Night Without End
Chapter 72 - 72 47 The End of the Tune and the People Scatter

72: Chapter 47: The End of the Tune and the People Scatter 72: Chapter 47: The End of the Tune and the People Scatter Under the night sky, the mountains and forests are dim, and today most of the area is eerily quiet, with hardly any fierce beasts encountered, apart from the herbivorous creatures.

Qin Ming sprinted all the way, coming to a sudden halt when passing a dense forest where he removed his armor, set down the long-handled Wujin Hammer, and dug out a shiny set of Fine Gold Armor from the snow.

This was the legacy of Wang Nianzhu, who has died but is still wanted.

Qin Ming quickly changed into it as he was worried that the place he was heading might have bear cubs or bull calves.

If they possessed high spiritual qualities and remembered his looks, that would be terrible.

Everyone knows that Wang Nianzhu slew the Blood Snake and wiped out the Patrol Team members such as Fu Entao and Feng Yi’an.

It is quite normal now to take advantage of the chaos and enter the lair of the alien species.

After hanging Wang Nianzhu’s long sword that shone like a clear spring at his waist, Qin Ming also found a piece of cloth to cover his face.

He just wasn’t strong enough yet and had to be cautious.

Afterwards, he ran eight miles in one breath and reached a rock forest surrounded by wilderness where rocks were everywhere, some areas almost piling up into stone mountains.

“It really stinks!” Qin Ming could hardly stand it, as the white giant bear lived here without much cleanliness.

He had just approached and already smelled the scent of bear feces.

Deeper into the rock forest, there was a Fire Spring surrounded by Chixia mist, sparkling and glinting, with a scale and temperature similar to the one in Yinteng Town, both of them reaching the Second Level.

Although the white giant bear had mutated several times and was very formidable, it still wasn’t qualified to occupy the deeper and more splendid Fire Springs in the mountains.

But for the mountain people, this was already a treasure trove.

And yet such a great place was terribly desecrated by the bear, with animal fur and bones scattered everywhere.

A huge amount of bear feces all left near the Fire Spring.

Clearly, its hibernation wasn’t full and it was still hunting in the mountains frequently.

“This should be an old male bear, too solitary, wasting such a treasure land all by himself,” Qin Ming rummaged around, but the place was stinky, and he could hardly find anything.

He was infuriated, coming all this way and taking huge risks, yet all he found was the terrible smell of bear feces.

Qin Ming really wanted to set a fire and burn the place clean!

Even if the old male bear’s descendants were here, he could take out his anger, or if not, he could at least chop off a couple of bear paws to take back.

He wanted to say this place was so desolately clean, but the truth was it was so filthy that it made him nauseous, almost vomiting.

This was the first time Qin Ming felt helpless and tight in the chest after being dealt a blow.

He wanted vengeance but eventually pinched his nose and gave up, not wanting to stay here another moment.

Just as he was about to turn around to leave, he suddenly saw a flash of fish scales in the Fire Spring and immediately his spirits lifted.

“Does this old bear dog actually know how to raise fish?”

Qin Ming rushed to the edge of the Fire Spring and saw the shadows of fish in the six to seven zhang square pond.

However, he was soon left staring dry-eyed there, as those were only seedlings.

“This disgusting old bear, really too shameful.

The fish here could hardly grow big before it would catch and eat them in advance!”

In the end, he decided to take the seedlings—those shorter than his finger he did not want, but he took all those approaching the length of his palm, with the two largest being seven inches long.

In total, he had about a couple dozen.

These were actually species of Spirit Fish, luminescent blue with some parts semi-transparent.

They could grow more than a meter long when mature, containing rich spiritual vitality and life force.

Unfortunately, with the impatient old male bear here, it was impossible for them to grow that big.

“Although they are still small, they do have some spirituality and can be considered as great nourishments.”

Whenever Qin Ming entered the mountains, he would definitely bring along a Beast Skin Bag.

The harsh living environment made him develop this plain habit, which now came in handy.

This was also one of the reasons why Huang Jingjun’s mouth curled up in a sneer secretly.

Without looking back, Qin Ming swiftly made for Wild Bull Ridge seven miles away from here, calculating the time difference, actions needing to be quick.

Under the night sky, the mountain ridges stretch on, covered with vast forests.

Qin Ming had just barged into the territory of the golden giant bull and was immediately astonished.

Deep within the forest was a Second level Fire Spring, the fiery red glowing liquid not stored in a pond, but rather irrigated into the assorted Fire Fields.

The Fire Spring was not hot, far from the surface temperature of a person, but it was enough to keep out the chill of wind and snow.

The Fire Fields were lush and colorful.

“The old golden bull is really diligent!” Qin Ming exclaimed admiringly.

The mountains were covered in snow, and the sky was still flurrying with snowflakes, yet this piece of land displayed such vibrant scenes, certainly capturing one’s attention.

A vine full of Fire Pears was bursting with fruits; twenty to thirty of them were already red and radiant, emitting a tempting fruity smell.

“These fruits can replenish vitality and blood.” Qin Ming quickly picked them.

Next, he found a patch of short plants; although only roughly a foot tall, each was laden with purple berries, sweet and sour to the taste.

“So many Purple Sun Fruits, eating a few when tired can quickly restore energy, the old bull has planted all good things!” Qin Ming’s opinion of the golden giant bull soared.

This messy Fire Field, although not tended to particularly well, was still flourishing due to the high spirituality of the Second level Fire Spring, and all plants were growing very well.

It was a pity, though, the old golden bull had such a large family and territory, leading a group of wild bulls in this mountain range.

There wasn’t any Spiritual Material left for rebirth, as it seems it was all eaten by its offspring.

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