A Guilty Conscience?

Beast Valley.

Half a month had passed since the Toad King was destroyed.

Today was the day Yue Yang and the Death Mantis girl planned to leave the valley. Over the past half month, Yue Yang and the Death Mantis had traversed nearly every corner of the latter half of Beast Valley. They had even gone to greet the Two-Headed Black Dragon guarding the Wisdom Fruit tree.

Yue Yang did not actually care much for things like Wisdom Fruit.

Every year, quite a few Wisdom Fruits ripened in the Heaven-Piercing Tower. Not only major powers such as the Golden Elves, Eastern Demon Race, Sea Race, Devil Race, and Nether Race produced them—even some small regions had them. If Yue Yang offered Martial Spirit Pills in exchange, the kings of those races could certainly scrape together a hundred or so Wisdom Fruits. Wisdom Fruits were only especially precious in Beast Valley. The Death Mantis was now already a Holy Beast, and after the dual enlightenment of the Sacred Wisdom Fruit and Divine Radiance, her intelligence had long since risen infinitely close to that of a Divine Beast. Only her strength still lagged far behind a Divine Beast's. For now, she was a quasi-Divine Beast—beyond a Holy Beast, yet not quite a Divine Beast...

One or two Wisdom Fruits were practically no different from none at all for the Death Mantis girl now; their effect was minuscule.

Therefore, Yue Yang had no designs on the Wisdom Fruits guarded by the Two-Headed Black Dragon.

Instead, he made a deal with the Two-Headed Black Dragon using Martial Spirit Pills.

He traded for its dragon fangs, which it shed only once every thousand years.

"Free dragon scales are one thing, but dragon horns too?" The Two-Headed Black Dragon was deeply frustrated. It truly wanted to