The Pangolin Beast became instantly excited when it heard the words "Spirit Spring."
Its body trembled slightly, and its eyes glittered with greed and yearning.
The so-called Spirit Spring was formed by the liquefaction of a massive amount of Spiritual Energy, and the conditions required for its formation were extremely harsh.
If a beast could cultivate while soaking in the Spirit Spring, its chances of breaking through would rise dramatically—especially if it was already on the verge of a breakthrough.
"You're not lying to me, are you?"
The Pangolin Beast fixed the other creature with a piercing stare, its eyes filled with solemnity. It clenched its claws tightly; if the other creature uttered even one falsehood, it would attack at once.
The Crocodile Beast replied with a laugh, "Absolutely true."
Confidence shone through its smile, as if assuring the other creature that it was telling the truth this time.
The Pangolin Beast pondered for more than ten seconds. A thoughtful gleam flickered in its eyes before it spoke. "As for the Spirit Spring, you're not the only one who knows about it, are you?"
Suspicion colored its voice as it probed the other creature.
The Crocodile Beast made no attempt to hide anything. "That's right. A few others know about it, too.
"As far as I know, their situation is much like ours. They all want to use the Spirit Spring to break through."
The Pangolin Beast spoke heavily. "Then those lords should know about it too, right?"
The lords it referred to were all beasts with Tier Three strength.
The stronger the beast, the less effective something like the Spirit Spring was.
But that did not stop those powerful existences from claiming it for themselves. Once they had control of such a thing, it would not only benefit them