"Centipede really knew how to hide, burrowing so deep underground."
Li Qing frowned as he looked at the holes scattered across the ground, already quietly giving up on hunting that centipede.
His spiritual sense had extended downward through those holes just now, but to his surprise, the insides were connected in all directions. All manner of complex, rugged tunnels intertwined, stretching deep, deep underground as though they had no end.
One could imagine how disadvantageous it would be to venture into such a cramped place and fight that centipede mutant insect.
"Master, are we still going to wait for that centipede to come out?" Lin Jing propped her chin up with both hands, feeling utterly bored.
Li Qing's frown gradually relaxed, and then he shook his head.
"Forget it. We've already hunted a One-Eyed Giant Deer and a Yin Python. That is barely enough."
"Let's look for that Chattering Worm. If we find nothing, then we'll leave it at that."
There was no point in waiting here. He already had two Third-tier Red Crystals in hand—one to give Wang Chan as an explanation, and one to save for Rice Bucket to consume later. That was enough.
As for a third Red Crystal, it would naturally be best if he could obtain one. But if fate did not permit it, there was no need to force the matter.
Most importantly, after several consecutive battles, he had expended quite a bit of mana.
Although he had entered the Core Formation stage, that did not mean his mana was inexhaustible. After all, the longer he remained here, the more he would be affected by the Age of Dharma's End.
Moreover, he still had other matters to attend to. There was no need to exhaust all his mana merely to obtain Third-tier Red Crystals.