"That kid? Just see for yourself. Speaking of which, his luck with the ladies seems no worse than our daughter's," Ye Beiming said, waving his hand to gather a surge of Divine Power, creating a Mirror Sound Array before them.
In the Mirror Sound Array, a distant scene was reflected.
At the edge of a vast forest, the sounds of demon beasts were endless.
A sharp sword wind sliced through thick fur with a ripping sound.
A demon beast as large as a black bear crashed to the ground.
The intense smell of blood made one feel a bit nauseous. At this moment, a strikingly handsome face appeared.
"Five hundred and thirty-sixth one." Di Shen skillfully slit open the belly of a demon beast, extracted a Demon Core, and placed it in his storage bag.
"Thank you, my lord, for saving our entire village," the elderly village chief expressed endless gratitude.
