Su Ming sat cross-legged on a beast skin spread out on the snow in his tent. The beast skin blocked off the cold from the snow, causing those who sat on it to not feel too cold.
There was also a brazier burning bright red in the tent. Due to the heat from the brazier spreading out, the snow on the ground was rapidly melting. Once all the snow melted, the tent would be filled with warmth.
As the crackling sounds from the brazier echoed in the air, the area was quiet. A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes as he sat cross-legged, and a cold sneer appeared on his lips.
He had intentionally made the Phantom Puppet crumble so that he would fall on the ground like a mountain, stirring up a huge boom. With this method, he would make the people from Western Sea Clan fearful and not dare to be negligent, which was why he obtained his current lodgings.
It was not that Su Ming was petty and wanted to be calculative with them, but that he was no longer representing himself when he went out. When he mentioned his own name, he would usually mention the ninth summit as well.
He was a member of the ninth summit, and his dignity was also the ninth summit's dignity. If he truly stayed in the crowded and noisy tribe, then the people would look down on the ninth summit.
Su Ming would not accept this, especially when he was within Freezing Sky Clan's territory. There was simply no need for him to keep an overly low profile.
Besides, there was another reason why Su Ming did this. He wanted to intimidate all those who were hostile towards him, especially … Si Ma Xin and Tian Lan Meng!
From the moment Su Ming received the invitation and remained silent for the past few days, he had already thought through this matter clearly. Due to his training, he still could not possess the intelligence of a monster, but if he could not understand it within two hours, then he would use four hours. If four hours was not enough, then he would use one day. After a few days of this, Su Ming understood the situation clearly.
Perhaps Su Ming receiving the invitation had nothing to do with Si Ma Xin. Su Ming did not think that Si Ma Xin had the ability to ask Western Sea Clan to help him.
Besides, the invitation was to invite the people from the ninth summit to participate in the auction. Su Ming fell into a pensive silence and did not think that there was anything off about it.
However, if the ninth summit received the invitation, then with Si Ma Xin's reputation, he would definitely participate in the auction. Tian Lan Meng and the others would also definitely come.
That was why Su Ming gave up on keeping a low profile. Instead, the moment he stepped into the temporary tribe where the auction was held, he used his own method to tell all the people in a domineering manner that he, Su Ming of the ninth summit, had arrived!
He intimidated Si Ma Xin so that he would not act recklessly. Su Ming did not want to attack here. Compared to Si Ma Xin, he was more concerned about Sky Mist Shaman Hunt.
However, if Si Ma Xin did not know what was good for him, then Su Ming would have already replied to his previous actions.
"I'm sorry …"
As for Tian Lan Meng, Su Ming was also trying to intimidate her, but his goal was completely different from what he did to Si Ma Xin. Tian Lan Meng had a request for him, that was why the stronger Su Ming displayed his power, the more subtle their relationship would be.
Because of that, this woman could become a temporary ally for Su Ming, and it would be convenient for him during the auction. It did not matter whether he was in danger or buying items, she would be of great help.
'After all, I don't have a lot of stone coins …' Su Ming stroked his chin and a smile appeared on his face. He did not notice that the days he spent in the ninth summit had caused some slight changes in his personality without his knowledge. For example, before he came to Freezing Sky Clan, he would not have been able to think of this plan.
For example, the "loss" in Phantom Dais Tribe was also something Su Ming could not have imagined in the past. All of this was slowly changing because of his second senior brother, Hu Zi, and … Tian Xie Zi in the ninth summit.
As Su Ming sank into his thoughts, he suddenly lifted his head. There was warmth coming from the brazier in the tent. There was no longer any snow on the ground, and the beast skins on the ground were also warmed up by the heat. It was as if they were in two different worlds compared to the snow outside the tent.
Not long after Su Ming lifted his head, the sound of someone knocking on the tent traveled into his ears, and Zi Che's voice traveled into the tent.
"Uncle master, Western Sea Clan has sent the auction catalog."
Su Ming lifted his right hand and swung it. Immediately, the flap to the tent was lifted, and a gust of cold wind blew in from outside. It was already night outside, but with the snow on the ground as a contrast, it did not seem dark. He could even see snowflakes floating in the cold wind.
It was snowing outside.
Zi Che stood respectfully at the entrance. His hair was covered in snow, and he was dressed in a long robe. In his hands was the auction catalog that was made from a thick beast skin.
Once the flap to the tent was lifted, Zi Che walked in and placed the catalog in his hands respectfully before Su Ming. He took a few steps back, and when he saw that Su Ming did not give him any more orders, he prepared to leave.
Su Ming did not lift his head. He continued flipping through the pages of the beast skin catalog and said calmly, "It's cold outside. I should have let you enter the tent to keep warm, but your training method is related to the cold. This sort of weather is more suitable for your training. I've been observing your training for a long time, and I feel that it's still lacking. I suggest that you try … listening to the sound of snow."
Zi Che's footsteps came to an abrupt halt. He stood there for a moment, then as if he had understood something, he bowed deeply towards Su Ming and left the tent.
As he flipped through the pages of the beast skin catalog, a brilliant glint would appear in Su Ming's eyes every few pages. There was a cauldron drawn on the page he was looking at, and there were even a few wisps of smoke drawn on the cauldron.
"Nameless Barren Cauldron …" Su Ming mumbled. Those four words were written on that page.
"Since the Great Barren Cauldron is the tribal vessel of the Great Yu Dynasty, items that take the form of a cauldron are usually rare, but they also contain great power. This cauldron was obtained from a tribe in the land of the Shamans. It is their tribe's sacred item, but someone brought it back to the land of the Berserkers and worshipped it to Western Sea Clan." Beside the cauldron's name, there was a small row of words that briefly introduced the cauldron's origins.
There was no mention of the cauldron's specific functions.
After staring at the cauldron for a moment, Su Ming flipped through the remaining pages. His main target was the cauldron, that was why he did not pay too much attention to the other items, especially since the catalog did not contain all the items up for auction. There were still some items that were not recorded in the catalog.
When Su Ming flipped to the last page and his gaze fell on it, a sharp glint suddenly appeared in his eyes. He picked up the page and looked at it carefully. The more he looked at it, the brighter the light in his eyes became.
'This thing …' A glint appeared in Su Ming's eyes. He was almost certain that this thing was exactly what he was thinking about!
It was a mountain rock that was about the height of a person. It was colorless and transparent, but within the mountain rock was a human-shaped object that was completely black. It looked as if it was sitting cross-legged there.
That human-shaped object looked incredibly real. It had four limbs, five fingers, a head, and everything else.
Su Ming's eyes were fixed on the human-shaped object's hands placed on its knees. The picture was a little rough and he could not see it clearly. Even the details were not accurate.
"This should be it," Su Ming mumbled. His Welcoming of Deities already had the ninth leg of the Nine-legged Spider. He was still missing two more. If this thing was truly one of them, then he would only be missing the python's tail scale for creating the Welcoming of Deities.
However, Su Ming remembered that the tail scale was very different from the scales of a normal python. It was triangular in shape.
Yet no matter what, if the small person in the mountain rock was what Su Ming needed, then it would be incredibly important to him. It was especially so when he remembered that the Welcoming of Deities was the only medicinal pill Su Ming had seen that did not require any sacrifices when placed on the door in the strange dimension.
The more it was so, the harder it would be to successfully create it. Similarly, the more it was so, the more it meant that the power of the medicinal pill would reach an unbelievable level. It might even surpass Spirit Plunder!
Su Ming looked at the beast skin and closed it slowly.
'The auction this time is really interesting …' Su Ming rubbed the center of his brows and fell into deep thought.
Before long, as Su Ming was still immersed in his thoughts, the flap of the tent was suddenly pushed open, causing a gust of cold wind to blow into the tent. Su Ming did not even need to lift his head to know that there was only one person who could enter without Zi Che stopping them.
"Su Ming, I can't sleep." Bai Su was dressed in a white leather robe. Her hair fell down her shoulders as she yawned and walked to Su Ming's side.
Su Ming ignored Bai Su. His eyes were still half-closed as he thought about the auction.
"Su Ming, you're deaf. You're mute. You're always like this. I can't sleep. You have to talk to me, or else I won't let you be quiet." Bai Su glared at him and walked towards Su Ming.
"You're the one who insisted on coming." Su Ming's face was calm as he cast Bai Su a glance.
"I don't care. I can't sleep anyway. I want to go out and look at the snow," Bai Su said with a thought in her head.
Su Ming looked at Bai Su and after a moment of silence, he asked unhurriedly, "You want to look at the snow?"
"That's right. I want to look at the snow. Come with me." Bai Su twirled her hair and smiled at Su Ming.
"Sky Mist Shaman Hunt is almost here … It's time to end things," Su Ming mumbled. Bai Su could not hear his voice. Only he knew clearly that he needed to make a decision.
"Alright." Su Ming stood up and walked towards the tent's flap. Once he opened it, he saw a silver land under the night sky. The snow on the ground shone with a silver light. When he looked at it, he could not see the end of it, but it also gave Su Ming a sense of familiarity.
"Let's go," Su Ming said softly. He waved his hand to signal Zi Che, who was about to get up, not to follow him. He walked forward with the wind and snow blowing against his face.
Bai Su quickly followed behind Su Ming with a smug look on her face. During the past few months, she had entered that strange dream many times, but it was a blurry dream and there were many things that were not clear. She wanted to know the story of the girl Su Ming had met who looked exactly like her in the past.
At that moment, she did not know that her unintentional action had caused the battle between Su Ming and Si Ma Xin to reach a new height for the Berserker Seed.
Si Ma Xin wanted to leave Bai Su's figure in Su Ming's heart. He wanted to use that resemblance to make a thought form in Su Ming's heart, then turn that thought into his own Berserker Seed through his relationship with Bai Su.
What Su Ming wanted to do was the exact opposite. He wanted to turn Bai Su into Bai Ling, and he would pour his heart and soul into it. Then, the moment he walked out, the wind would blow past him without leaving a trace. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
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