Eight Treasures Pavilion.
Gu Zheng Shun arrived as promised and met Wang Yu in a private room here. The second-tier Ice Attribute python-type demon beast core he wanted was already in place, along with three thousand spirit stones.
Gu Zheng Shun smiled brightly and said, "This is an Ice Python Demon Core I asked my master to exchange from the sect's second-tier treasury. Check it."
Wang Yu took the blue, glowing demon core, which exuded an icy aura. Within it was the illusory shadow of a little snake—the remnant wisp of the demon core owner's essence, proof of its origin. It could not be faked.
The Cold Dragon Pill was only a first-tier pill, yet it required second-tier materials, which showed how special it was. If he could successfully condense the [Cold Flame Fire Seed] in his Dantian Qi Sea, this method would be enough to accompany his growth all the way to the Core Formation Stage!
It was a rare growth-type spell. However, he felt this art could be classified under [Treasure Art] instead; it gave him the feeling of borrowing a demon beast's technique.
Wang Yu set it down in satisfaction. The two main ingredients, the Ice Python Demon Core and Yin Marrow Liquid, were both complete. The rest were all first-tier spiritual herbs, and all were very common.
"There's no problem with the goods. This is that Foundation Establishment corpse. After its soul scattered and flew apart, it's very suitable to be refined into an armored corpse. At worst, it will still be an Iron Armored Corpse."
When Gu Zheng Shun heard this, he did not despise the corpse's ugly appearance at all. Instead, he stroked it as if he could not bear to put it down. His perverse behavior made a chill of disgust rise in