"Master, I want it." Wu Tian vigorously nodded Doggy's head.
Man Xiongmu could not help laughing. "Then do you know why Tong Guan would not hunt down a demon—or even a great demon—for his son Tong Jin to refine into a Beast Robe?"
Without waiting for Wu Tian to answer, he continued, "That is because the most crucial part of refining a Beast Robe is the yin soul."
"Strip away its flesh and skin, then bind its yin soul to the Beast Robe with incantations. Only then can it transform into beast form."
"If your cultivation is insufficient and your soul is weak, putting on the Beast Robe will cause you to be devoured by that yin soul. Once your soul is damaged, you will become an idiot at best, and fall dead on the spot at worst."
"Do you still want it?"
Wu Tian was rendered speechless. He had once thought Man Xiongmu, with his thick brows, large eyes, and sturdy build, was a simple and reliable man. Only recently had he discovered that this fellow sometimes had rather peculiar tastes.
Still, as he looked at that enormous creature, which was a full eight or nine zhang long, he really, really wanted it...
"Master, why don't you let me try?"
Wu Tian sent his voice over, muttering cautiously.
Man Xiongmu, a burly and rugged fellow, actually rolled his eyes. "Once a Beast Robe is successfully refined, it must be thoroughly refined with your own blood while casting the Form Transformation Curse. Otherwise, after more than an hour, the yin soul within the Beast Robe will completely scatter, and the flesh and skin will also be drained of their vital essence by the inscribed incantations."
"The sinews, bones, flesh, skin, and yin soul of every demon are precious things. I