As Han Qiwu approached, he saw two wingless and bare ice birds crawling on the ground, straining to move toward his direction.
Han Qiwu's heart lifted with joy—seems like his aiming skills were top-notch, perfectly blasting their wings off.
"A bird without wings is worse than a chicken! At least chickens can scratch the ground like pros!"
Wielding his ice bat, Han Qiwu smashed the ice birds into small bursts of white light with measured strikes.
"Whew, this cold is killing me." Han Qiwu pulled out a bag of steaming hot glutinous rice balls and stuffed his face with them voraciously.
The biggest downside of fighting ice birds was how freezing cold it got.
Time to check the loot.
If the loot was disappointing, next time he'd simply let Little Electric lure them away instead.
Walking to where the ice birds disappeared, Han Qiwu bent down to pick up the drops.
[Ice Bird Feather]
[Ice Bird Statue Fragment II]
[Snow Fruit Remnants]
