If he were in Kang Prefecture, he wouldn't have minded offending an island lord like this. He had an entire sect backing him, after all. But here, in Zhao Prefecture, within the Chaotic Archipelago, he was alone and had no one to rely on. It was best to keep a low profile. He continued wandering for half a day, but the only place selling any Golden Core Demon Beast flesh demanded an exorbitant price—and the amount on offer wouldn't even be enough to get the Critical Hit Ghost Guard through the cracks in its teeth.
After thinking it over, Lei Dong realized that if he wanted Golden Core Demon Beast flesh, he had no choice but to go out to sea himself. He considered whether to hunt alone or join a group. He wasn't familiar with these waters, and on his own, he probably couldn't take down a Golden Core Demon Beast—especially since these beasts lived in the sea. After weighing the options, joining a group seemed more sensible. As for those who robbed and murdered their way to wealth, as long as they weren't Golden Core cultivators, Lei Dong didn't consider them a threat.
Even if the other party was a Golden Core powerhouse, Lei Dong was confident that he could still escape if he couldn't win. That was one of the main reasons he dared to go out to sea: the Asura Wings. Knowing he had this fallback gave him plenty of confidence. He had spent a great deal of resources crafting this rare treasure specifically to guard against Golden Core cultivators.
He straightened his black robe and stirred up more Netherworld Ghost Qi to blur his appearance. After turning a few corners, Lei Dong reached a plaza in the center of the town. Hundreds of Foundation Establishment