"Mm, it can absorb and repair itself. But you've killed all these Fallen Demons—aren't you going to explore this camp? I remember explaining this knowledge to Pei Chao. You should have heard it too."
It took Cecily quite a while to come back to her senses.
This time, Cecily managed to restrain herself and did not make a huge fuss over the strength Feng Buzhi had displayed.
Still, Feng Buzhi's actions left her puzzled. He had clearly cleared out a monster camp and killed the monster leader, yet he showed no sign of collecting the camp's treasures. Instead, he simply sat down cross-legged where he was.
"This is the monster camp you mentioned?"
Feng Buzhi swept his gaze over the surroundings. Apart from a bonfire and a wooden stake painted with a totem, there were no buildings nearby. The number of monsters had also been pitifully small.
In his mind, a monster camp ought to have at least forty or fifty monsters. Otherwise, it did not feel like much of a camp at all.
Without dwelling on it, Feng Buzhi got up and walked over to the totem-painted wooden stake. Other than faint traces of strange energy clinging to the stake, everything else nearby was perfectly normal.
Looking at the red bee shadow beside him, Feng Buzhi said, "I seem to remember you saying that destroying a camp's marker would let you obtain its treasure. So I just need to destroy this totem?"
"That should be it," Cecily replied. "The markers of Fallen Demon camps are usually totems. Treasures generally appear once they are destroyed."
Feng Buzhi gave a slight nod and punched the totem-painted wooden stake in half.
The bonfire in the Fallen Demon camp rippled faintly, and the ground trembled twice. Then, a strange energy surged out from