"First Young Master, why do you wish to go to the Frost Death Forest?" Qigang suddenly asked as their mounts galloped their way to the Frost Death Forest.

"I want spirit beasts at the Minor Saint Stage that will help me in my cultivation. If you're wondering why it is connected to my bloodline." Wang Ling knew that his bloodline was a mysterious thing and using it as an alibi for most things worked 100 percent of the time.

It was 100 percent because he had yet to meet someone who doubted his alibi. Thinking about it now, Wang Ling had to think twice about the people he associated with. Are they stupid for believing him or is he just that trustworthy?

Upon hearing Wang Ling's words, Qigang panicked a little as he tried to persuade Wang Ling out of the idea, "First Young Master, you will die if you try and fight a Minor Saint Stage beast. I know you're abnormally strong for someone your age but please reconsider."

Wang Ling rubbed his glabella and felt a headache coming for him.

[It seems like I'm being treated like an idiot.] He said inside his head as he looked at Qigang's earnestness. Those eyes made Wang Ling feel like he was truly being treated like an idiot. It made him want to bang his head on a wall for some reason.

"I won't be hunting for spirit beasts that strong. I brought you here for the exact reason of you helping me hunt spirit beasts. To be specific, you hunt while I watch from afar. If you were to hunt those Minor Saint spirit beasts, it would be as easy as catching a pet. Oh, don't kill them, I need them alive."

Wang Ling explained himself and Qigang finally understood his motives. Qigang was already a Grand Saint. It would be easy for him to catch what Wang Ling needed to raise his cultivation by leaps and bounds.

Bai Xue who was supposed to be sleeping was salivating already.

They traveled in a nice and leisure manner. They didn't meet any stupid beasts and bandits who wanted to take their lives. Qigang was such a good repellant for enemies that Wang Ling was considering if he should bring him along more often.

The Frost Death Forest was a long way from the Red Peak Mountain they were in earlier. Because that was the case, the travel time took a day and a half even though they were already riding in Saint Spirit Beasts.

Wang Ling and the rest didn't approach the Frost Death Forest nearer than a 300-kilometers away. They landed on top of a mountain peak with lush greeneries and some snow scattered about.

Landing on top of the mountain peak, Wang Ling took a deep breath and said, "I will leave it up to you then. Remember, I only need Minor Saint spirit beasts, you should take the Whirlwind Lion with you if you like. Make sure to keep alive when you bring it here."

Upon hearing his instructions, Qigang left in a haste but didn't take anyone with him. He moved like a shadow and disappeared from sight. Wang Ling looked at him disappear and found a good place to sit and meditate at.

After doing so, he heard the Whirlwind Lion speak, "Will it be fine if I leave for some time? I want to move and hunt for some spirit beasts as well. I shall bring a Minor Saint for you after I return."

Wang Ling motioned that he could leave and the Whirlwind Lion did just that and with a wide smile plastered on its face, it began its hunt. Although it was just a mount in his eyes, the Whirlwind Lion was still an intellectual being.

It was not that weird for it to ask permission to do something else. Besides, it wouldn't be worried about Wang Ling's safety, after all, the [Phantom Horse] was still with him. It was still a spirit beast at True Saint stage so it provided a good amount of assurance.

The Phantom Horse quietly stood on the side, it was not making any sound. Wang Ling paid it no attention and activated his bloodline to cultivate. The golden halo on the back of his head appeared and qi entered his body in tides.

He had just closed his eyes and soon, Qigang was already running back towards his direction when he spread his senses around. Opening his eyes, Wang Ling saw Qigang holding a large red serpent over 20 meters long by the neck without a problem.

Looking at the snake, Wang Ling made a whistle before getting up, "Good work, now hold it still. I need to do something."

Qigang followed his commands and held on the back of the snake's neck. Wang Ling moved and took out his saint sword and filled it with piercing sword qi and hellish aura.

The serpent who was incapable of speaking mostly because it was made mute by Qigang started to flay as it instinctively felt danger emanating from Wang Ling's sword.

Stab!

Wang Lings stabbed his sword forward and the body of the snake stiffened before losing all its strength and dying off. Wang Ling moved and covered his hands with hellish qi.

The aura of devil surrounded Wang Ling he stabbed his fingers into the body of the snake and spread his hellish qi inside. The hellish qi wriggled around its insides and soon came out after Wang Ling got his hands on threads of black lights.

The thread of black lights coalesce and became a miniature serpent that looked exactly like the one he had just killed.

"Bastard, what do you plan to do?" The serpent was enraged but Wang Ling paid it no heed and did what he had to do. Wrapping the soul with hellish qi, he began erasing its consciousness and trapped it inside a ball made of hellish qi.

The erasing of its consciousness would be tedious as it was a spirit beast previously at Minor Saint stage. But Wang Ling only needs to have his soul suppress it and he wouldn't have much problem and only need to refine it and turn its strength into his own.

Wang Ling had his soul emanate enough pressure to flatten the serpent's soul into a pulp. With his soul as strong as a celestial's and connected to the Heaven Realm. He managed to suppress the soul and its consciousness.

But he did not become careless just because he suppressed its consciousness and suppress its will. If he was not careful in refining the soul, it could retaliate and devour his body taking over it in the process.

Wang Ling devoured the soul of the serpent in the ball of hellish qi and quickly sat in a cross-legged manner as soon as he could. He closed his eyes and began cultivating.

Qigang watched the process of Wang Ling taking control of a soul and devouring it in such a fluid manner that he thought he saw his Master, Sun Wu doing the extracting of the soul.

Wang Ling wasn't even a saint and he was already capable of manipulating the soul so quickly? Qigang found it amazing. But what was even more amazing was the fact that Wang Ling devoured the serpent's soul without hesitation.

He wanted to stop Wang Ling but stopped as Wang Ling had already gulped the soul into his system before Qigang could react. He couldn't try and stop Wang Ling, if he interrupts Wang Ling's concentration now, Wang Ling's qi will surely go berserk killing him in the process.

Qigang chose to wait for the process to finish. Sweating bullets, Qigang sat in front of Wang Ling anxiously waiting for the outcome. He was ready to make the appropriate moves if something goes wrong.

However, as time passed and Qigang sensed nothing was wrong, he began finding it odd. Especially so that Wang Ling's cultivation was rising and was about to reach a critical point.

Two days passed and no accidents had happened, he could now make a proper conjecture as to what Wang Ling was doing.

"He's refining as soul and draining it of its powers." Qigang was at a lost for words after finding it out. Assimilating the soul of others to strengthen one's cultivation was an insidious technique practiced by those evil and heinous sects.

Oozing with malicious aura, cultivate a technique like so, and its user will start emanating an aura that will make other's spine tingle.

But even though Qigang could see and watch Wang Ling do the same thing as those insidious and evil cultivators. No such aura had appeared. Everything seemed normal.

It was too bizarre.

Soon, another day passed and Wang Ling's cultivation broke through. He was now at the early-level-3 nascent soul stage.

Opening his eyes, Wang Ling found Qigang who had a questioning gaze. But before Qigang could even say anything Wang Ling already beat him to it.

"May I ask for another beast please?"