Su Chen reached out and closed his hand. The drops of Divine Blood vanished in his grasp, one by one. When only the last drop remained, the panel finally reacted—
[The Purifier has obtained enough Divine Blood and is attempting analysis. It is disgusted by the excessive impurities and requires more time to complete the process.]
Four drops? Su Chen's eyebrow twitched. 'That's not too bad.'
With only one drop left, Su Chen had no intention of trying for the Lost Flame. By his calculations, he'd need to collect around ten drops to be on the safe side.
'Let's see... As for the Faceless Ghost, I can trade Sun's name for a drop or two. But I definitely can't tell him the real plan, or something unexpected is bound to happen.'
Su Chen calculated. 'If I mix in some half-truths, I can probably squeeze another three or four drops out of the Faceless Ghost. Five drops will be the absolute limit. That still leaves a significant shortfall.'
