With an Obsidian box in his hands, Lu Li met the mixed, shocked gazes as he landed on the steaming lakeshore, left behind by the receding tide.
Bam—
The locked Obsidian box hit the ground heavily beside him.
The Yong Demon complained inwardly, thinking it wouldn't have to carry something back this time.
"Are you hurt?"
The Blue Blood Chief watched Lu Li closely, for any damage to the soul would show outwardly, but even their clothes were unscathed.
"No."
The only trouble the giant Fire Demon caused was its sheer size, forcing Lu Li to spend a few minutes to eliminate it completely.
As for the gains, they were indeed as the Blue Blood Chief said: Inferior Demons were just a pile of unburnable Ashes, even if their power was like that of Advanced Demons, they held less than 0.6 human essence.
Every Screaming Female Demon in the Wailing Cave had more soul than they did, so no one was willing to deal with them. Only lunatics would hunt Fire Demons for souls.
