Wang Donglai's heart sank. He stammered, "Senior, apart from changing its skin color, the Chameleon Python doesn't have any particularly powerful abilities. Its inner core is the only valuable thing about it. Almost no one wants to capture one alive..."
Before he could finish, Shi Yue's expression darkened.
Wang Donglai's heart gave a jolt, and he hurriedly explained, "Of course, after asking around extensively, I did find out about a Level Five Chameleon Python."
Shi Yue's expression eased. "Speak. Where is the Level Five Chameleon Python? If we can find one, I'll give you those fifty thousand Spirit Stones as your reward."
"A good friend of mine's master obtained a Level Five Chameleon Python some time ago..."
Before Wang Donglai could finish, Shi Yue interrupted him. "Don't tell me you're going to ask me to buy it from your friend's master. Or are you trying to make me pay through the nose?"
"That's not what I mean, Senior. My friend's master has already made the Level Five Chameleon Python acknowledge him, so he probably won't sell it. However, his master is currently looking for helpers to kill a Level Eight Thunder Clam. If you're willing to help, there may be a chance." Wang Donglai spoke cautiously.
"What's your friend's master's background? Would he be willing to work with a Nascent Soul Cultivator he doesn't know? You weren't sent by another Nascent Soul Cultivator to trick me into hunting a demonic beast and getting involved in some underhanded business, were you?" Shi Yue gave Wang Donglai a meaningful look.
Wang Donglai hurriedly shook his head and defended himself. "I absolutely wasn't sent by anyone. My friend's master is Daoist Lihuo, a Rogue Cultivator at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. His concubine is my friend's younger sister. If you don't trust me,