive formation needs cultivators to use spirit stones to assist in driving it, and it will only be activated when encountering those high-tier demonic beasts.

Because consuming spirit stones to operate the formation is too costly, it is generally not activated unless it is a last resort. Song Qingming has been at Mount Lingyuan for half a year, and only when dealing with a high-tier three-eyed demonic wolf that accidentally broke in here, did he see Ninth Uncle Song Zhangxin activate it once. Finally, although he successfully drove away the demonic wolf, it consumed a full five spirit stones, and the uncle and nephew both felt a bit of heartache afterwards.

This iron-mouthed pig is a mid-tier demonic beast. Its body size is three times that of an ordinary wild pig. Its whole body is hard as iron, and its defensive power is amazing. Except for being a bit afraid of fire, it has no obvious weaknesses. But compared to other mid-tier demonic beasts, the iron-mouthed pig's attack ability is slightly worse, only the pair of sharp iron teeth on its mouth poses a greater threat to the enemy.

Song Qingming thought calmly for a while, did not rush to notify Song Zhangxin who was in seclusion, first used a Spirit Light Technique to carefully observe this demonic beast, to see if he could rely on the formation to drive away this demonic beast.

The Spirit Light Technique is a spell that can enhance a cultivator's eyesight. After Song Qingming used it, although there was fog shrouded a hundred feet away, it was now clearly visible in his eyes.

"Eh, this guy seems to be injured." Song Qingming, under the blessing of the Spirit Light Technique, saw that there were many scars on the iron-mouthed pig's body, as if it had fought with other demonic beasts not long ago. This really gave him some unexpected surprises.

Having been at Mount Lingyuan for so long, because the main task of garrisoning here is to protect the family mortals and black iron ore veins in the rear, every time he encounters harassment from demonic beasts, it is basically mainly driving them away. In the past half year, Song Qingming had only killed one low-tier civet cat that had gone too deep.

He had always wanted an opportunity to prove the results of his recent cultivation. The injured iron-mouthed pig in front of him was a genuine mid-tier demonic beast, which made him inevitably feel a bit itchy.

After thinking about it, Song Qingming still decided not to let go of this rare opportunity. Relying on his mid-stage Qi Refining cultivation, plus the fact that he also carried a set of formations on his body, even if he couldn't kill this iron-mouthed pig as he wished, he still had the confidence to drive it away.

Song Qingming got up and quietly touched a flat ground not far away, waved his hand to drop a few formation flags, and patiently hid not far away, staring at the movements of the iron-mouthed pig.

Half an hour later, the iron-mouthed pig's random bumping finally reached the edge of the fog. Just as it was about to break out of the fog, a huge fireball smashed over from in front of it, hitting the iron-mouthed pig's huge pig head just right.

Afterwards, Song Qingming, who had been hiding on the side, gave a loud shout, jumped out from in front of the iron-mouthed pig, and blocked its path forward.

The iron-mouthed pig, which had just been sneak-attacked by the fireball and had a piece of charred black on its face, gradually turned red in its eyes as soon as it saw Song Qingming. It stared tightly at the human cultivator who was the culprit in front of it, then bowed its body to store power, raised the steel teeth in its mouth, and flew towards the position where Song Qingming was standing.

Seeing this, Song Qingming hurriedly used an Earth Wall Technique to block in front of him, then got up and jumped onto a big tree on the side, dodging this angry blow from the iron-mouthed pig.

With a boom, a cloud of dust was raised. The earth wall only slightly delayed the speed of the iron-mouthed pig's attack before it was shattered by its blow. However, at this time, Song Qingming in front had already disappeared from its sight. The iron-mouthed pig, which had missed its target, turned around and continued to look for Song Qingming's traces.

Song Qingming, hiding in the tree, leaped into the air, touched the storage bag at his waist, and a black iron sword instantly appeared in his hand. He held the sword with both hands and slashed towards the top of the iron-mouthed pig in front, just hitting the iron-mouthed pig's hard steel teeth.

With a loud bang, Song Qingming staggered back a few steps, and his hands felt numb. The iron-mouthed pig was also dizzy, and the wounds on its body that had just recovered slightly had a large area of fresh blood overflowing again.

"This guy is really thick-skinned. If it weren't for being injured, I really wouldn't have any way to deal with it in a head-on fight."

Seeing this, Song Qingming stopped entanglement, lifted his legs and ran towards the rear. Seeing that the cultivator who had annoyed it wanted to escape, the iron-mouthed pig also angrily chased forward.

Song Qingming looked back at the iron-mouthed pig chasing quickly behind him, hurriedly took out a Godspeed Talisman and stuck it on his feet, accelerated to widen the distance, and ran for hundreds of steps into an open ground. Song Qingming then stopped his steps, looked at the four formation flags he had set up earlier standing safely, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to face the iron-mouthed pig galloping over.

Just as the iron-mouthed pig entered the formation, Song Qingming immediately used two Earth Wall Techniques to sandwich it between the walls. By the time it had just broken free from the earth walls, Song Qingming had already successfully activated the formation he had just set up.

I saw the five formation flags on the ground emitting a yellow dazzling light. Instantly, the ground shook violently. The ground within a few zhang under the iron-mouthed pig sank rapidly, forming a huge pit of several zhang in size. It was precisely the Earth Marsh Formation.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the iron-mouthed pig hurriedly knocked open the earth wall in front of it, wanting to leap out of the ground. However, the mud under its body had now become as soft as a swamp, making it unable to find a point of leverage at once. Instead, half of its body sank into the mud. Not long after, green vines grew rapidly from the four corners of the huge pit, winding towards the iron-mouthed pig in the formation, instantly firmly imprisoning it.

The iron-mouthed pig in the predicament constantly shook its body hard, wanting to get rid of the things winding around it. However, those green vines were very tough. Under the constant injection of Song Qingming's spiritual power, they grew continuously from around the formation. It had just broken a few roots, and more vines wound up. Not only was it not broken free by it, but it wound tighter and tighter.

This iron-mouthed pig was already injured, and had made a big scene in the fog formation, so its physical strength was already not much left. Now, it is estimated that it could not even exert half of its strength before being injured. Otherwise, it would be impossible to trap it so easily with just the Earth Marsh Formation activated by him alone.

Time passed slowly, and the movements of the iron-mouthed pig trapped in the formation became smaller and smaller. Its already very serious injuries, plus the violent struggle, exhausted all its physical strength. Slowly, it unwillingly lowered its fierce head, and the breath in its mouth was already only going out and not coming in, a look of dying.

Seeing this situation, Song Qingming slowly put away the spiritual power in his hand, sacrificed the black iron sword again, leaped high, and slashed off the iron-mouthed pig's huge head with one sword.

Looking at the huge iron-mouthed pig corpse, Song Qingming showed a satisfied smile. Although this battle was a bit thrilling, it could be considered a fruitful harvest.

The pair of steel teeth on this iron-mouthed pig's mouth are good materials for weapon refining, and the hard pig skin can also be used to make magic clothes. After collecting the valuable materials, Song Qingming called the young mortals in the village to carry the remaining pork of the iron-mouthed pig back to the village together.

The flesh and blood of demonic beasts are great supplements for both cultivators and mortals. Song Qingming, except for a part of this pile of pork that he put into the storage bag, distributed all the rest to the village, which is enough for them to eat for a long time.

The mortals of Mount Lingyuan rarely eat demonic beasts once, and they are very grateful for Song Qingming's generosity, and they respect the young immortal master in front of them even more in their hearts.

Having finally managed to get some valuable demonic beast materials, Song Qingming also began to plan to return to Mount Funiu to exchange for a mid-tier magic tool at the family's Treasure Pavilion. Now that he has gathered enough spirit stones in advance, and with a mid-tier magic tool in hand, Song Qingming's combat power when facing enemies can be improved a lot.

An ordinary mid-tier magic tool requires about twenty spirit stones. This pair of steel teeth of the iron-mouthed pig can be exchanged for about seven or eight spirit stones in the market. Having obtained these materials, he can add some spirit stones, and there should be no problem in exchanging for a mid-tier flying sword.

(End of chapter)