Brine curdled tofu; one thing subdued another. Against Demon Race members in beast form, Little Fur Ball was unstoppable.
That Demon Core had not the slightest strength to resist and was drawn right in front of it.
Light and luster pulsed over it, making it look rather enticing.
A drooling look appeared on Little Fur Ball's face. With a wave of its paw, a crystal-clear demon soul was pulled out from within.
"Meow."
It opened its mouth, revealing two tiny tiger fangs, then swallowed the demon soul in one bite.
The sound of gulping reached the ear. The Little Fellow did not chew slowly or savor it; every time it dealt with demon souls, it wolfed them down, looking just like a greedy little pig!
Afterward, Little Fur Ball smacked its lips and patted its belly with its paw. Clearly, it was full.
"Not bad, not bad."
Lin Xuan rubbed his forehead with one hand, his expression satisfied to the extreme. As for the Little Fellow that had eaten its fill, its ears drooped, and it wore a sleepy, drowsy look.
Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan shook his head. This Little Fellow was even better than he was at pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger. If one had not seen it with their own eyes, who would believe that with a casual lift of its hand and foot, it had once again slain an old monster of the Dongxuan Realm?
It was truly too formidable. The key was that the Little Fellow's harmless-to-man-and-beast expression was far too deceptive.
He just did not know whether, against an even higher-level Demon Race member, its flawed domain would still have any effect.
Shaking his head, a trace of self-mockery appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth. It was still