Demons are demons. Why bother being polite with them?
Other than their shells being a bit tough, the kill went incredibly smoothly; he didn't even have to use a Positional Divine Technique.
After killing the demon, he had disguised himself as Du Legu and come to this Cave Mansion to secretly refine the turtle eggs.
That way, even if someone found out, they'd think Du Legu was the one responsible.
"This Longevity Turtle Shell is something else."
Qin Xuan picked up a large fragment of the Turtle Shell.
'Even without its defenses being activated by Spiritual Power, it still took two consecutive strikes from my Divine Blade Blood Talisman to shatter it.'
He weighed the unusually hard shell fragment in his hand and glanced at the pile of dry bones on the ground.
To be honest, he had merely taken advantage of his identity as a member of the Aao Peak's Black-Horned Ink Flood Dragon Royal Family.
