"This is a ferret. It should have some intelligence," Zhuo Bufan said.
"It's so cute!" Ye Ziqin squatted down and picked it up. It was about the size of half a basketball and its fur was as white as snow. It could melt a girl's heart in an instant. "Little ferret, don't be afraid. The tiger is dead. You're fine now."
The little ferret seemed to understand her words. It rubbed its head against her chest and let out a childish cry.
Ye Ziqin looked at the corpse of the ferret beside her. "This little guy is so pitiful. Its mother must have been killed by the tiger. Zhuo Bufan, can I bring it along?"
"Yes. Bring it somewhere else first. I'll take care of it." Zhuo Bufan said. He didn't want Ye Ziqin to see such a bloody scene.
After Ye Ziqin left with the little ferret, Zhuo Bufan directly smashed the tiger's head. She grabbed a red bead the size of a bullet. It felt a little hot in her hand.
Demonic beasts of the same level were stronger than cultivators of the same level. This was because the bodies of demonic beasts were naturally stronger than those of humans. Moreover, demonic beasts were born with the ability to condense demon cores. They were divided into metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and some other special attributes.
This is a fire attribute demon core. It can increase the fire attribute of the spiritual energy in my body.
Different from traditional cultivators, every cultivator's soul determines the attribute of their spiritual energy. For example, the Ghost King trained in the Yin attribute. When he saw that Zhuo Bufan had both the fire attribute and the thunder attribute, he was so surprised.
After swallowing the fire attribute demon core, Zhuo Bufan sat cross-legged and slowly absorbed the fire attribute energy in the demon core. Her skin glowed with a faint red light. After about twenty minutes, she finished refining the demon core. The fire attribute in her body felt stronger. In the future, it would be easier for her to use fire attribute spells.
"If I can find more fire attributes, I might be able to train in the Demonic Lotus Karmic Fire." Zhuo Bufan thought to herself. However, the difficulty of cultivating this kind of fire elemental spell was no less than reaching the peak again.
He sighed with emotion for a while before he walked out of the cave and washed the bloodstains on his body. He found that Ye Ziqin was holding the ferret and feeding it green fruits.
"This little ferret seems to be a small beast with intelligence. If I leave Earth in the future, I can let it protect Ye Ziqin." Zhuo Bufan secretly pondered, but he couldn't even use his spiritual energy, let alone help the little ferret gain intelligence.
"Zhuo Bufan, why don't you give it a name?" Ye Ziqin said with a smile. The little ferret seemed to have accepted Ye Ziqin. It curled up in her arms and secretly glanced at Zhuo Bufan before burying its head again.
"Let's call it a pill." Zhuo Bufan said casually. In the Cultivation World, he knew a friend named Lin Han, who had a ferret with him also named a pill.
After four days in the valley, Zhuo Bufan's wounds had almost healed. He looked at his reflection in the pool. Only the scar on his face couldn't be healed for the time being. After he practiced the Nine Transformation Golden Body Technique, his body was different from others. Even the Beauty Pill couldn't easily get rid of it, unless he was more powerful and refined a higher level pill.
Anyway, Zhuo Bufan felt that he was a man and didn't care about the scar on his face. In fact, he looked less childish and more determined as a man.
In the past four days, Zhuo Bufan had observed the terrain of the valley. Although it was steep, with his current strength, it was enough for him to go up. However, it was getting late now, so he could only wait until tomorrow.
In the valley, the temperature was low. In the past four days, Zhuo Bufan and Ye Ziqin slept together, relying on their body heat to keep warm.
"Cold … it's so cold …" Ye Ziqin called in a daze with his eyes closed. The little ferret next to him ran out of the cave and barked at Zhuo Bufan. It bit his trousers and dragged him inside.
Zhuo Bufan walked into the valley and saw that Ye Ziqin's body seemed to be condensed with a thin layer of ice, emitting bursts of bone-piercing coldness.
"The cold poison of the Nine Yin Body is released?" Zhuo Bufan frowned. If he hadn't used the mana on the lotus jade pendant, perhaps Ye Ziqin wouldn't have such a situation.
But now he couldn't use Spiritual Qi to relieve the cold poison in Ye Ziqin's body. What should he do?
Spiritual Qi and True Yuan were actually equivalent to the energy of a martial artist and the mana of a sorcerer. They were completely different attributes. Now, Zhuo Bufan could only use True Yuan in his body.
"Cold … cold …" Ye Ziqin curled up into a ball, and his consciousness became blurry.
Zhuo Bufan didn't dare to hesitate anymore. He instantly activated the True Yuan in his body, and his skin became faintly red. Now, the only way was to use the pure Yang energy to relieve the cold poison. Zhuo Bufan hugged Ye Ziqin tightly from behind, using his body heat to relieve the cold poison.
The slight chill and the faint fragrance of her body stimulated Zhuo Bufan at the same time. Zhuo Bufan wasn't a man who was obsessed with lust, but he was a straight man after all. He quickly steadied his will and steadied his mind.
Just like that, the moon was like a shy bride. It quietly came out of the clouds to take a look, and then hid in the dark clouds again.
It wasn't until a ray of dawn appeared on the horizon that Ye Ziqin opened her eyes. Suddenly, she found a pair of strong hands tightly hugging her from behind. Ye Ziqin's eyes widened. She didn't need to think to know who it was.
There was a wooden plank under the straw bed. Ye Ziqin pushed hard, and Zhuo Bufan's whole body rolled down. Only then did she wake up. Yesterday, he used his body heat to help Ye Ziqin control the cold poison, and unknowingly fell asleep.
"You're awake?" Zhuo Bufan rubbed his hair and stood up. His eyes were as calm as an ancient well.
Ye Ziqin suddenly regretted pushing Zhuo Bufan off the bed. She remembered that on the night of their wedding, Zhuo Bufan was also kicked off the bed by her. After that, Zhuo Bufan never entered her room again.
She suddenly felt that she had gone a little too far. After all, Zhuo Bufan was a normal man. As an adult, she naturally knew what a man needed and wanted. But these few days, Zhuo Bufan had been quiet and did not do anything to her.
For her sake, Zhuo Bufan had not only disfigured himself, he had also suffered so much. But she still treated him like this. Perhaps Zhuo Bufan's heart had already given up on her.
Ye Ziqin bit her lips, and carried the medicine puppet out of the cave. The sky was blue, and the sun was shining brightly.
Zhuo Bufan found a green vine and wrapped it around Ye Ziqin's waist, and tied the other end to his own body. Then, he used his Zhenqi to grab Ye Ziqin's arm, and ran up the cliff like a whirlwind.
Gathering his Zhenqi under his feet, he finally reached the top of the mountain. Zhuo Bufan had chosen an undeveloped mountain top. Otherwise, if he was seen by tourists climbing up like this, and with the development of the internet, he would soon become famous.
"Ye Zi, go back and tell my mother that we have disappeared for the past few days. Don't let her worry," Zhuo Bufan looked at Ye Ziqin and said calmly, "I have to rush back to Jin Ling City."
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