Facing Fang Yu, who had killed a Nascent Soul cultivator with a single slap despite being only at late Core Formation, Han Li felt chills run down his spine. Every hair on his body stood on end.
The thought of relying on Fang Yu to escape just now had practically been no different from courting death. If Fang Yu had been even slightly narrow-minded, Han Li's fate would likely have been no better than that of the Anti-Star Alliance Nascent Soul cultivator.
"What's wrong? Scared?"
After drawing the Anti-Star Alliance Nascent Soul cultivator's storage pouch into his hand, Fang Yu glanced at the pale-faced Han Li and asked with a faintly amused smile.
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for saving my life. This is a grade-six demon core. Please accept it as a token of my gratitude, Senior Brother. I hope you won't find it beneath you."
Han Li's heart tightened at the words. He hurriedly slapped his storage pouch, took out a grade-six demon core, and offered it to Fang Yu.
It was not as though he did not have grade-seven demon cores, but they were simply too precious. Moreover, with the ancient treasure beneath his feet, Fang Yu might be tempted by greed. Fang Yu might not think much of a grade-five demon core, so a grade-six demon core was undoubtedly the best choice.
As for other treasures, he did have plenty on him, but none were as practical as a grade-six demon core. It could be used in alchemy, medicine, or for other purposes.
"A grade-six demon core. Not bad."
Fang Yu did not stand on ceremony. He directly accepted the jade box containing the grade-six demon core, blew away the talisman attached to it, opened it for a look, then nodded with a satisfied smile.
"It is