At this moment, only one thought remained in Mu Yingluo's heart: restore as much of her cultivation and strength as possible.
Before leaving, perhaps she could make another attempt.
If it proved impossible, she would at least have enough strength to leave this place and send the news back.
However, in her view, leaving safely would be far from easy.
At the very least, in her current condition, even though she was injured, her cultivation and strength still surpassed those of all the other imprisoned cultivators present.
Yet even so, the chances remained slim.
Although upheaval had occurred in the City Lord's Mansion, it also meant that powerful experts could arrive at any moment.
That unknown risk was what truly proved fatal.
"What terms of exchange do you have in mind?"
Su Shi'er stopped walking without turning his head.
"Spirit Stones and Medicinal Pills. I need some cultivation resources to heal my injuries and restore my cultivation. In addition, I need a Storage Pouch and a Spirit Beast Bag," Mu Yingluo said quickly.
A Spirit Beast Bag?
Su Shi'er raised a brow, his peripheral vision swiftly sweeping over the three demonic beasts in the cages above. He instantly understood Mu Yingluo's intentions.
The three demonic beasts were not weak. Each possessed cultivation comparable to the early Golden Core stage.
Trapped as they were now, they were undoubtedly at their weakest. So long as he wished it, he believed he could easily tame the three beasts and turn them into his own spirit beasts.
However, his cultivation had already reached Peak Golden Core, and he was not far from Tribulation Crossing Nascent Soul Condensation.
Subduing three early Third-Rank Demonic Beasts would not improve his strength by much, while raising them would instead consume considerable resources.
No matter how he looked at