Wang He's identity, after all, was that of an Inner Sect Disciple in the Martial Victory Academy. His death outside was no small matter.
Bringing Wang He's corpse back to the academy was also a form of explanation.
"Um."
Hao Lan nodded his head, took out a storage bag, and stuffed Wang He's corpse into it.
Although he didn't like Wang He, now that Wang He had died outside, he should still bring his corpse back to the academy.
As for how to deal with Wang He's corpse, Chu Fengmian didn't care. He walked over to the corpse of the Cold Water Serpent, sliced open its head with a sword, and retrieved a crystal-clear Demon Core, placing it into the storage bag.
This Cold Water Serpent, inheriting the bloodline of a Jiao Dragon, had a Demon Core that contained traces of Dragon Majesty. It was enough to refine many kinds of medicines, and its price was always extremely high. Selling it for over a hundred thousand Bone Tempering Pills was not a problem.
