When Mo Chen heard Gu Dongfeng laughing uproariously, as though he had obtained some precious treasure, he stopped cultivating and rose.
He swept his Divine Sense over and saw Gu Dongfeng cradling a soft ball of flesh in both hands, turning it over and wiping it clean. Even the corners of his eyes brimmed with irrepressible joy.
"A False Core? Is that real? This rat had a False Core too?"
Back in the Returnless Cold Pool, Mo Chen had found False Cores inside the three monstrous fish he had killed, each larger than a carriage. But he found it hard to believe that this Thorn Rat had one too.
Mo Chen approached for a closer look. The ball of flesh was dark all over, with a faint spiritual glow. It felt quite heavy in his hand, but he could see nothing remarkable about it.
"But when I scanned it with my Divine Sense, there was no spiritual power left in this thing. Could it just be a tumor growing inside the Thorn Rat?"
Gu Dongfeng did not answer immediately. First, he wiped the ball of flesh spotless, then took out a jade box and sealed it inside.
"Have you never heard of False Cores, fellow Daoist?"
"I have, but I don't know much about them."
"As demon beasts grow stronger, they form golden cores inside their bodies, just like humans. But some demon beasts grow a Fleshy Pellet as a False Core from the very beginning of their cultivation. As they eat spirit herbs and absorb spiritual energy, they gradually gather true essence and dharma power within it. Over time, this ball of flesh holds abundant true essence, much like a demon core, which greatly helps them form a genuine golden core later."
"That matches the information I found, but