"This Chen Shan not only possesses three Deathless Flesh Ganodermas, but also a long-lost supreme body-refining art like the Heavenly Furnace Body-Forging Art... If I kill him, all of it will be mine..."
Extreme Yang Ancestor gazed at the black furnace ahead, his thoughts churning like storm-tossed waves.
Having cultivated to the Spirit Transformation Realm, Extreme Yang Ancestor naturally understood all the dangers and treachery of the cultivation world. He knew perfectly well that some opportunities had to be fought for—and seized through risk!
The greater the risk, the greater the opportunity!
Once he killed Chen Shan, every opportunity Chen Shan possessed would belong to him.
"I wonder what kind of Beast this little silver wolf is. I've never seen anything like it..."
As greed rose within Extreme Yang Ancestor, his gaze began to flicker. He swept his eyes over the little silver wolf beside the black furnace, continuously speculating about its strength.
By rights, a Beast at the peak of level ten could fight a human cultivator at the first level of the Spirit Transformation Realm.
But in most cases, it could only manage a draw.
Victory was exceedingly difficult.
"I can use fifth-tier low-grade talisman paper to hold off this little wolf, then launch a fatal strike at Chen Shan..."
Extreme Yang Ancestor thought to himself.
Though he felt the odds of success were high, he still did not act rashly.
Chen Shan might be cultivating, but he had not yet reached the most critical stage.
Extreme Yang Ancestor also feared trying to steal a chicken only to lose the rice used to bait it.
If he failed to kill Chen Shan, Chen Shan would surely kill him at the first opportunity.
"This small piece of Deathless Flesh Ganoderma is still too weak for my current body..."
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