Dragon Blood

On the platform of the War Fortress, Abel stood beside Feiyan's nest, discussing a transaction with Feiyan.

Yes, this was a transaction. The main ingredient in the recipe for the "Dragon Blood Wall-Breaking Potion" was dragon blood, so he was discussing obtaining some dragon blood from Feiyan.

After consuming many bottles of "Soul Potion," Feiyan's intelligence had become extremely high. Combined with its innate regard for its own blood, this made it strongly refuse to have blood taken from it.

Of course, if Abel forcibly ordered Feiyan to comply, Feiyan could not refuse. But he would never do that. He had always treated his Contracted items as his companions. He cared for them and increased their strength, while they fought for him.

But providing blood was an entirely different request. Such a request could only be fulfilled through negotiation. Even if he could not obtain dragon blood, Abel would never use a forced order to get it.

"One bottle of 'Soul Potion'!" Abel held up one finger.

In response, Feiyan rolled its eyes dramatically. Feiyan knew exactly how beneficial "Soul Potion" was, but one bottle was no longer particularly useful to it. Naturally, this was an opportunity to bargain for as much as possible.

"Two bottles of 'Soul Potion'!" Abel held up two fingers and spoke again.

It was not that he was stingy. Feiyan had only become a four-legged Pseudo-dragon a little over a year ago, which was nowhere near enough time for its strength to stabilize. Taking too much "Soul Potion" would not be a good thing and could only destabilize its power.

Black Wind had once fallen into a listless state for a long period after consuming too much "Soul Potion." Since then, Abel had understood that "Soul Potion" had an immensely powerful effect, but also certain