Shi Feng trembled, however he refrained from responding to that obvious, yet threatening question.
Mu Shen ignored him as he scanned through the broken humanoid skeleton of a dead calamity. He glanced at the already shattered rib cage, the waist bone and the spinal cord. His eyes lit up.
Under the piles of grounded and splintered bones, two golden eggs lay unharmed.
He immediately grabbed it and kept it for himself. Shi Feng gulped as he stared in pure greed.
Who on earth isn't subdued by greed? Every cultivator possesses that trait — Fleach, the daemon of Avarice can be considered as the perpetrator to this insidious and lethal weapon, greed.
