Wang Baole's eyes were wide, and blood flowed from his mouth non-stop, but his presence remained overpowering. In fact, it grew stronger as he kept talking.
"This isn't fun at all. When I was in the Mi Luo Forest, I rode on Star Fang Beasts and had everything I wanted. I wouldn't be here if not for my senior brother ordering me to train here!" Wang Baole sat up and pulled out two Star Fang Beast cores as he spoke. He started sucking at one to heal himself while using the other to rub his wounds.
He had left his storage bracelet with his avatar, but it was mainly used to store his Dharmic Armaments. Other precious materials had been split across his various storage bags. Wang Baole had learned his lesson, one could never have too many storage bags.
He sucked at the beast core after pulling it out and stared angrily at Daoist You Ran.