Demon cultivators are poor, and demon beasts are poor.
The truly wealthy must be among the Demon Race.
Fortunately, Shen Xuan did not come back empty-handed.
He found a Netherworld Poisonous Lotus in a demon abyss near the lair.
"Tier Three Upper Grade, indeed worth the journey."
Shen Xuan gazed at the Netherworld Poisonous Lotus.
The petals exhibited a strangely alluring blood-red color, with a greenish-black glow flowing through the veins, and a mass of pitch-black fog gathered at the heart of the lotus.
The Netherworld Poisonous Lotus bloomed silently, exuding a peculiar glow that intoxicated the divine soul.
Shen Xuan clearly sensed that the invisible poison was slowly spreading, centered around the Netherworld Poisonous Lotus.
Ordinary demon beasts would be lured by the strange fragrance once they got close, falling into an illusion, ultimately willing to become nourishment for this demonic flower.
