Chen Shi'an was a little disappointed. He slowly rose to his feet and sighed softly. "The Demon Core's grade was too low, and it contained too little power. The Saintly Dao Stele is recovering rather slowly."
Mo Wuyang added, "With your current strength, you can only hunt third-level demon beasts at most, and even then, you face a certain amount of risk."
At this point, he remembered something. "Didn't Tian Wenguang have a Flame Lizard? With Tian Wenguang dead, his Flame Lizard certainly couldn't have survived. Didn't you take its Demon Core?"
Chen Shi'an shook his head. "After he died, I searched around, but I couldn't find the Flame Lizard.
"I'm afraid only Tian Wenguang knew that demon beast's whereabouts. What a waste of a third-level Demon Core."
Mo Wuyang sighed too. "The blood and vital energy contained in a third-level demon beast far surpass that of a fourth-grade martial artist.
"What a pity to waste a third-level demon beast just like that."
Chen Shi'an drew a deep breath. "It doesn't matter. Once my strength improves a little more, never mind third-level demon beasts-I'll be able to slay fourth-level demon beasts too.
"Let's go. We've spent quite a while here. It's time we went hunting."
A short while later, Chen Shi'an returned to camp carrying several wild rabbits.
"Commander Chen, you're back!"
Seeing Chen Shi'an approach, Fu Yingying looked delighted. She hurried up to meet him and took the rabbits without giving him a chance to object.
After spending half a month together, Fu Yingying and Chen Shi'an had grown increasingly familiar with one another, and their feelings had deepened as well.
Fu Nantian watched from the side. Though anxious, he had no way to stop it. More precisely, he could not bear to stop it.
With Fu Yingying's