It took half a day to kill all thirteen magical beasts. Neither Yuan He nor Mu Qingling had ever had such a glorious battle record in their lives. Seeing the corpses of magical beasts lying on the ground, the two of them were simply excited. Mu Qingling did not care about her prejudice against Yuan He. She raised her hand high and high-fived Yuan He.
The two of them harvested the spoils of war very quickly. The magical beasts were killed by the two of them together. As Yuan Ye did not have a spatial ring, the spoils of war were left with Mu Qingling. After the two of them went out, they would sell these spoils of war together.
"I've asked around. If we bring our spoils of war to the academy's sales area to sell, we should be able to sell them for one or two hundred spiritual points." Yuan Ye said to Mu Qingling and Beiting Huang. "The spoils of war we obtained here belong to us. Once we go out, we can exchange them for spiritual points."
