Wang Chen could understand Huangfu Yongchun's feelings at this moment.
For this Golden Core cultivator in his two hundreds to charge at the Nascent Soul great realm, who knew how much of a price he had paid? Ever since he had begun plotting to slay the flood dragon, the resources he had invested had definitely amounted to an astonishing figure.
Now that they had successfully slain a fourth-tier flood dragon and breaking Golden Core to form Nascent Soul was within sight, it was only natural for him to lose his composure for a moment.
But Huangfu Yongchun was no hot-blooded youth after all. He quickly suppressed the excitement and exhilaration in his heart, then waved his hand and put away the enormous flood dragon corpse.
"Fellow Daoists, time is limited. Let's quickly clean this place up first, then head to the flood dragon's lair to explore the mine!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Since they had previously entered into a Dao pact together, no one suspected that Huangfu Yongchun would keep the spoils for himself.
The Golden Core cultivators immediately got to work. First, they erased the traces of battle in the valley and retrieved the materials used to set up the formations here. Finally, they threw out Heavenly Secret Talismans one after another as though Spirit Stones were worthless.
The flood dragon clan bore grudges fiercely and was exceptionally united. If other flood dragons discovered that one of their kind had fallen here and began tracking them down, it could very likely bring enormous trouble upon them all.
Though the possibility was slim, a cautious sailor could sail for ten thousand years. Spending a little more effort now to avert future threats was entirely worthwhile.
Since ancient times, cases of people capsizing because they had not been cautious enough had