Warlock Apprentice

Pulapa curiously eyed the beast’s leg, still burning with black flames, feeling it looked familiar, “Cultivating all the time hasn’t been effective, so I thought about going out to find some suitable things for my cultivation.”

“I see,” Night said, not commenting further. It took out two gleaming Gold Coins from a small pouch at its waist and tossed them to Pulapa, “I’ll pay you this month’s salary in advance, hoping you find what’s right for you.”

Gratitude flashed in Pulapa’s eyes. With these two Demon Gold Coins, he had a total of ten Demon Gold Coins, a considerable sum for him. To put it in perspective, his parents’ inheritance had been just two Demon Gold Coins.

“Thank you, owner,” Pulapa said gratefully. Seeing Night walk straight to the cabin behind the Exhibition Room, he guessed it was going to clean the beast’s leg and quickly offered, “Owner, if it’s cleaning, let me do it.”

Night, however, shook its head, “No need. Despite only one leg remaining, its flames are unquenchable. They are contrary to your element, and you’d get hurt dealing with it.”

After Night had spoken, he entered the cleaning room directly and closed the main door behind him.

Pulapa then reflected on the “undying flame” in his mind before leaving the Hunting Museum. He walked for a long time, when suddenly a spark of inspiration seemed to flash through his mind: the undying black flame, and those hind legs like those of a horse.

It made him think of a kind of Magical Creature.

Dark Gold Nightmare!

Could it be that it was the hind leg of a Dark Gold Nightmare?

The more Pulapa thought about it, the more he felt he was correct, although he was quite far away earlier, he could indeed sense an almost imperceptible formidable pressure emanating from the black beast’s leg.

If it really was a Dark Gold Nightmare, could it be that this prey was hunted by the museum’s owner?

Pulapa suddenly became excited; a Dark Gold Nightmare was comparable to an Intermediate Rank Demon, and some of the more powerful Dark Gold Nightmares could even be compared with great Demons. Such a powerful creature, if it could be hunted by the owner… wouldn’t that mean that his earlier speculation was not wrong and that the owner’s strength was indeed very powerful, it’s just that he didn’t show it usually?

If the owner is so powerful, can he ask the owner to teach him how to increase his strength?

Pulapa sadly shook his head, even if the owner was powerful, he was of the flame attribute, which was completely contrary to him; it was impossible for him to have anything to teach him.

He should just keep exploring Lassudral and see if any of the shops here had something that could help him.

After walking around for most of the day, Pulapa felt he was still too naive.

The purchasing power of ten Demon Gold Coins was not bad, but if he wanted to buy something that could increase his strength, whether it was cultivation methods or special treasures, it would not be likely.

These were not only urgently needed by Pulapa but also desired by any other Demon or Half-Blood Demon.

Therefore, their prices were very expensive, starting at at least fifty Demon Gold Coins each.

It seemed that if he wanted to have the ability to take his revenge, he would have to wait a few more years.

Pulapa, with a heavy heart, prepared to return to the Hunting Museum. At least in Lassudral, the owner was very kind to him, and if he was willing to work hard, it shouldn’t take too long to save up fifty Demon Gold Coins.

On his way back to the Hunting Museum, Pulapa caught a glimpse of a small hut out of the corner of his eye.

Turning back, he realized that he had reached the outskirts of Lassudral again, and the mysterious hut called “幻迷” was just in the woods not far away.

Pulapa shook his head, planning to continue walking.

But just then, he noticed that beneath the sign named “幻迷,” there was actually a line of characters.

What was most important was that he was not unfamiliar with these characters; they even brought a strange sense of nostalgia.

Abyss Language! To see the Abyss Language here?!

The Abyss Language is the unified written language of the Indigenous People of the various Abyss settlements, and his mother was an Indigenous Person from the Notting Tribe. Since his childhood, Pulapa had not only learned the Demon Language from his father’s side but was also very familiar with the Abyss Language taught by his mother.