The depths of the Yellow Dragon Mountain Range were shrouded in mist.
The White Mist Mountain ancestor held a second-stage lower-grade fire attribute demon core in his hand, a faint smile hanging on his face.
"Worn out shoes seeking iron, and yet fortune comes easily unbidden."
He had been wandering the Yellow Dragon Mountain Range for six months without finding a suitable demon core.
*Either he'd encounter mid-stage Foundation Establishment fire attribute beasts that were too strong for him to defeat*
*or low-stage Foundation Establishment beasts of other attributes, which wouldn't be of any use even if he won.*
*The reason he discarded his dignity as a senior cultivator and forcibly traded for this demon core from a few juniors of the Chaotic Sect was naturally for his exceptionally gifted grandson.*
Luo Teng, born with a second-grade Ice Spirit Root!
