The scene of flying beasts killing each other was as bloodcurdling as the mortal vendettas among cultivators, shaking one's heart to the core.

"A single Bloodworm Grass only bears ten fruits, there's no way all these flying beasts will get a share, competing for it is inevitable," Little Qing said.

"Little Qing, have you ever heard the saying, 'when the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind'?" Seeing that the number of Fire Luans and Dragon Head Eagles was gradually decreasing as they continuously battled each other, Wang Xiaoqiang spoke thoughtfully to Little Qing.

"Master, do you want to be that oriole!?" Little Qing turned her beautiful eyes, staring at Wang Xiaoqiang with some shock.

"Exactly, if the Fire Luans and Dragon Head Eagles fight until only a few of them are left, then I will compete with them for the Bloodworm Grass!" Wang Xiaoqiang declared with an air of boldness.

Little Qing's beautiful eyes suddenly widened, staring blankly at Wang Xiaoqiang, feeling once again that not only was her master's cultivation base profound and unfathomable, but his courage was also astonishing. She felt she had not followed the wrong person.

As time passed, the desperate battle between the Fire Luans and Dragon Head Eagles reached its most tragic moment.

And this war among spirit beasts also developed according to Wang Xiaoqiang's wishes, with the numbers of Fire Luans and Dragon Head Eagles dwindling as they continued to kill each other.

Now there were only eleven of the flying beasts left in total.

Three Fire Luans, eight Dragon Head Eagles.

Men die for wealth; birds die for food.

Using this saying to describe this battle for resources couldn't be more apt.

These two species of flying beasts, in their fight over the Bloodworm Grass, were willing to battle to the death.

The three Fire Luans were clearly no match for the eight Dragon Head Eagles,

Soon, the three Fire Luans were surrounded by the eight Dragon Head Eagles, and under a fierce assault, they perished one after another.

However, in the process of killing the three Fire Luans, one of the Dragon Head Eagles was fatally wounded and plummeted into the abyss.

This battle ended with only seven Dragon Head Eagles left.

What Wang Xiaoqiang did not expect was that these remaining seven Dragon Head Eagles, driven by greed and not satisfied with their lot, turned on each other and started slaughtering their own kind.

This not only surprised Wang Xiaoqiang but also thrilled him.

Seven Dragon Head Eagles were impossible for him to deal with on his own.

Now, as the seven Dragon Head Eagles fought among themselves, deaths and injuries were inevitable, perfectly fulfilling his wishes.

"Aow!" Alongside a piercing shriek of agony, a Dragon Head Eagle was set ablaze by the fire spewed by one of its own kind. Its body trembled and twisted in the fire, falling off the cliff in pain.

Soon after, another Dragon Head Eagle was bitten at the neck by the sharp beak of its kind, blood spraying as it dropped into the abyss.

After a round of mutual slaughter, only two Dragon Head Eagles were left,

These two Dragon Head Eagles didn't fight against one another any longer, but instead cried out, necks entwined, seemingly joyful.

"These two Dragon Head Eagles, one male and one female, must be a mating pair," Little Qing deduced.

As the two Dragon Head Eagles cheerfully called, picking at the cliff-side Bloodworm Grass, Wang Xiaoqiang's eyes narrowed, and decisively, he took out the Sun-Shooting Bow and quickly shot two arrows.

Whiz! Whiz!

The sound of slicing through the air followed, as two Gang Qi Arrows sped toward the one male and one female Dragon Head Eagle.

Bang!

Just as the male Dragon Head Eagle was about to bite into the Bloodworm Grass, the Gang Qi Arrow pierced its body.

Aow!

It emitted a pitiful howl. Turning its head, its eyes filled with rage and wild light roaming as it searched for the assailant.

The female Dragon Head Eagle, hearing its partner's scream, immediately dodged, avoiding the arrow.

"Little Qing, you go pick the Bloodworm Grass, I'll handle those two Dragon Head Eagles!" Wang Xiaoqiang instructed, then flew towards the two Dragon Head Eagles.

The two Dragon Head Eagles quickly spotted Wang Xiaoqiang, and seeing he was merely a Third Turn cultivator in the Immortal Realm, they showed not a hint of fear. As he rushed at them, they instantly turned, roaring furiously and lunging at Wang Xiaoqiang as if determined not to rest until they tore him to shreds.

In their eyes, a Third Transformation of the Immortal Realm cultivator challenging them was akin to courting death!

Just as the two Dragon Head Eagles swooped in, Little Qiang's will stirred, and the Patterned Beast flew out, spewing a stream of flame at the two Dragon Head Eagles.

Whoosh!

The tangible flames rushed towards the two Dragon Head Eagles, who, unable to dodge in time, both opened their bloody maws to spew out twp streams of flame in response.

With a boom, the three streams of flame collided in midair and neutralized each other.

The two Dragon Head Eagles were momentarily held back, and Wang Xiaoqiang seized the chance to leap onto the back of the Patterned Beast. Drawing his bow again, he fired an arrow at the male Dragon Head Eagle.

Swoosh!

The sound of splitting air echoed as the Gang Qi Arrow headed straight for the head of the male Dragon Head Eagle.

Although the male Dragon Head Eagle had been caught off guard by Wang Xiaoqiang's surprise arrow and injured, it had managed to stand out from a fierce battle, so its strength was naturally extraordinary. Seeing the arrow coming, it did not dodge but caught the Gang Qi Arrow between its teeth, then flicked its head to toss it away.

"Roar!" It let out an angry roar and, despite the arrow wound, charged at Wang Xiaoqiang together with its mate.

Wang Xiaoqiang stowed the Sun-Shooting Bow and with a thought, absorbed 1,400,000 Spiritual Springs into his body. His Spiritual Power surged tremendously, and in an instant, he transformed from a Cultivator at the Third Transformation of the Immortal Realm into a powerful being at the Seventh Stage of the True Immortal Realm.

The two Dragon Head Eagles, seeing their opponent's cultivation base skyrocket, showed signs of panic, but still bravely rushed forward without hesitation.

Wang Xiaoqiang smiled with amusement and struck out with both palms at the two flying Dragon Head Eagles.

Crack! Crack!

Two claps of thunder exploded, and electric arcs a foot long shot from his palms toward the two Dragon Head Eagles.

Ao! Ao!

The two Dragon Head Eagles screamed in pain, half of their bodies numbed by the lightning.

No wonder, for Wang Xiaoqiang's Thunderclap Annihilation Palm was intimately connected with the Body Refining Realm; with each elevation in level of the Body Refining Realm, the might of the Thunderclap Annihilation Palm would ascend by one layer accordingly.

Now, Wang Xiaoqiang was at the Fourth Layer of the Blood Condensation Realm; naturally, his Thunderclap Annihilation Palm was many times more powerful than before.

The two Dragon Head Eagles were struck by his palms, their bodies going numb, their massive wings seemingly malfunctioning. Although they still beat their wings rapidly, they had no effect, and they couldn't stabilize their massive bodies.

Wang Xiaoqiang took the opportunity to take out his Sun-Shooting Bow, nocking two arrows in one go. Swoosh, swoosh, the arrows pierced the eyes of the male Dragon Head Eagle, bringing forth gushes of fresh blood.

"Ao!" The male Dragon Head Eagle cried out in pain, losing its direction without its eyes, flapping its wings chaotically, emitting a sound that was both pitiful and furious.

After blinding the male Dragon Head Eagle, without hesitation, Wang Xiaoqiang drew his Sun-Shooting Bow once more, again shooting two arrows at once, this time at the eyes of the female Dragon Head Eagle.

Swoosh, swoosh went the two Gang Qi Arrows, but ultimately, only one hit its mark.

The female Dragon Head Eagle's right eye was blinded, and it let out a piercing wail of anguish.

Then, instead of fleeing, it counterattacked, charging at Wang Xiaoqiang, prepared to go down together in mutual destruction.

Seeing this, the Patterned Beast opened its mouth to breathe out a stream of flame. The tangible flames held back the incoming female Dragon Head Eagle, which, in a whoosh, caught fire all over its body and descended, screaming, down the cliff.

With a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang sent the Patterned Beast charging towards the now-blind male Dragon Head Eagle,

The male Dragon Head Eagle, blinded, screeched in dismay, flailing about like a headless chicken.

With a thunderous crash, the Patterned Beast collided directly with it, smashing the male Dragon Head Eagle against the cliffside.

The male Dragon Head Eagle was struck silent, killed on the spot by the impact.

After dealing with the two Dragon Head Eagles, with a thought, Wang Xiaoqiang retracted the Patterned Beast, then flew to the narrow path on the cliffside.

By this time, Little Qing had already harvested the Bloodworm Grass.

Regrettably, in the scuffle between the Fire Luan and the Dragon Head Eagles, of the ten fruits on the Bloodworm Grass, only five remained,

Five fruits, two of which were damaged, leaving only three intact.

"Master, only three are good," Little Qing said regretfully as she handed the harvested Bloodworm Grass to Wang Xiaoqiang. (To be continued. If you like this work, you're welcome to vote and give monthly tickets on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to continue reading.)

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