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Chapter 32: After All, the Holy Son is Still a Man:
“Why are you here, Gu Ling'er?” Xu Ze coldly asked the girl in front of him, who was trying to hide her presence.
Gu Ling'er trembled and no longer tried to conceal herself.
Slowly, she took off her hood. Her pure and cute face showed a hint of sadness. Her eyes, filled with bitterness, occasionally glanced at Xu Ze.
"Holy... Holy Son..."
"Li... Ling'er..."
"Ling'er missed you!"
Unable to contain her excitement any longer, Gu Ling'er cried and threw herself into Xu Ze's arms.
Xu Ze was stunned by the girl suddenly hugging him.
What was going on?
Why was she crying?
(Outside the carriage)
the four male disciples gathered around the corpse of the brutally killed Wind Wolf King, lamenting its death.
“It's terrifying. I've never seen or heard of such a profound technique as the one the Holy Son used.”
"That must be a top-tier profound technique, maybe a secret method of the Heavenly Dark Sect. After all, the Holy Son is the direct disciple of the sect master."
"So powerful... The Wind Wolf King's realm was even higher than the Holy Son's, and it had the body of a magical beast. Yet, it was killed so easily by the Holy Son."
As they were sighing, the three others noticed Li Xing pulling out a knife and beginning to dissect the Wind Wolf King's corpse.
"Hey, Senior Brother Li, what are you doing?" Zhou Yang looked at Li Xing's actions with disgust. "That's so gross."
"Gross?" Li Xing sneered at Zhou Yang. "Do you know how valuable the beast core of this Wind Wolf King is?"
Beast core?!
Hearing these two words, the other three disciples became excited.
"Right, all magical beasts have beast cores. The stronger the beast, the more valuable the core. How did I forget that?"
"You idiots, you wasted all your classes. This Wind Wolf King was powerful; its beast core must be extremely valuable." Greed flashed in Li Xing's eyes as he continued to dissect the Wind Wolf King with his small knife.
Zhou Yang suddenly thought of something and frowned. "No, the Wind Wolf King was killed by the Holy Son. The beast core should belong to the Holy Son..."
Li Xing glared at Zhou Yang. "Are you stupid? Does the Holy Son care about such a thing? Besides, when fighting for opportunities in the future, not even family members are friends!"
Li Xing's words made the other three disciples look at each other. However, they had to admit that to survive in the world, this mindset was necessary. Eventually, they would have to leave the protection of the Heavenly Dark Sect. In the cultivation world, others wouldn't show mercy just because they were disciples of the Heavenly Dark Sect. In fact, their identity might attract more trouble.
Soon, Li Xing found something. His eyes lit up as he carefully took out a round, golden glowing orb.
"Is this the beast core?"
"That's disgusting... Did you grab the wrong thing? Maybe an egg..."
"Are you underestimating me?"
"I heard that consuming a beast core can heal wounds and significantly boost cultivation."
"Senior Brother Li, why don't we sell it when we reach the Eastern Imperial Empire and split the spirit stones?"
Li Xing glanced at the three of them and sneered. "Split it? What a joke. Whoever finds it keeps it."
As Li Xing put the beast core into his storage ring, the other three disciples were frustrated but dared not speak up.
Just then, ten figures appeared near the mystical carriage. It was Xiao Yong and other Heavenly Dark Sect experts who had returned.
While hunting the wind wolves, Xiao Yong and the others had sensed something was wrong. The wind wolves seemed to be luring them away, not engaging in a real fight. When they detected an alarm from the array near the carriage, the Heavenly Dark Sect experts immediately abandoned the wind wolves and rushed back.
In just a few minutes, they returned to find only the Wind Wolf King's battered corpse.
“Did the Holy Son personally take action?” Xiao Yong was surprised. He had thought the Holy Son's current glory was solely due to his master, Leng Youran, a pinnacle figure in the profound realm. But now, it seemed the Holy Son's strength couldn't be underestimated. From the profound technique used, he might even rival the experts.
Xiao Yong took a deep breath and turned his gaze to the sneaky disciples. Seeing the empty abdomen of the Wind Wolf King, Xiao Yong understood and approached with a stern expression.
"Hand over the beast core."
Li Xing's face turned pale. Looking at Xiao Yong's stern face, he knew he had no grounds to argue. He quickly smiled and took out the beast core from his storage ring.
“Please, Senior Brother Xiao, don't misunderstand. I was just holding it for the Holy Son until he had time to collect it himself...”
Snatching the beast core, Xiao Yong walked over to the carriage and knelt on one knee.
"My apologies for my incompetence, making the Holy Son act personally."
After a moment, the carriage curtain slowly opened. Xu Ze propped his face with his hand, and looked at Xiao Yong calmly.
"No problem."
These simple words made Xiao Yong even more nervous. He quickly presented the beast core to Xu Ze.
"Holy Son, this is the Wind Wolf King's beast core. Please, take a look."
Xu Ze took it, glanced at it, and casually placed it aside.
“Thank you all for your efforts tonight. Rest early.”
“Yes, Holy Son.”
The curtain was gently pulled shut. Xiao Yong wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling puzzled. There was something strange about the Holy Son. And it seemed there was someone else in the carriage besides the Holy Son. Xiao Yong looked around and realized that the female disciple named 'Zhou Lin' was missing. Understanding dawned on him.
After all, the Holy Son was still a man. Even he had 'needs' at night.
-To be continued!