Chapter 210: Strange Monster
When Qinghuan woke up and opened his eyes, he saw a pair of starry eyes looking at him with a smile.

Qing Huan stood up awkwardly, wiped his face, mobilized his soul to check his drunken words, and then smiled bitterly: "Your wine... has a strong aftereffect!"

The woman had a smile in her eyes. As she put away the wine jug, she shook it intentionally, showing that it was empty.

Qinghuan drank half of it, and the other half naturally went into the woman's mouth... They each drank half, and Qinghuan fell drunk directly, but the woman had no reaction at all.

"Ahem!" Qing Huan was keenly aware of the woman's thoughts, and immediately pretended not to understand. He pinched the pill formula, put away the "Blue Lotus Pill", and packed a pile of pots and pans into the blue, saying: "Let's go quickly, otherwise the demon beast will go deep into the demon beast mountain range and it will be difficult to find it."

The woman glanced at Qing Huan and flew into the air.

Qinghuan hurried to follow.

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After half a month of hurried travel, Qinghuan and the woman finally arrived at the Warcraft Mountains and came to the forest in the story.

Looking down from the sky, this forest is indeed inconspicuous. Occasionally, a few trees over a hundred meters tall clearly tower above the forest canopy and are very conspicuous.

Such a forest certainly could not hide a thousand-meter-tall beast - no wonder everyone believed that the mercenary team was lying.

The two looked at each other, and without delay, they leaned down, rushed into the forest, and searched bit by bit.

Qinghuan even directly revealed the mark between his eyebrows, and his huge soul spread out and enveloped him.

Sweep the forest from one end to the other little by little, then change direction and start again.

There are not many magical beasts in the forest, and the strongest one is only level two.

After several days, the two searched almost every corner of the forest, but did not find any special magical beasts.

Is it...

The two looked towards the mountains not far away, which merged with the forest... Entering the mountains, they would reach the Warcraft Mountains that stretched for thousands of miles!

Has that monster returned to the Monster Mountain Range?
The mark between Qinghuan's eyebrows glowed with silver light, and the soul power was still shrouded, extending unwillingly towards the direction of the Warcraft Mountains.

In the Monster Mountain Range that stretches for thousands of miles, looking for a monster is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The woman glanced at the mark on Qinghuan's forehead, and flew silently towards the direction of the Monster Mountain Range... Her attitude was very clear, even if the monster returned to the Monster Mountain Range, she would find it.

Qing Huan didn't know why the woman was so determined to find the monster, but this just happened to fit his idea, so he followed her immediately.

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Entering the Warcraft Mountains, the number of Warcraft has obviously increased, and third and fourth level beasts have become more common.

After searching for more than half a month, Qinghuan would have given up if the woman hadn't insisted.

Qinghuan was a little exhausted from releasing his soul power for such a long time.

Finally, on this day, Qing Huan's soul sensed a trace of strange remnants, his expression changed, and he blurted out: "Found it... follow me!"

As he spoke, he piloted the blue plane and dived in one direction.

The woman followed.

When the two men landed on the ground, they saw a grassy field in front of them with white bones scattered all over the ground. It was impossible to tell what kind of monster it was, but it was obvious that it had been dead for some time, and it had died a death in which its bones were crushed to dust, otherwise its bones would not be so scattered that not even a single intact bone could be found.

Without complete bones, the bone marrow will naturally be gone.

This monster relies on its special ability to scare away mercenaries, and naturally it can also scare other intelligent monsters... It seems that it is seeking revenge from the monster that it once scared.

Seeing this scene, the woman's aura surged, and the violent aura spread out, causing the grass leaves to fly and the trees to break...

Qing Huan also felt a little regretful, and said: "I didn't expect to be a step late... Well, if this monster is really strong, it will naturally have its own base and will not appear in the outer forest."

The woman finally calmed down her anger, and her fighting spirit surged out. She gathered the scattered bones together, and fiddled with them for a long time, but found that she couldn't piece them together at all, and couldn't tell what kind of monster it was.

Qing Huan understood what she meant and said with a wry smile: "I can't tell either... and judging from the hardness of its skeleton after being baptized by Dou Qi, the strength of this monster was at most first level when it was alive." How many types of first level monsters are there in the Monster Mountain Range?

No one can tell for sure, and no one can guarantee to recognize every type of Warcraft, let alone determine the type of Warcraft from a broken skeleton!
It is even possible that this demon beast is a mutation and there is only one in the entire species... and this possibility is very high.

Otherwise, why have we never heard of this kind of magical beast before, and there are no related records?

After a moment's silence, the woman carefully put the monster skeleton into her ring. It seemed that she was not going to give up.

Qinghuan squatted down and looked at a leaf of grass.

There had been a battle here, and a lot of blood had been spilled from the monster. The grass here was stained with the monster's blood... This was also the reason why Qinghuan's soul could sense something unusual.

Although it was extremely weak, Qinghuan could still sense a strange fluctuation from the grass, which was more like the soul and also contained a tiny amount of fighting spirit.

Although the aura of that demon beast was only at the first level, its soul power was very special. Its soul and fighting spirit were integrated into its blood, causing the grass stained with the demon beast's blood to also contain its aura.

It was too faint. If Qinghuan hadn't had a strong soul, he wouldn't have been able to sense it at all.

A blade of grass is very weak, but... Qinghuan glanced at the grassland in front of him, thinking in his heart.

The woman put away the skeleton and looked at Qinghuan with questioning eyes.

Qing Huan sneered and said, "I am an alchemist... In the eyes of an alchemist, life and death are not important!"

After that, start... mowing the lawn!
He collected every blade of grass carefully, trying not to break even the roots.

Although the woman didn't understand, she watched for a while and then squatted down to help.

"There is a kind of grass called Bloodshed. It is not rare in itself, and it is not even a strange grass. Wherever there is blood, you can always see its traces."

While collecting, Qing Huan said: "The blood leeches have no medicinal value, but they have a peculiar property. They can store the absorbed blood until they wither, and the newly grown blood leeches will absorb and store the blood again.

Of course, these grasses are not full of blood, and cannot store blood, but the weakness of the grass determines that they will not let go of any nutrients that can allow them to grow!
Xueying stores blood, but these grasses absorb the blood of the monster and turn it into nutrients for themselves... If someone else comes, even a ninth-grade alchemist will be helpless.

But I am an alchemist, even if they are swallowed by the grass, I can make them spit it out!"

Qinghuan spoke with her mouth and the woman spoke with her eyes. As they collected information and chatted at the same time, they not only did not feel bored, but instead found it a different kind of fun.

Qing Huan didn't stop until there was no grass growing nearby. He looked at the piled-up grass, took a deep breath, and then exhaled...

The black chaos fire burned, enveloping the entire haystack, refining it...

The mark between Qinghuan's eyebrows appeared, and she concentrated on sensing the characteristics of the Chaos Fire... It was not easy to find a certain characteristic that had been transformed from the characteristics of the grass itself and then restore it.

The woman just stood there silently guarding.

It took three days for the Chaos Fire to be extinguished, and two drops of bloody blood were suspended in the air.

Fortunately, the time it takes for the Warcraft to bleed after death is not too long, otherwise after the grass withers and grows again, its characteristics will be completely transformed, and even Qinghuan will be helpless.

Carefully separating the two drops of blood, and placing the other drop in front of the woman, Qing Huan said, "Whoever sees it gets a share."

The woman tilted her head slightly, looked at Qinghuan, and did not answer.

Qing Huan was stunned: "Aren't you also worried about that demon beast? This drop of blood not only contains the blood and fighting spirit of the demon beast, but also contains its special soul aura..."

The woman's eyes were like the starry sky shrouded in a veil, clear yet hazy, making people want to find out more.

Qing Huan smiled and said, "Okay, let me figure out how to make the elixir. If there's any left after I make it, I'll give you some."

The woman nodded slightly, her eyes filled with happiness.

Qing Huan said: "There is no time to lose. While the soul is still there, find a place and I will think about it carefully."

(End of this chapter)