Lin Xuan stood before a small hill. Beside him lay a corpse that had been dead for quite some time. Judging by the clothing, it should have been a Fire Spirit Sect disciple. Yet the wounds on his body were quite strange; he had not died beneath a spell. His chest was a mangled mass of flesh and blood, as though something with sharp fangs and claws had torn into him.
Lin Xuan fell silent for a long while. Demonic beast—a term flashed through his mind. Stream Leap Ravine had always been a notoriously perilous place. Though it produced all manner of spirit medicines and rare herbs, it was also a place where demonic beasts built their nests.
The Fire Spirit Sect disciple still clutched a talisman in his hand, his face frozen in terror. Several vermilion fruits lay scattered beside the corpse. Lin Xuan recognized them: Red Dew Fruit was the most important ingredient in refining Marrow Cleansing Pills. It seemed this man had also come to Stream Leap Ravine to gather herbs, only to die in the jaws of a demonic beast.
Though he was a disciple of an enemy sect, the man's gruesome death still sent a chill through Lin Xuan's heart. He gained an even more vivid sense of the dangers lurking within Stream Leap Ravine.
Bending down, Lin Xuan removed the Storage Bracelet from the man's body. Although this man's cultivation had not been high, there should still be some spirit stones and materials to gain.
Then Lin Xuan took a Spirit Beast Bag from his robes and tossed it into the air. A small beast that looked much like a rabbit darted out from within.
Unlike a rabbit, however, this beast had three eyes. It was a low-grade, first-level demonic beast—the Spirit Herb Beast.