Night Without End
Chapter 232 - 148 Harvest Season

Chapter 232: Chapter 148 Harvest Season

"Three brothers, you’ve been watching the battle for a while and have assessed his strength. Is it time to make a move?" Fire Qilin also spoke up, his body fractured in many places, severely wounded.

The three great masters were cautious, only agreeing to join the fray after assessing the opponent’s condition. If it seemed impossible, they would retreat directly from the rear mountain.

For this, Fire Qilin paid a lot, fighting furiously with this human youth and letting allies observe and study this.

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming cooperated fully. A strand of electric light appeared on his body and immediately he shook three times.

In the pitch-black night sky, silver snakes danced wildly, rain poured down, and the mountains bore an aura of killing intent.

The three masters slowly approached, exuding a suffocating pressure!

"Where is the Miracle Medicine?" That human man asked, his voice hoarse, wearing a bronze mask and carrying a Heavy Sword on his back.

While speaking, he inadvertently glanced at Fire Qilin.

The great lion was startled, thinking: What are you looking at me for?

Then, it realized and was nearly enraged!

But it also felt nervous, wondering if his leader might be considering him as the Miracle Medicine?

"Third, go fetch the strange blood from my quiet room!" Black Roc spoke up. It had requested the help of five allies, but only three appeared, and they were late.

Old Donkey rushed towards a building in the distance, quickly returning with a flawless crystal, the fluid inside shining with a deep, otherworldly gleam.

"Good!" A three-meter-tall porcupine nodded. It walked upright on its short legs, its body covered in silver spikes.

Black Roc was pained; this was the strange blood it had traded all its wealth for with a prominent figure of its tribe!

Initially, it hadn’t intended to use this medicine, hoping to quickly eliminate the human youth by itself, but the worst-case scenario happened!

"Ah, if it were the blood of a Golden Winged Great Roc, that would be amazing," a strange, two-meter-long bird spoke up. Its crown feathers were yellow, like golden flames dancing, its back was red, its belly purple, and its tail feathers, three meters long, flowed with azure brilliance, exceedingly beautiful.

Black Roc felt quite upset. Wasn’t the Black Roc also a Roc, after all? It seemed... indeed it was quite inferior.

Qin Ming looked at the colorfully feathered brocade sparrow; it was very Spiritual, and there was a high probability it too harbored strange blood.

"This young human is decent, with a temperament Close to Immortal. Do not kill him," the giant porcupine spoke.

The old monsters were puzzled and all looked at it.

Qin Ming was also surprised, feeling that this porcupine had impressive foresight.

The giant porcupine said, "Such a clear and transcendent youth, if ruined, would be best suited to assist me daily in washing my back and brushing my silver spikes."

The old monsters instantly understood. The giant porcupine wanted to keep him alive to serve as a "decoration."

Qin Ming thought it necessary to pluck its silver spikes one by one and give it a "massage" with the Mutton Fat Jade Iron Blade!

The man wearing the mask said, "Everyone, he just absorbed a portion of silver strange blood not long ago. If we refine him soon, we might still capture some of its medicinal properties."

Qin Ming’s gaze grew cold. Sometimes, beings of your own kind could be more dreadful than Demons. This man was especially despicable.

The brocade sparrow nodded and said, "I will taste the blood from his heart in a moment to see how much of the medicine remains."

"Please, three brothers, make it quick!" Fire Qilin spoke, wishing to immediately slay that frightfully fast-growing youth.

Black Roc also nodded, saying, "Three brothers, you’ve caught a big break. This rogue and I are alike, struck by lightning, with hardly any combat power left."

"Act now!"

It was that human wearing the mask, who drew the Heavy Sword from his back and took the first large step forward.

The brocade sparrow danced like a phoenix in the azure sky, hovered high up, radiating four-colored glimmers of light, bearing somewhat the aura of a divine bird.

The silver porcupine, with a Silver Bow appearing in its hands, despite having short limbs, incredibly, was an archer!

In an instant, its arms bulged and lengthened, capable of drawing the bow. It plucked one of its own silver spikes to use as an Arrow.

Boom!

The arrow shot out with the force of wind and thunder, carrying a dazzling Silver Light, like a burning meteor with a long tail light, even drying up the rain curtain.

In the field of archery, this silver porcupine was a master-level Alien Species!

Qin Ming’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly tilted his head. The silver arrow flew past his ear, lifting his hair, carrying an unusually scorching wave of air.

Behind him, a building constructed of Black Gold Stone instantly shattered, destroyed by this single arrow.

The masked man stepped forward, already right in front of him, his Heavy Sword falling like thunder, unleashing a captivating sword light.

Qin Ming didn’t use his blade defensively, as he wasn’t proficient enough yet, and he sensed that the opponent’s Heavenly Light Force was extraordinary.

The blade light, like a long rainbow piercing the sky, collided with the Heavy Sword, sparks flying everywhere. In an instant, their blades clashed dozens of times amidst the pitch-black curtain of rain.

The man’s Heavenly Light Force was indeed very special, forceful and carrying a scorching wave of air, far from what an ordinary Outer Saint could muster!

He could clash blades and swords directly with Qin Ming.

Of course, this was also related to his profound Daoist practice, as he was an Outer Saint who had stepped into this realm many years ago.

The man’s Heavy Sword developed notches, not as hard as Mutton Fat Jade Iron, but he wasn’t distressed. As long as he killed this youth, he could replace it with a better Jade Iron Sword.

In the sky, the aura shimmered all around, the brocade sparrow spreading its wings, creating a potent atmosphere, emitting high-pitched calls, then gold, red, blue, and purple beams of light shot out, overwhelming the sky.

The masked man hurriedly backed off, very tempted to turn hostile, as this fierce bird attacked indiscriminately.

The four-colored light blasted onto the mountain peak, the ground breaking apart, rocks tumbling, and a great cloud of dust initially rose, only to be drenched by the heavy rain.

"Watch it!" the man with the sword shouted upwards.