Just then, Wen Qingye saw from the corner of his eye Xiao Zuilan strike the Sand Python's head with her palm. She showed no mercy. The Sand Python's skull was instantly crushed, and blood sprayed wildly. It couldn't have been more dead.
Xiao Zuilan smiled faintly, as if she had just done something trivial. Her ruthlessness was on full display. She walked to Wen Qingye's side and looked at the Desert Fox in the distance. "Now the Nascent Vein Flower is yours. Go on and take it."
Wen Qingye nodded and walked toward the Desert Fox.
The Desert Fox lay in a pool of its own blood, wailing in agony. Its face was twisted, and faint, miserable cries escaped its mouth.
Wen Qingye walked to its side, glanced at its tail, and grabbed the Nascent Vein Flower.
