"Lord Ghost King, we have already sacrificed the freshest blood to you."
Master Yuan Hui's tone was sincere. The Night Ghost's Cultivation wasn't high, but it was incredibly difficult to summon.
Most importantly, they of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom didn't dare summon the Night Ghost lightly. Its appearance would inevitably bring devastation, damaging the Kingdom's fortune.
Though the concept of "fortune" was ethereal, it was undeniably real.
An individual has their fortune, a Kingdom has its own fortune, and even an Empire or an entire world possesses its own.
The Night Ghost, however, could drain this fortune.
That was why the Night Ghost invariably demanded blood whenever it was summoned.
Doing so would incur heaven's wrath, causing the Fire Sparrow Kingdom's fortune to plummet.
But now, the Third Prince was threatening the current Sovereign's status. Thus, the Sovereign, dead set on killing the Third Prince, had no choice but to resort to using the Night Ghost.
