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“Young Master, don’t worry. I heard that although there are many people who participated in the snatching of the Dragon Spirit Fruit this time, they are not strong. With the old elder around, what is there for Young Master to worry about? If I were Young Master, I would eat and drink well along the way. I would just travel around. Why should I worry?” Beiting Huang walked towards Sparda and raised her hand to pat him. The powder on her hand landed on Sparda’s shoulder.

How capable was this brat? He wasn’t even a Spirit Master and even looked down on him. When the elder wasn’t around, he would see how he would deal with him.

Any Spirit Master would go to the Spirit Master Guild to appraise their strength level and receive a set of white Spirit Master robes. This white Spirit Master robe was a spiritual artifact. It was tough and could be cleaned automatically. Wearing it on one’s body and walking on the continent was a supreme honor. Sparda did not think that anyone would skip the Spirit Master appraisal.

Beiting Huang, on the other hand, was muttering in her heart. They were also one of the three major mercenary groups, and they were both young masters. Brother Qin was a seven-starred Great Spirit Master, but Sparda was only a seven-starred Spirit Master. There was a difference of one level between them. She really did not know how this Sparda had the face to be compared to Brother Qin.

The group walked towards Soul Breaking Valley. Along the way, with Thunderbolt’s reminder, they avoided several groups of low-star magical beasts. Gradually, a faint fragrance drifted over. It was the fragrance of the Dragon Spirit Fruit.

“It hasn’t fully matured yet. Looks like we came in time!” It shouldn’t be the first time the old man in green had come here. He had a good grasp of the maturity of the Dragon Spirit Fruit. He glanced at Beiting Huang and said, “Little guy, this is it. You don’t have to follow us anymore. We must get this Dragon Spirit Fruit. If you follow us again, don’t blame me for being rude.”

“Ah, no, no!” Beiting Huang quickly waved her hand and said, “I just came to watch the fun. I’m satisfied after smelling the fragrance. I’m going to catch two Sacred Beasts. Old mister, goodbye!”

The faint stench of the Corpse-Eating Demonic Crows wafted over. Even if the old man in green didn’t chase her away, she would find an opportunity to separate from them. The Corpse-Eating Demonic Crows were level-six flying magical beasts. They were ferocious by nature and were not comparable to the groups of magical beasts they had encountered before. Beiting Huang almost couldn’t wait.

“At least you know what’s good for you, brat. Don’t let me see you again!” Sparda raised his fist at Beiting Huang. Beiting Huang smiled and didn’t say anything. She looked very humble and even waved at him. She thought to herself, I don’t think you want to see me again in the future.

When Sparda turned around, Beiting Huang still did not give up. She flicked her finger, and faint dust landed on his back.

“Master, there’s already too much Xi Huo powder. If I didn’t risk my life just now, I almost couldn’t suppress those low-star magical beasts. With so much Xi Huo powder, the magical beasts in Soul Breaking Valley will go crazy when they smell it.” Thunderbolt patted its fragile chest. Wasn’t his master too heartless?

One could imagine how many magical beasts would pounce on the green-robed old man and Sparda along the way. It was really unimaginable how these two people would leave Soul Breaking Valley alive.

“That’s good. I was worried that the magical beasts wouldn’t be able to smell it.” Beiting Huang clapped her hands. She could almost imagine that the corpse-eating demonic crows must have been lured here by the Xi Huo powder on their bodies. If the corpse-eating demonic crows could smell a corpse on the ground at a height of 3,000 meters, why would she be afraid of them not being able to smell the Xi Huo powder on their bodies?

Hmph, he still wanted to fight with her. He was really courting death!