"Are you alright?"
After confirming the Dragon Python was completely dead, Huang Ting and the others came over. She looked at Mo Wangchen and asked.
Mo Wangchen shook his head and wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth, then let out a long sigh, "Let's go get the Spiritual Liquid."
"Okay!" Huang Ting nodded without hesitation, naturally agreeing to Mo Wangchen taking half of the Spiritual Liquid.
After all, if it weren't for him killing the Dragon Python, they wouldn't have been able to obtain the Spiritual Liquid in the Snake Cave themselves. From a certain perspective, even if Mo Wangchen were to take all of the Spiritual Liquid, they could not say anything.
It was already deep into the night, and visibility became even poorer as they entered the Snake Cave. Mo Wangchen and others cast fireballs with their Spiritual Power to light the way.
Moments later, they arrived at the habitat of the Dragon Python, which felt damp and chilling.