Chapter 1862 - 1858: The Power of Kun
Shen Luo turned his head to look back, seeing a green fish monster with a scaly face, its cultivation realm similar to the elephant monster he had transformed into—both seemed to be in the Late Mahayana Stage, indicating they were friends.
"Hey, why be afraid? There are so many of us. Didn’t you see the leader has the upper hand?" Shen Luo smiled as he said this, but he paused his actions.
It appeared that, in the eyes of the monsters, this green-skinned elephant demon was likely regarded as a coward afraid of death.
"Don’t do anything rash. Even if the leaders slay this jellyfish demon, we mustn’t get too close or think of getting a share; that’s impossible." The green fish monster instructed nervously.
"Have you not known me? When have I done such reckless things? Just wanted to get closer for a look... Okay, okay, I won’t go, alright?" Shen Luo shook his long nose, saying with a cheeky grin.
"Good that you understand. We risked our lives coming in here not to eat others’ meat but to drink their soup. But we need our heads on our necks to drink, isn’t it? Now’s not the time," the green fish monster lowered its voice saying.
"Right, right, you’re right. We haven’t even seen Beiming Kun yet; it’s too early, too early for soup." Shen Luo knew their target was Beiming Kun, so he agreed.
"That’s correct. Mr. Purple has mentioned that once we successfully hunt down Beiming Kun, the huge essence qi accumulated within it disperses, and we’ll be able to advance our cultivation by absorbing this qi," the green fish monster said with some eagerness.
"Speaking of which, is what Mr. Purple said reliable?" Shen Luo expressed doubt.