Xue Fanxin sat on the ground, panting and resting. She looked warily at the wolf pack walking around her. The wolf pack did not move, and she did not move.
As time trickled by, fifteen minutes quickly passed. The corners of Xue Fanxin's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a smug and evil smile. "You should be Rank Three demonic beasts. The one in the lead has already advanced. It's a Rank Four demonic beast. Come, come, come. All of you, stand still. Let me count properly and see how much we've gained this time. One, two, three, four, five…
"There are a total of 29. One of them is a Rank Four demonic beast, and the others are all Rank Three demonic beasts. Not bad, not bad. The fur of a Rank Three demonic beast is still quite valuable, and the meat is also delicious. If there are crystal cores, that would be even better."
