Jiang Chen had never expected JinLing to propose such a condition.
She actually wanted a drop of his blood.
Although a drop of Jiang Chen's blood wasn't valuable now, for a Martial Cultivator, the stronger their Cultivation, the more precious their blood became.
A single drop could even transform into an entire world.
As for Jiang Chen's blood at his current level, it wasn't worth much.
But he found it strange. Why would JinLing want a drop of his blood?
However, it was JinLing's request. Jiang Chen thought for a moment and didn't refuse.
He nodded. "Alright. As long as you're happy, as long as you're satisfied, I can give you a drop of blood."
In that moment, JinLing was overjoyed. She felt that as long as she got Jiang Chen's blood, with the help of that mysterious Black Robe, she could surely win Jiang Chen's heart.
Jiang Chen forced a drop of blood from his fingertip.
A drop of scarlet blood appeared. He then collected it in a small porcelain vial.
"JinLing, here."
