Several people started working together, and soon they had stripped all the useful parts from the Ice-toothed Leopard's body.
However, their luck was clearly not as good as Chu Qingyun's. They turned the Ice-toothed Leopard's head into a pulp but still didn't find a Demon Core.
Everyone let out a sigh.
A Tier Two Demon Core was probably worth far more than all the other parts combined.
"Haha, Demon Cores are a matter of luck, not effort. Let's keep moving. We're already near the outer edge of the Mist Forest, so there shouldn't be any more powerful Demon Beasts."
"At this rate, we'll reach Flame City before nightfall."
Chen Jinshi offered a comforting smile and led the group onward.
"Hmph. Who knows what other Demon Beasts we'll run into? We haven't had a moment's peace from them since we picked these two up," Peng Gang snorted from the back of the group.
Chu Qingyun was speechless. 'This guy probably has no idea he just had a brush with death.'
