After packing the snake skin bag full of medicinal herbs, Wang Xiaolong slung it over his back and headed out of the mountain.
Humming a tune along the way, he appeared to be very joyful.
Even though he had just gone through dangers and had nearly lost his life, the end result turned out to be quite rewarding!
He had obtained herbs worth over two hundred thousand and had also managed to kill that snake which had practiced cultivation for sixty years.
On the surface, only those herbs could be exchanged for the things he wanted.
But in reality, if used properly, the benefits from that snake could exceed the total value of the entire herb field!
More importantly, he had acquired that Demon Core.
Perhaps, as Su Qianqian had put it, the Demon Core wasn't of much benefit to him personally, and might even have some negative effects.
But this also meant indirectly preventing Su Qianqian from becoming stronger.
