"Toying with us? Over a mere grade-six demon core?" Han Li raised an eyebrow, his expression tinged with a faint smirk.
"Hmph, if it were an ordinary grade-six demon core, none of us would bother, but the core of a Thunder Whale Beast is an exception. Moreover, the moment you arrived, you stirred suspicion regarding Brother Fan's demon core—it's worth considering your intentions." The cultivator with the surname Sun, an elder with a cold and severe demeanor who had kept silent till now, spoke up frostily.
"The Thunder Whale Beast you killed—did it endure a prolonged battle? If so, that demon beast must have drained the majority of its demonic energy stored within its core over that long period. After its death, the demon core loses its ability to replenish that energy, rendering its quality subpar. It seems the two of you have killed few high-grade beasts, or you wouldn't be oblivious to such pitfalls." Han Li chuckled dryly, his tone indifferent.
