Just as Liu Changxu was busy putting the Golden Mystic Turtle's corpse into his Storage Bracelet, Duan Yuwei quietly came to his side.
Having witnessed her beloved kill the Golden Mystic Turtle with her own eyes, Duan Yuwei was still caught in a deep whirlpool of shock, unable to pull herself free.
She had truly never imagined that her beloved was so powerful that he could kill a formidable upper-grade eighth-tier Golden Mystic Turtle above his own realm in such a short time.
As she gazed at Liu Changxu, her eyes grew still more admiring and tender, like a pool of softly rippling water, brimming with deep love and respect.
"Xu, you're incredible! You killed that Golden Mystic Turtle so quickly!"
Duan Yuwei's beautiful eyes sparkled, her admiration plain on her face, as she said softly:
"The Golden Mystic Turtle's greatest strength was its fleshly body. By comparison, its divine soul and divine abilities were somewhat weaker, which was why I could kill it so quickly. Unfortunately, its primordial spirit still found a chance to escape."
Liu Changxu wore a calm expression as he spoke in an even tone:
"Xu, do you need any help?"
Watching her beloved methodically carve up the Golden Mystic Turtle's enormous corpse in the sea and draw the pieces into his Storage Bracelet one by one, Duan Yuwei asked softly, her envy evident:
For cultivators in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, the flesh and blood of this upper-grade eighth-tier Golden Mystic Turtle were undoubtedly rare treasures that could only be encountered by chance, not sought at will. Like miraculous spirit pills, they possessed astonishing nourishing properties.
However, eighth-tier sea monsters were extraordinarily powerful, equivalent to Human Race cultivators in the Tribulation Transcendence Realm, and killing one was extremely difficult.
Thus, as Duan Yuwei looked at the