This number left Li Xinghe greatly shocked. Hundreds of thousands of drops? Did that not mean they would have to slay more than a hundred Primordial Emperor-level Primordial Source Beasts?
But thinking about it carefully, that amount seemed normal enough.
After all, the Primordial Grotto-Heaven only opened once every hundred-plus eons.
And the racial forces under the Demon God Hall numbered in the hundreds and thousands.
Add in what he still had to give to the Sky Swallowing Beast Lineage, plus what he needed for his own cultivation, and he was already very poor.
Over a hundred eons—and one eon was 129,600 years.
In other words, over ten million years. Averaged out, that was one drop of Primordial Source every hundred years?
No wonder this thing was so scarce. One had to know that the Primordial Grotto-Heaven had gone unopened many times already.
If even the First Generation Demon God had been like this, then Dragon Emperor and Feng Jiutian's gains were probably even smaller.
"Don't worry. This time, we'll definitely harvest even more," Li Xinghe said with a beaming smile.
Even if they only encountered one Primordial Emperor-level Source Beast a year, with this place open for a hundred years, he would still be able to obtain a hundred thousand drops of Primordial Source.
He put those drops of Primordial Source away, then casually tossed some more to several Demon Gods and Sect Leader Tongtian.
They could not help crying out in shock. Acknowledging this Adoptive Father had been damn worth it.
They even swore that after they got out, they would properly lick Li Xinghe's boots, and do it right in front of those Big Bosses of the Primordial Star Sea.
Their Adoptive Father had already given so much for them. What was wrong with them giving their