"Qingkong had been presumptuous. I hope the Buddha Child will not take offense.
"If the Buddha Child wants the Fox Wolf Wood Heart, we can still discuss it further.
"Since the first condition will not do, we can speak of other matters."
Just as Yang An had expected, this fellow had other conditions.
To Qingkong, Yang An was the Buddha Child and had come knocking on his door himself. This was a rare opportunity.
How could he possibly let Yang An leave so easily?
Dealing with these bald donkeys was truly exhausting.
Yang An could only look at Qingkong.
"What other conditions does Zen Master have? Please, speak freely."
"Has Your Highness the Buddha Child ever heard of Kui Mo?"
"Yes."
Once the medicinal power and effects of Peize had finished taking effect within Yang An's body, his body also stopped growing somewhat scorching hot.
A cluster of dark-red flames rose in Yang An's palm, instantly dyeing the bright meditation chamber crimson.
"Zen Master Qingkong, forgive Yuan Ji for speaking bluntly. Yuan Ji's cultivation is still shallow, my knowledge is limited, and I have never dealt much with demons. I fear I cannot fulfill Zen Master's request."
An indescribable feeling rose in his heart.
All that black blood gathered together, forming an enormous sphere of blood in midair.
An apologetic look appeared on Qingkong's face, and he then explained to Yang An.
In an instant, black blood streamed all over the floor along the corridor of the meditation residence.
Why had the Buddha Child gone back on his word?
Since Bodhisattva Peize valued him, any request would surely receive an answer.
Yang An then put the long arrow back into the Flesh-Buried Talisman.
Naturally, using those materials required a price.
Joy immediately appeared on Qingkong's face.
Qingkong was suddenly dumbfounded.