Kapitel 1575: The Beauty, the Beau, and the Beast

"How many is that now?"

Dongfang He stood on the "corpse" of a probationary Demon Subduer. The so-called corpse was an unfortunate person who had been struck by the paint from Dongfang He's Demon-Subduing Bolt. The white mark on his chest signified that he was now dead for this hunting test. But the unfortunate guy hadn't imagined that after he obediently laid down, Dongfang Jia would step on him, even while the ache from being struck by the bolt burned.

"Your harvest this time has been pretty good. This is already the forty-third one!" a subordinate immediately piped up.

Dongfang He raised an eyebrow and asked, "What about Jia Yuntian? How many has he hunted so far?"