Kneeling beside the snake's half-sunken corpse, Lin Fang pushed his hand into the cold, murky water. His fingers brushed against the slick scales and muscular body beneath.
"Four ribs down, behind the heart." Alpha's calm voice guided him within as Lin Fang summoned his twin daggers and began slicing carefully, ignoring the stench of burnt flesh.
After a moment, a faint glow pulsed from within the serpent's chest. Lin Fang reached in, and when he pulled back his arm, a smooth, blue Over-shaped Spirit Core the size of a child's fist rested in his palm.
"Well, I won't need a rare grade's spirit core for the skills. But I can sell these for a high price, later on…" He smiled faintly, wiping off the muck.
Placing it gently into the inventory instead of the dimensional pouch given by the authorities earlier, he stood up, scanning the surroundings once again.
