The Extreme Alchemist of the Mighty Cauldron

Chapter 663: Chapter 663: Black Scale Ant

This black demon beast, shaped like a giant ant, was covered in a layer of glistening black scales. Its pair of blood-red eyes were filled with madness.

Fang Lin instantly recognized it as a very rare Black Scale Ant. Judging from its aura, it was probably a demon beast with four transformations.

Fang Lin immediately sensed danger. This black scale ant had been lying in ambush beneath the ancient battlefield, and he hadn’t noticed it until now when he accidentally encountered it.

“Damn it!” The Corpse Ginseng was terrified at the sight of the Black Scale Ant, but it still held onto the ancient spear tightly.

The Black Scale Ant charged directly into the rolling murderous aura. The overwhelming killing intent ravaged the body of the Black Scale Ant, producing the sound of metal clashing.

Fang Lin was shocked. This Black Scale Ant truly deserved its reputation as a rare beast. Its scales were extremely hard. Even the dreadful killing aura here couldn’t hurt it quickly.

The Black Scale Ant seemed to be extremely obsessed with the ancient spear, daring to risk danger and trying to approach the spear, its eyes filled with anger and resentment.

A Four-transformations Beast held a grudge against an ancient spear?

Fang Lin found it odd, but since this Black Scale Ant was not targeting him, he didn’t hurry to act. He decided to watch the situation for now.

“You dim-witted ant, how dare you act so bumptiously when I’m here?” The Corpse Ginseng, despite being extremely scared, put on a brave face.

However, the Black Scale Ant ignored the Corpse Ginseng completely, and with an angry roar, it charged into the ancient spear.

The ancient spear remained unmoved. The impact from the Black Scale Ant instead sent it retreating repeatedly, opening wounds on its body and loosening many of its black scales.

Even so, the Black Scale Ant continued to strike at the ancient spear fearlessly, giving off a feeling of fearless determination.

Bang, bang, bang!!!

After several consecutive attacks, the Black Scale Ant was on its last breath. Despite its strength and the fact that it was a Four-transformations Beast, it was nothing more than an insignificant ant when faced with the ancient spear.

The ancient spear was like a towering mountain, and the Black Scale Ant persistently aimed its body at it, to no avail.

“Ha ha ha! You came out so aggressively, yet turned out to be a complete weakling. I was almost scared out of my wits.” The Corpse Ginseng looked contemptuously at the Black Scale Ant and shamelessly mocked it.

Currently, the originally present overwhelming killing aura had all been absorbed by the ancient spear. Although traces of time were still visible on it, a small part of it had regained its luster.

At that moment, the ancient spear suddenly moved.

Still one moment and thunderous the next.

Thud!

The ancient spear shot out and directly pierced through the Black Scale Ant’s body from head to tail, skewering it like a sugar-glazed hawthorn berry.

The Black Scale Ant let out a miserable scream, and then its body exploded. Even with its sturdy physical body, it could not withstand the shocking killing intent contained within the ancient spear.

“Don’t let the Demon Core get destroyed!” Fang Lin shouted in a hurry, but it was too late. The Black Scale Ant was thoroughly killed, reduced to fragments along with its Demon Core.

Fang Lin looked at the Demon Core which had been shattered and felt a deep sense of regret. This was a Four-transformations Demon Beast, the value of its Demon Core was immeasurable, but now it was ruined.

“Sigh.” Fang Lin sighed and put the ancient spear back into his Nine Palace Bag.

“I’ll kick you to death!” Corpse Ginseng seized the opportunity and kicked towards Fang Lin’s face.

Fang Lin twitched his mouth corner, grabbed the Corpse Ginseng.

“Let me go! You jerk, how dare you torture me! Today, we are destined for a fierce encounter!” The Corpse Ginseng struggled, ready to explode from anger.

“Ten stalks of ancient herbs!” Fang Lin coldly declared.

“Ahem, you can’t easily buy me off. You underestimate me!” Corpse Ginseng said with a sidelong glance.

“Fifteen stalks!” Fang Lin muttered under his breath.

“Well, we can always negotiate. You were really too much this time. Let’s settle on twenty ancient herbs. I’ll forgive you then.” Corpse Ginseng said this as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Fang Lin was speechless, rummaging in his Nine Palace Bag, and finally took out eight ancient herbs.

“Why can’t you keep your word? You promised twenty stalks, why do you only give this much?” Corpse Ginseng immediately started shouting in discontent.

“That’s all I have, take it or leave it.” Fang Lin uncaringly acted as if he would put the eight herbs back.

“Wait, wait, let’s put the remaining herbs on credit.” Corpse Ginseng quickly said, gleefully swallowing all eight herbs.

“Ah, that’s so relaxing!” The Corpse Ginseng, after eating the herbs, seemed to grow a bit in size, but the change was not too obvious.

“You’ve had your fill, now get in.” Fang Lin lifted the Corpse Ginseng and threw it into the Nine Palace Bag, preparing to leave the underground.

Suddenly, another Black Scale Ant emerged from below.

“There’s an ant nest down there.” Fang Lin immediately made this judgement, and his eyes lit up with anticipation.

This Black Scale Ant wasn’t as mad as the previous one. After poking its head out from the underground, it remained cautious and looked around alertly. Upon seeing Fang Lin, it instantly revealed hostility.

Fang Lin grinned, pulling out his blood-red longsword.

“Here is a feast for you, enjoy. But leave the Demon Core for me.” Fang Lin said to the blood-red longsword.

No sooner had the words been spoken than the Black Scale Ant pounced on Fang Lin. As the Demon Qi roared, Fang Lin began to find it difficult to breathe.

Zing!

The blood-red longsword flew out in an instant and, as easily as cutting through tofu, it buried itself into the head of the Black Scale Ant.

The Black Scale Ant screamed miserably, struggling to remove what was lodged in its head, but failed utterly.

The Black Scale Ant’s body visibly shrank quickly as the essence of its blood and flesh was rapidly absorbed by the blood-red longsword.

Fearing that the longsword was going to enjoy this feast too much and might inadvertently suck up the Demon Core as well, Fang Lin hurriedly went to extract the Black Scale Ant’s Demon Core.

A pitch-black Demon Core full of Demon Qi. Fang Lin was overjoyed and put the Demon Core into his bag.

Ever since he entered the Hundred Beasts Ferocious Mountain, Fang Lin had been fond of collecting Demon Cores, particularly those of higher-level demon beasts, which greatly intrigued him.

The reason was simple: Fang Lin knew a secret skill that could refine the Demon Qi from the Demon Cores, leaving behind nothing but the most pure physical power and nature’s spiritual energy.

Once the Demon Qi is removed, martial artists could also absorb the Demon Cores to enhance their strength and cultivation. However, this kind of method had probably been lost in this era.