In haste, Deng Mu dashed to his boss's room, returning with an aged spatial ring. Within it were neatly stored two dozen chests brimming with monster cores.
The chests held cores ranging from late-stage Fang Cores to Wing Cores.
"Boss Ming is even richer than our entire clan. As expected of a master forger!" Feng Luotian clicked his tongue.
While Ming Zhuo wasn't driven by a desire for wealth, he recognized the practical need for monster cores in his personal cultivation and forging endeavors.
Occasionally, he instructed his trusty assistant to bring his creations to the nearby auction house, selling them at premium prices. This had led to the accumulation of a substantial sum in his personal savings, which, in times like these, proved invaluable.
Luotian sorted through the cores before activating Instant Refinement.
Combined with the energy he had harnessed from collecting the souls of those at Hornet Fortress, Luotian had finally reached the pinnacle of Talon Realm.
