A wonder falling down from heaven! A boy possessed by strange blood! Gods tremble! Demons flee! A boy from the land of Dong Zhou. A pink skull as his sworn friend until death. A story of a determined warrior struggling for power. A legend that shakes the galaxy and disturbs the worlds of god, demon and man.
"Yes, I got the memo," Shi Mu replied, tossing a single Mid-rank Spirit Stone to Cai. He took out his own Qing Shan Order and stuffed that fist-sized blue Demon Nucleus into it, racking up the score counter engraved on the Order.
He beamed at the scores very briefly and took out his green cloak, deciding not to remain here any longer. Under that cloak, his entire presence was immediately masked, and in a flash, he had turned into a blurry green flying towards the horizon.
He had been hunting all kinds of demon beasts throughout the land for these past few days. The green cloak had been the major factor why he managed to avoid bumping heads with Qing Zhang Tian, the elegant youths, and everyone else involved in that Sylvan King affair.