"Xiaolang, catch!"
With a flick of his finger, the Secret Realm Demon Core slowly flew toward the Wind Wolf King.
The Wind Wolf King glanced gratefully at the other two beasts. Without hesitation, it opened its mouth and swallowed the Demon Core.
"Alright, I'll leave this place to Xiaolang. You two will stand guard for it!"
After distributing the spoils, Nie Yun stood up and walked out of the room.
Refining a Demon Core was an extremely time-consuming process; it would be impossible to complete in less than ten days to half a month. Moreover, devouring a Secret Realm Demon Core to advance was dangerous, and success was far from guaranteed. Rather than wait here, it was better to take care of other matters.
"Nie Yun, are you going to attend the Seven Empires conference hosted by the Divine Holy Empire?"
As soon as he stepped out of the room, Baihua Xiu and the Mu Qing sisters came up to him, their faces filled with worry.
