Eternal Life from Talisman Painting

He didn’t want to get involved with all these messy things, as it would only waste his time.

"Core Formation! Only after forming the Core can one become a player in the game, and there’s no need to hide so many things."

Of course, in this small place, such as the Five Dragons Island sea region, a Golden Core Cultivator can at least be upfront.

...

Time passed, and three months later.

The incident of the Tribulation Cultivator attacking Jade Spirit Island seemed to have blown over, and countless Low Tier Cultivators had returned to their daily routines.

After all, in the Demon Beast Abyss, chaos was commonplace.

People still had to live on.

"Damn it, my cave abode was completely overturned, and they even set fire to my flowers and plants, those damned Tribulation Cultivators!"

Old Hu returned, but he was angrily slapping the table, describing the tragic state of his cave abode.

Who else had a worse experience than him, going out to track a demon beast only to find his home overturned upon return?

On the other side of the pavilion, Lin Chang’an saw this and couldn’t help but laugh and tease:

"Come on, Old Hu, at least you dodged a bullet."

"If I were there, relying on the array we refined together, I wouldn’t be satisfied unless I killed a few."

Old Hu was feeling stifled, and although the Lu Family had arranged for someone to tidy up his cave abode, he still lost a lot.

Even though he usually took all his valuables with him when he went out, not leaving much in the cave abode.

But still, having one’s cave abode ransacked is infuriating for anyone.

In the pavilion, Lin Chang’an smiled and shook his head, then brought up the last incident with the Tribulation Cultivator.

After venting, Old Hu didn’t leave but instead drank a few cups of Spirit Tea, suddenly becoming serious.

"Old Lin, do you remember what I mentioned to you before?"

"What is it?"

Lin Chang’an was puzzled, but seeing Hu Jin’s serious expression, something seemed to dawn on him.

"Old Hu, you didn’t really find that demon beast, did you?"

Hu Jin had previously mentioned using his family’s unique tracking Secret Technique. Although he had lost the trail, he was unwilling to give up, so he continued to search on this trip.

"That’s right!"

In Hu Jin’s grave expression, there was a hint of fervor between his brows.

"This creature is really cunning, hiding at the bottom of a lake on an island and secretly licking its wounds, from what I’ve observed.

This Tier Three Demon Beast is old and probably plans to wait for death here, as it would easily become food for other demon beasts if it returned to the sea."

Demon beasts are strong, but they are continuously suppressed by Human Race Cultivators, primarily because they fight individually.

Among demon beasts, old and injured ones are easy targets, as they are seen as valuable supplements by other demon beasts.

It’s always been survival of the fittest.

Listening to Hu Jin, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but show a hint of surprise, and it wasn’t an act.

An old and injured Tier Three Demon Beast is no small matter.

"Old Hu, you really found it!"

After expressing his amazement, Lin Chang’an couldn’t help but admire him.

One truly mustn’t underestimate anyone.

For the first time, Hu Jin showed a touch of pride, nodding as he held his head high and said:

"Of course, but it still shouldn’t be underestimated. I’m only sharing this with you."

In his last statement, Hu Jin revealed a meaningful look, and Lin Chang’an naturally understood.

The distribution of benefits needs to be discussed in advance.

Hu Jin’s efforts in tracking the prey can’t be ignored.

"Haha, Old Lin, it’s not that Old Hu is stingy."

Although the two had basic trust, the distribution of interests needed to be clarified.

Of course, it would also depend on the contribution made during the hunt, to discuss a part of the materials distribution.

But with Hu Jin doing everything from discovering to tracking, he had the primary say in choosing.

"But rest assured, Old Lin, this Tier Three Demon Beast is a Green Crocodile Turtle. Both its shell and flesh are valuable supplements, especially the shell, which is nearly as valuable as a Demon Core."

Old Hu explained that different types of demon beasts have vastly different values, an understatement to say they’re worlds apart.

For example, compared to a Tier Three Yin Spirit Beast King, hunting this type of beast yields only one Yin Spirit Pill and nothing else.

Among demon beasts, those like the flood dragons, or those with dragon bloodlines, are the most valuable.

From a drop of blood to scales, tendons, and horns, they are all priceless treasures.

A demon beast with the word ’dragon’ in its name is worth at least twice as much, if not more, as other beasts of the same tier.

After hearing this, Lin Chang’an retrieved a Demon Beast Abyss record.

"Green Crocodile Turtle, a demon beast unique to the Demon Beast Abyss, known for its fierce nature and extreme combativeness ..."

Reading the description, Lin Chang’an nodded secretly.

"Old Lin, do you think we should team up for this operation?"

Hu Jin showed a gleam of eagerness, feeling that handling the situation alone was unsafe.

Having an extra person meant greater assurance.

After all, hunting demon beasts was one thing; dealing with the unexpected was another.

Faced with Hu Jin’s invitation, Lin Chang’an did not hesitate much, asking directly in a firm voice:

"How many people know about this?"

"I swear, just the two of us! At least I haven’t told anyone else!"

Once confirmed it was just the two of them, Lin Chang’an pondered for a moment before nodding his agreement.

Although he had a Tier Three Spirit Pet, the Phoenix Cry Bird, hunting an equivalent demon beast was not easy.

This time, they were fortunate to find an easy target, injured and aged, and with a trump card like a Tier Three Spirit Pet, not daring to seize the opportunity would be a waste of cultivation.

Another motivation was the allure of the demon beast materials.

As Hu Jin stated, if the Green Crocodile Turtle’s shell were intact, its value would be nearly as high as that of a Demon Core.