Chapter 498 - 322: Choosing Wisely_2
Admiring the red fog, Yan Xiaobao slowly noticed a small black gemstone-like object hidden in the midst of the mist. It was something he had seen countless times before, a small black core. Without a doubt, it was a Demon Core or Beast Core, as people referred to it on the ground.
Seeing the Demon Core within the red fog, Yan Xiaobao was taken aback, especially because the core appeared nothing special. It was a black core, signifying that it belonged to a very ordinary Demon Beast—one vastly inferior to beasts even at the Master level.
Knowing the power he could wield after obtaining it, he found it inconceivable that it was weaker than other cultivators’ cores. There had to be a reason why a Demon Core was reduced to being merely a low-level core.
"Don’t worry too much;" Lan Feng remarked with his eyes closed, focused on refining Wu Wei. Sharing a soul with Lan Feng made it easy for Phoenix to sense everything Yan Xiaobao experienced, and the sudden disruption finally prompted the bird to speak.
"A beast’s core emerges when you’re completely overtaken. If you’re consumed by the beast for a long time, the core will eventually evolve into a golden one," Lan Feng added, falling silent for a moment. "I suggest not letting the red fog take control immediately. If it seizes your body, you may end up hurting your friends."
Hearing the warning, Yan Xiaobao nodded earnestly. He fully understood that once controlled by the red fog, his body would be beyond his grasp. Every time the mist influenced him, he became a liability—a threat to his friends, incapable of fighting freely.
"Don’t let it get you down," Lan Feng continued, "It’s an incredible trump card. And for now, while the red fog isn’t something Yan Xiaobao can handle alone, he still has the Blue Cloud to aid him."
The Blue Cloud was something he understood better than the red fog. The red fog grew stronger with every kill and relentlessly vied for control of his body. Its transformation into a savage creature was evident. However, the Blue Cloud remained serene, gentle, enigmatic—so much so that Yan Xiaobao couldn’t figure out its nature or origin. He’d never heard of a human or any other entity possessing such an aura.
The wings were another anomaly. He previously gained wings from being a creature that had them, right? But if that were the case, why were they crafted by Wu Wei? If the wings were of beast origin, they should have been easier to wield.
The green pearl and the red fog were similarly intriguing entities. Hui Yue speculated they came from someone specializing in healing. Yet, whoever they were, their demeanor was formidable, as they rarely showcased their true power.