Before his death, Lu Yuan still tried to resist.

He thought that Zhao Letian, who was only in the True Martial Eighth Realm, was definitely not his opponent.

Yet unexpectedly, Zhao Letian's killing of him was as easy as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Thus, before his death, he regretted once again, regretting that he didn't see clearly who Zhao Letian really was from the beginning.

If he had known earlier that Zhao Letian was such a mighty genius, he would never have meddled in the affairs between Zhao Letian and the Yu Family.

Unfortunately, regret couldn't change anything; he could only regret it slowly on Huangquan Road.

"Swoosh!"

After killing Lu Yuan, Zhao Letian waved his hand and collected all the storage rings left by the people at the scene.

The assets of nearly a hundred Sect Martial Realm powerhouses were a huge fortune, making Zhao Letian earn a big loot.

Especially the White-robed Elder and the Mercenary Captain, the assets of these two half-step kings were far beyond the ordinary Sect Martial Realm people.

As a result, Zhao Letian obtained a large amount of Primordial Stones, as well as a large number of Cultivation Techniques, Martial Techniques, Spiritual Artifacts, elixirs, and various Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures.

"What about this demon beast? A half-step king level demon beast will definitely not acknowledge you as its master. Even if I make a move, it's hard to help you tame it. Keeping it is of no use, let me help you kill it. That way, you can still obtain some precious treasures from its body."

The gaze of Elder Mo suddenly locked onto the Wind Roar Beast, revealing an eager light in his eyes.

As soon as Zhao Letian spoke, he would immediately strike to kill the Wind Roar Beast.

"Roar!"

Seeing Elder Mo's ill-intentioned gaze, the Wind Roar Beast immediately showed a wary look in its eyes and roared angrily.

"No need, senior, I don't want to be someone who breaks a promise. Although it is a demon beast, I still intend to keep my promise to it."

Zhao Letian shook his head and smiled.

Although he and the Wind Roar Beast had just made an alliance without swearing a Heavenly Dao Oath, he still did not want to break his promise, which would affect his Martial Arts Heart and hinder his future cultivation. The loss outweighs the gain.

"Alright, I was just giving you a suggestion. What to do specifically is still up to you to decide," said Elder Mo nonchalantly.

"This is your child, I'm returning it to you."

Zhao Letian looked at the Wind Roar Beast, a flash of Spirit Light in his hand, and immediately took out the two Wind Roar Beast cubs from the Spiritual Beast Bag, wrapping them in True Yuan Power, and handed them to the Wind Roar Beast.

"Roar!"

The Wind Roar Beast let out an excited roar, its eyes revealing surprise as it carefully looked at the two cubs who were still asleep, and after confirming they were unharmed, its heart relaxed.

However, it did not accept the two cubs; instead, its large eyes showed a complex expression looking again at Zhao Letian, while conveying a Divine Thought.

"What? You want that Blood-colored Slurry? Impossible, that thing is very useful to me, don't even think about it. Returning those two cubs to you has already displayed my benevolence, don't push your luck. Take your children and leave, while I haven't changed my mind."

Zhao Letian understood the meaning conveyed by the Wind Roar Beast and his face instantly darkened as he spoke coldly.

Although the Blood-colored Slurry was something he took from the Wind Roar Beast's cave, he had no obligation to return it to the beast.

After all, humans and demons follow different paths. It's already very generous of him not to let Elder Mo kill this demon. He would definitely not make any further concessions.

Whether it's the Blood-colored Slurry or the Blood Essence Stone, he wouldn't allow the Wind Roar Beast to take away even a bit.

"Roar!"

The Wind Roar Beast let out an anxious roar, conveying another thought to Zhao Letian.

"Are you saying, without that blood-colored slurry, these two cubs will not survive?"

Zhao Letian asked.

"Roar!"

The Wind Roar Beast hastily nodded its head.

"But what does that have to do with me? Stop wasting time, you should leave."

Zhao Letian said indifferently, while swinging the longsword in his hand, cutting out the stones covering over ten zhang beneath the blood-colored pool, and directly storing them inside the storage ring.

Although Mo Lao, standing nearby, was somewhat curious why Zhao Letian wanted to take away the stones from this place, he didn't ask any questions, because he very well knew that every Martial Artist has their own secrets and opportunities that they do not wish to casually share with others.

He only needed to know that Zhao Letian was from the Holy Spirit Academy, and the stronger Zhao Letian became, the more advantageous it was for the Holy Spirit Academy; he would not inquire about other matters, nor would he interfere.

"Roar!"

Seeing Zhao Letian taking away the Blood Essence Stones under the ground, the Wind Roar Beast roared again, its tone becoming even more anxious.

It had originally thought that Zhao Letian didn't know that the stones below contained life force, and thus, even if Zhao Letian didn't give it the blood-colored slurry, it could still sustain those two cubs with the abundant Blood Essence Stones from this place.

But now, Zhao Letian had shattered all its hopes.

Without that powerful life force, it absolutely couldn't sustain the two cubs.

Speaking hypothetically, even if it were to barely keep these two cubs alive, without the help of that life force, the cubs wouldn't be able to undergo mutation, and their future strength would be greatly compromised—a result it couldn't accept.

"Still not leaving? Do you really want to die?"

Seeing the Wind Roar Beast was still unwilling to give up, Zhao Letian frowned and his tone instantly grew colder.

Although he didn't want to kill the Wind Roar Beast because they had fought side by side earlier, if the beast didn't know when to retreat, he wouldn't hesitate to be ruthless and merciless.

Hearing Zhao Letian's words, the ethereal figure of Mo Lao immediately released a strong aura, firmly locking onto the Wind Roar Beast, ready to kill it instantly upon Zhao Letian's command.

"Roar!"

The Wind Roar Beast roared once more, but this time its voice was much softer, and its large eyes even showed a pleading look, as it once again conveyed a thought to Zhao Letian.

"What? You're willing to exchange one of the cubs for some blood-colored slurry?"

Zhao Letian was taken aback, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

As he knew, many demon beasts are very protective of their cubs and would never consider trading their children with humans.

This Wind Roar Beast, surprisingly willing to trade one cub with Zhao Letian, was indeed rare.

Also, this showed the desperate need of the Wind Roar Beast for the blood-colored slurry, hence resorting to such an extreme measure.

"Alright, I can agree to that, but at most, I can only give you one-tenth of the slurry."

Zhao Letian pondered for a moment and finally nodded, saying solemnly.

The Wind Roar Beast hesitated for a moment, its eyes showing a struggle, eventually, albeit reluctantly, it also nodded.