Chapter 36 Wang Guan
Many demons looked on curiously. After careful observation, they realized that the green sphere didn’t show any extraordinary traits. It was indeed just an ordinary fruit from a plant.
Is this it? The demons were disappointed.
As the group of demons curled their lips in contempt, they saw the Tiger Demon dressed in a Taoist robe tremble violently. His eyes were woozy, his bright red tongue couldn’t stop licking his lips, and he was drooling incessantly.
"Hey? Brother Tiger, are you alright?" a familiar demon hesitantly asked.
The Tiger Demon ignored him and staggered toward Li Ang, swallowing his saliva before saying, "How much for this fruit?"
Li Ang closed the wooden box. "Any rare and exotic treasure will do."
The Tiger Demon reached into his robe sleeve and pulled out a transparent, jump-rope-like rope.
"Brown-cheeked deer sinew!" a demon who knew his stuff couldn’t help but shout. "This deer sinew is tough and elastic, immune to knife cuts and impervious to fire. It’s a fine material for humans to make siege crossbows, and in ancient times, solitary cultivators also used it as a belt."
Li Ang nodded, took the deer sinew, and handed the wooden box to the Tiger Demon.
The Tiger Demon, flaring his nostrils, sniffed the scent of catnip a few times, swallowed his drool, and reluctantly closed the box—he had a hunch that this plant fruit could bring him closer to a "Zen" state during meditation, greatly benefiting his cultivation.