"It's a shame about this chunk of meat," Chen Mu rested for a moment before quickly moving to the big cat's side.
Having eaten a person, the thought alone was discomfiting, "Might as well feed it to the Five Ghosts Bag."
The black smoke billowed, seeping into the holes created by the Sand Shooting Shadow.
"Five Ghosts Moving Mountain!"
The enormous body, over five or six meters long, deflated like a punctured balloon, sagging onto the ground in the blink of an eye.
Chen Mu picked it up and stroked it, the fur smooth and soft.
Then he grabbed and tugged with both hands, the hide tough and pliable.
"It should be quite valuable!"
He thought back to the last time he used the Earth Stripper.
How much did he sell it for, sixty White Jade Coins?
Ha ha, carry on, carry on!
...
Five days later, within a cluster of Low Mountains.
"Sand Shooting Shadow!"
Puff!
