At the bottom of the Qiang River.
As the red mist slowly dispersed.
All that remained of the enormous creature, dozens of feet long, was a huge, hideous flood dragon head.
Jiang Yuechu exhaled a turbid breath and opened her palm.
A fist-sized pearl lay quietly there.
Perfectly round and lustrous, it was deathly white all over, with what looked like rippling water swirling inside it, giving off a dim, cold glow.
She had gotten a good look earlier. This was what the beast had relied on to lord over the riverbed, even manipulating the surrounding waters to repel intruders.
Clearly, it was a treasure.
So she had deliberately removed it from the demon's body before devouring it.
If she ultimately discovered it had no other use, she could always devour it later.
She might as well take it back and study it first.
After a moment's thought, she slipped it into her robes, tucking it securely against her body.
At the same time.
The flesh-and-blood essence of an entire White Flood Dragon was finally fully digested within her.
Boom—!
The golden core in her abdomen thrummed violently, spinning like mad.
Within her meridians, blood and vital energy surged like a mighty river, giving off muffled peals of thunder.
Jiang Yuechu felt her whole body lighten. Her already formidable aura surged yet again.
Core formation, late realm.
Just as she had expected.
A great demon like this had not made her come all this way for nothing.
But...
Her brow suddenly furrowed, and she glanced into empty space in puzzlement.
By all rights, the creature had possessed an extraordinary bloodline and clearly had a divine ability. The Hundred Demons Register should have shown some sort of reaction.
"Could it be because I killed a White Flood Dragon before? They're the