Cao Xing pushed the door open and stepped out.
A female corpse suddenly appeared before him. Cao Xing froze for a moment. "Another female corpse?"
After all, during the Light Church's previous sacrifice, nearly every living creature in the city had been sacrificed.
Those whose bodies had remained were generally no ordinary beings.
Cao Xing walked over and took a look.
He discovered that the woman was exceptionally beautiful.
Her smooth silver hair cascaded like a waterfall, scattered messily across the floor.
Beneath her delicate features was an air of serenity and peace.
What drew the most attention were her pointed ears, drooping all the way to the ground.
Cao Xing swept his gaze over her.
Elven Race: Neileida's Corpse... (A pure-blood elf's corpse. For certain reasons, she was captured by slave traders and eventually ended up at the Dream Tavern.)
"Damn, it's actually an elf's corpse!"
Cao Xing was instantly shocked.
No wonder the prices outside were so high. The Dream Tavern could even capture creatures like this—it truly had some serious power.
This time, the system's note included the word "corpse."
That meant this elf was truly dead.
Come to think of it, this was the first time Cao Xing had seen a pure-blood member of the Elven Race in this world.
And the first one he saw was a corpse.
Cao Xing also noticed the system's later note.
"So this female elf was captured by those slave traders."
"Those idiots among the players said that Taverns in major cities might have female elves serving customers. So it was true?"
Cao Xing could not help but sigh at the slave traders' audacity.
After all, elves were a sacred and powerful race.
If their reproductive ability had not been so low, the most populous race in this