In less than half a day, Wei Fan had swept clean every demon and monster within a thousand li of Yunjin City.
In truth, after he slew the twelve Golden Qilin Crocodile Demon Kings, most of the nearby demons had already fled. Only the Dragon Turtle Demon King, considering himself the foremost Demon King of Beiding Continent and believing Wei Fan would not dare trouble him, had remained behind and been slain by Wei Fan.
On a mountaintop outside Yunjin City, Wei Fan lit a fire, set up a large cauldron, and began adding all manner of Spirit Medicine and seasonings.
Feng Hua stared in astonishment. "You're really going to stew the Dragon Turtle Demon King? There's a bounty for it in the Demon Hunter Organization. Taking it back could earn you tens of thousands of Spirit Crystals!"
She had thought Wei Fan was joking before. She had not expected him to mean it.
"It's fine. I can still claim the bounty by bringing back its shell. Besides, so many people saw it. They all know I killed the Dragon Turtle Demon King. The Demon Hunter Organization won't renege on the debt."
Bounties that required one to bring back the corpse were meant to verify that one had truly killed the Demon King listed on the bounty. The Dragon Turtle Demon King's shell was highly distinctive; it could be said that there was only one dragon turtle in all of Beiding Continent. The Demon Hunter Organization had no way to deny it.
Moreover, because he had challenged the Demon Race to battle at Yunjin City, many Martial Kings had rushed over from elsewhere to watch. There were plenty of people who could testify that he had killed the Dragon Turtle Demon King.
Taking out the divine sword of the Black