The person who offered the elixirs was certainly no ordinary individual and might very well come from a powerful background. Right now, they speak of compensation, but later on, it might be construed as extortion, and they wouldn't be able to clear themselves.
"This was my fault, Taoist Friend Song, please accept it!"
Shen Long said nonchalantly.
He was testing the waters, using these five Core Formation cultivators to quickly establish his fame.
"Taoist Friend Shen, you're too polite. Here, the corpse of this third-rank middle-stage Blood Clam Beast is yours. If you don't take it, I can't accept your elixir either."
Song He took out a blue storage bag, shook it with the opening downward, and a sweep of blue light flashed, leaving a blood-colored toad on the ground, with a huge bloody hole on its head.
"Blood Clam Beast!"
Shen Long had heard of this monster beast, extraordinarily venomous, and the Iron Tail Scorpion would definitely like it.
"Alright, I'll take it."