"This is Fourth Grade... or even higher quality Demon Blood!"
Su Mu's eyes lit up as he reached out to take it.
"Third Brother, your earlier perception wasn't wrong. This Zong Buhui's strength is above Sikong Li's, but his whole aura carries a restless agitation—he must have recently had some stroke of fortune."
"Little Sister once told me that when you activate a certain Martial Arts you cultivate, a strange deer shadow appears. What's in this jar should be some kind of High Grade demon deer essence blood."
Zong Buhui's chance that caused his strength to soar—High Grade demon deer essence blood!
"Many thanks, Big Brother."
"This thing is useless to me, and we're brothers—no need to be polite."
Su Mu lifted the jade lid, and the Demon Blood in his hand instantly became even more restless, surging as if it wanted to break free of the jade jar's restraint. With a thought, Su Mu activated the Blood Transformation Technique, one of the signature arts of the Forging Workshop.
