At that moment, inside He Ling's Portable Secret Realm, several people sat around the dining table, still unable to recover from the images of Su Fan beating the eighth-grade Demonic Beast Black Scaled Python to death with his bare fists.
"I freaking... That guy is way too fierce..."
"If I'd known body cultivators were this formidable, I would've specialized in body cultivation back then..."
"I'm completely convinced this time. He killed an eighth-grade Demonic Beast so effortlessly..."
After a brief silence, everyone at the table began marveling, with some even breaking into curses.
No matter how widely the news about Su Fan spread outside, it couldn't compare to the shock of witnessing it in person.
"Junior Sister He Ling, I wonder if you could sell me the footage of him beating that eighth-grade Demonic Beast to death just now..."
"Y-yes, yes, I need that footage too..."
"Exactly, Junior Sister He Ling. It shouldn't matter even if this footage gets circulated..."
The others perked up when they heard this. Such shocking footage would be worth it even if they took it home and watched it as an action movie.
Hearing the Illusory Demonic Sect disciples at the table, He Ling also felt that selling them the footage wouldn't be a problem.
But she still had to ask that senior for permission, so she didn't dare agree right away.
"We'll talk about it later. I'll edit the footage first, then we'll discuss it..."
At that moment, Su Fan had already ridden Ghost Crow far away.
The main reason he had saved those people just now was that the eighth-grade Black Scaled Python posed no threat to him at all.
Its signature ability was its powerful poison-based divine ability, but Su Fan was already almost immune to poison-based divine abilities.
Besides, he had