Li Fan's flying sword returned, merging into a single blade before automatically sliding back into its sheath.
"A Sword Cultivator?" Situ Chan murmured softly.
"Brother Han and Sister Chan, can you help tidy up these Demon Cores?" Li Fan asked.
"No problem." Han Zong finally snapped out of his daze, nodding slightly, though his heart remained unsettled.
*It seems I've still underestimated Li Fan.*
The group quickly picked up their pace, slicing through demon corpses and gathering the Demon Cores. Among them, Yin Qing was the most enthusiastic. Once the Demon Cores were collected, Han Zong and Situ Chan handed them to Li Fan, but Yin Qing hesitated somewhat—until Li Fan glanced toward him. Reluctantly, Yin Qing gave up the cores he held.
Li Fan noticed that Yin Qing had secretly kept a few for himself, perhaps believing he'd gone unnoticed or assuming Li Fan wouldn't care much.
