"Hmph. Time is pressing. Though this Demon Venerable has advanced to the Lihe Realm, the Asura Gate is about to open, and I have no time at all to stabilize my cultivation. In urgent matters, one must bend the rules. What is so strange about using these cultivators' Primordial Spirit Crystal Souls as Blood Sacrifice offerings? Could it be that Your Excellency regrets it?"
"Of course not. They are merely low-level cultivators. What does their life or death have to do with me? I only feel that doing this is a little too conspicuous." North Nether True Lord's gaze flickered, and he spoke with a dry laugh.
"So that is all. But Fellow Daoist worries too much. The Asura Gate is about to open, and besides, how many Lihe Realm cultivators can there be in the Human World? Do you think that at a time like this, they still have the mood to meddle in other idle affairs?"
North Nether True Lord sighed and fell silent. The Ancient Demon's voice continued to enter his ears, filled with temptation. "Fellow Daoist need not overthink it. As long as you help me obtain the treasure, this Demon Venerable naturally will not go back on my word. Not only will I perform the Demonic Qi Infusion Technique to let you advance to the Lihe Realm, I will also bring you to ascend into the Saint World. With this Venerable looking after you then, I dare not say you will live forever without aging, but living for tens of thousands of years will be absolutely beyond doubt."
Even with North Nether True Lord's shrewdness, when he heard this, a trace of fervor could not help showing in his eyes.
A lifespan as long as ten thousand years—toward cultivators, that was an unimaginable temptation.
Gulp.