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Chapter 67 - 67 67 Dancing Gracefully in the Amber

?Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Dancing Gracefully in the Amber Chapter 67: Chapter 67: Dancing Gracefully in the Amber They didn’t linger long on the snowfield, just making a turn through the snow forest. When they spotted from afar what seemed to be the trace of a Snow Ghost, Russell and his group leapt back into the Great Mouth Atrium.

Thus ended the brief glimpse of the snowfield.

“There isn’t much to see on the snowfield; it’s just monotonous white sprinkled with a bit of dull green. That’s all there is,” Charles returned to Grotto Village and started to ramble on and on, “Sir, please don’t be so rash next time. If we were surrounded by Snow Ghosts, that would be no joke.”

“No need to be nervous, Mr. Charles. Didn’t we safely make a round trip?”

“But it’s not right. Without Eric, it’s difficult to ensure your safety, Sir. If we encounter a big Snow Ghost, Kevin alone won’t be enough. Kevin is still growing; as a fantasy beast, its strength is still increasing.”

“Although that is the case,” Russell interrupted with a smile, “we can’t always stay in warm places. We must face battles with Snow Ghosts.”

Actually, Russell was already a bit impatient.

The Little Dream Dragon in the Gloomy Dreamland was hungry and hoped to eat more Ice Pellet Pearls. Otherwise, it would be difficult for it to grow.

If it had been before, his strength would not have been enough to hunt Snow Ghosts, and he could only stay at Wuyao Snake Manor reflecting in silence to enhance himself.

But the sudden emergence of Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound had created the Phantom Beast Knight Eric.

This undoubtedly gave Russell enough capital to start hunting Snow Ghosts now, and collecting Ice Pellet Pearls would make money much faster than farming.

After all.

An Ice Pellet Pearl was equal to a Gold Coin, and a high-quality Ice Pellet Pearl could even sell for more than a dozen Gold Coins.

The one leading the way, Katie, suddenly turned back and said, “Sir, can I join you in the hunt for Snow Ghosts?”

“You?” Russell shook his head, “Katie, knights are born to hunt Snow Ghosts. As a ranger, it’s enough for you to help me secure the manor’s lands.”

The battle qi of rangers was too weak, following a route of lightness and agility, which was of no use against Snow Ghosts.

Snow Ghosts were all tough “burly men,” and only knights, who also fell into the “burly man” category, could wrestle with Snow Ghosts.

With a somber look in her eyes, Katie sighed so faintly it was imperceptible and said, “Is a ranger only able to showcase their talents in the Grotto Village?”

Charles immediately stepped forward, concernedly asking, “Katie, what is it that prompts you to want to fight on the snowfield? Isn’t it nice to stay in the manor? Each person has different responsibilities; hunting Snow Ghosts isn’t the only path.”

“It’s nothing. I just want to hunt Snow Ghosts,” Katie replied with a forced smile.

Russell’s gaze shifted slightly as if he partly understood Katie’s thoughts. She might feel that since she had plotted against Lone Wolf Lisbon, her hands were stained with the blood of her own people, thus she wanted to hunt Snow Ghosts to cleanse the blood from her hands.

But indeed, rangers were not suited for combat on the snowfields.

So, Russell didn’t say much more. Perhaps after living under the sun for a while, Katie would naturally resolve her inner conflicts.

When leaving the Echo Water River Cavern, Russell only took Kevin the Gold and Silver Wolfhound with him.

Eric, Katie, Charles, and others stayed behind in the Grotto Village to integrate all the Freemen, with the four Knight Attendants also remaining to assist on the sidelines.

“Grotto Village will be temporarily changed to Grotto Village for now. Among the Freemen who wish to return to life under the sun, they will be spread out among various villages in the manor. Those who don’t want to leave Grotto Village will be organized as serfs for Grotto Village,” Russell left behind his guidance.

The future of the Echo Water River Cavern will have two organizational structures.

One is the agricultural structure of Grotto Village, and the other is the border defense structure of the Grotto Patrol Team to ensure the safety of the southern boundary of Wuyao Snake Manor.

“Ahh, the air outside is great, so fresh and natural,” Stretching under the sun, Russell said, “The air in the cavern is too polluted, and it’s too cold. Even though I have Battle Qi to protect me, it’s still uncomfortable.”

“Woof woof.” Kevin chimed in with an agreeing bark.

“Come on, I’ll take you for a tour around Curved Blade Mountain,” Russell, along with Kevin, quickly headed to the valley where they lay in ambush the night before.

To prevent exposing his secrets, he had to wait until now to start digging out what he suspected were gems embedded in the rock wall.

“Kevin, keep watch for me.”

“Woof!”

Kevin immediately jumped onto a nearby rock, vigilantly scanning the surroundings.

Russell pulled out the chisel he carried with him, found the previously identified spot on the rock wall, and quickly began chiseling. In no time at all, he had made a large hole in the rock wall.

He continued to chisel away.

Finally.

What appeared to be a gemstone was exposed, first revealing a touch of golden color. As Russell kept chiseling, the whole gemstone was unveiled, and it turned out to be a transparent, golden stone.

It was about the size of an adult’s fist, shaped in a slightly irregular oval.

A faint aura of magic power flowed around this stone. Russell picked it up and, facing the setting sun, could clearly see a butterfly with spread wings encased inside the transparent, golden stone.

“Is this amber?” Russell exclaimed in surprise.

But then he recalled something from his past life, and his breathing became rapid, “No, no, no, this isn’t just ordinary amber; this is an Amber Worm! Extremely rare, even rarer than a Bipedal Flying Dragon – an Amber Worm!”

The magical creatures of Dragon Sleep Continent weren’t just Great Dragons, Bipedal Flying Dragons, Elves, and Mushroom Bugs.

There were also other strange magical creatures.

For example, the large river clam that Russell had previously fished out of the Glowing River, which bore magical pearls, was itself a magical creature.

And now, this piece of amber in his hand was also a magical creature.

“It has a flow of magic power, and last night, the Little Dream Dragon and I saw it glow. This is indeed an Amber Worm!” Legend had it that Amber Worms were tiny plants and animals from ancient times, encased in amber and buried deep underground, nourished by the power of the earth.

Over time, the tiny plants and animals inside the amber underwent a wondrous transformation and became a magical creature.

However, because Amber Worms were so rare, their magical properties were not well understood.

At least his past life knew nothing about the uses of an Amber Worm.

“Regardless, now that the Amber Worm is in my hands, I will soon find out what it can do… Oh right, first the Contraction Ritual, and then waking up the Amber Worm!” After closely examining the amber in his hand, Russell used his fingernail to make a cut on his finger.

He squeezed out two drops of blood and let them fall onto the amber stone.

Like with Spirit Insects and Mushroom Bugs, the Contraction Ritual for the Amber Worm also used blood as a medium and Battle Qi or similar magic power as the driving force.

This sort of ritual happened spontaneously, without the need for deliberate guidance.

The next moment.

The blood drops seemed to seep in and were completely absorbed by the amber.

In an instant, Russell felt a faint breath added to his thoughts. Simultaneously, the butterfly inside the amber stone, appearing as if it were dancing gracefully, slowly fluttered its wings which had not moved for millions of years.

Crack!

With the fluttering of the butterfly’s wings, the entire amber stone rapidly shattered into powder, slipping through Russell’s palm.

All that remained was the butterfly, encased in amber for countless years, now fluttering in earnest.

It differed greatly from ordinary butterflies. Its four wings were not broad but rather slender, resembling four wide swords. As it fluttered its wings, it was as if four wide swords were being brandished at the same time. The butterfly’s silver-grey color made it seem even more like four swords.

It was silent, as the butterfly danced without any sound.

But from within his soul, Russell could already feel the Amber Worm, in the form of a butterfly, exuding a sense of freedom and joy.

At that moment, the gracefully dancing butterfly suddenly rushed towards Russell’s palm and, like a beam of light, astonishingly entered the center of it.

Russell looked at his hand.

The “M” shaped mark from the Little Dream Dragon spontaneously started to flicker, and beside it appeared a tiny butterfly the size of a sesame seed, dancing around the “M” shaped mark.