After the Ghost Wolf fell, a golden shadow also rapidly darted to the corpse of the wolf—it was Little Jin.
It deftly tore open the Ghost Wolf's belly and, like bolting down dates, directly swallowed the fist-sized Demon Beast inner core of the Ghost Wolf.
Seeing Little Jin directly swallow the Ghost Wolf's inner core, the corners of Lin Yi's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Dead Dog, the energy contained in a Third-stage Demon Beast's inner core is extremely complex. If you swallow it in one gulp, be careful not to upset your stomach!"
An inner core from a Third-stage Demon Beast, worth at least 300,000 gold coins, had been swallowed up by Little Jin—it was truly wasteful.
"What sort of creature do you take me for, that I'd get a stomachache from a mere Third-stage Demon Beast's inner core?"
Little Jin gave Lin Yi a disdainful glance. "I need to eat more inner cores to return to my peak as soon as possible. You know nothing, kid."
