Wen Yu felt a white light envelop the entire stage, and then his injuries began to heal rapidly. Feeling the tingling sensation from the various wounds on his body, Wen Yu let out a comfortable sigh.
"Well, well, well, not bad. Consider this healing light an extra reward. No need to thank me."
The childish voice echoed, and then Wen Yu saw a little brat appear before him.
With a delicate, rosy face and large, sparkling eyes, he looked to be merely three or four years old. His small, upright ponytail and red bib made Wen Yu’s eye twitch.
"So it was you, calling me ’kiddo’ all this time?" Wen Yu struggled to suppress the urge to hit someone. Being called ’kiddo’ by such a tiny child was more infuriating than being called ’grandpa’ by a brat his age.
"Kiddo, hold on. We can talk about whatever you want later." The little brat seemed to notice Wen Yu’s discomfort and twisted the knife in his heart once more.
Ignoring Wen Yu’s sullen expression, the child walked straight to the Ancient Demon’s corpse and reached for its forehead.
Without any resistance, the child’s arm and the Ancient Demon’s corpse seemed to exist in different dimensions as his hand passed right through it. When he withdrew his hand, he held a pure black magic crystal. He then tossed it into his mouth and began to chew it with a CRUNCH, CRUNCH.
"Hey, hey, hey, isn’t that mine?" Wen Yu exclaimed the moment he saw the magic crystal. An Ancient Demon magic crystal! In his previous life, he had never even heard the term ’Ancient Demon’. Considering this Ancient Demon’s strength and the child’s earlier introduction, even a Level 1 Ancient Demon’s magic crystal was undoubtedly a treasure.