Li Su looked at the woman before him in bafflement, his eyes filled with doubt.
He simply could not understand her actions.
An exchange?
Indeed, compared to the enormous corpse of a Golden Core demon beast, a single immortal herb was worth considerably more.
But that did not mean it was cheap. In fact, it was expensive—extremely expensive.
Just as she had said, relying purely on flesh and blood for nourishment to strengthen his body was already terribly inefficient.
In contrast, if he ate the herb before him, he should be able to break through six hundred and fifty-five thousand jin, reaching six hundred and sixty thousand, perhaps even six hundred and seventy thousand.
This herb was inherently suited for body-refining cultivators, a rare and potent tonic for the fleshly body.
That was precisely why Li Su could not understand.
Why was she doing this? He had held back the Golden Core demon beast and created an opening for the three women to strike, but Li Su did not think the demon beast's flesh should therefore belong to him.
In truth, even without him, they could have done the same. At most, it would have taken them a little longer.
Under such circumstances, giving him some flesh was already a gesture of goodwill. Trading flesh for an immortal herb was truly something he could not make heads or tails of.
Taking a deep breath, though the immortal herb was immensely tempting to him—and if he could consume it after it matured, he would undoubtedly take another step toward perfecting his limit-breaking—Li Su still suppressed the thought in his heart. Shaking his head, he said, "Though I did hold that demon beast back, I don't believe I did enough to deserve the immortal herb in your hand."
To his surprise, Di