The cave was large, and the deeper he went, the more spacious it felt.
Inside lingered a pungent, fishy smell.
Ye Jingcheng didn't dismiss his sense of taste; for cultivators, the six senses are crucial and can even be a matter of life and death in dire situations. By contrast, these unpleasant smells seemed trivial.
There were no demon beasts inside, which made Ye Jingcheng feel more relaxed.
However, he also understood that if there were demon beasts, they would have already charged out as soon as he entered the cave.
In the cave, a lot of dry grass was piled up, forming a nest. This dry grass was evidently some dried spirit grass, still carrying notable spiritual light.
It seemed that a particularly meticulous demon beast resided here.
Ye Jingcheng also collected the dry grass into his storage bag, then looked towards the end of the cave, where the Red Flame Fox and several Five Poison Bees had already landed.
Ye Jingcheng finally saw the so-called treasure.
