"Could Demon Blood really have such an effect?"
Zhang Yang found it hard to believe, even with the facts right before his eyes. If Demon Blood truly had such an effect, then there should have been at least a dozen Sapphire Rune weapons in that warehouse.
"The Wanderer System?"
Zhang Yang took out the Black Wristwatch and examined it for a moment before putting it away again. There was no need to worry about so much for now. Before he had enough strength, pursuing the truth too obsessively wasn't being Bao Zheng—it was being a stupid dog, and a stupid dog destined for a miserable death.
Next, Zhang Yang took out the chipped longsword. With a thought, 0.1 units of Demon Blood fused into it, but there was no change. Was it because the longsword was larger than the Assassin's Throwing Knife?
Zhang Yang simply fused all the remaining Demon Blood into it in one go. The longsword suddenly became scorching hot, and a thick stench of blood spread through the air, as if a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood had appeared.
Such a change naturally did not frighten Zhang Yang. Instead, he observed it with great seriousness. He watched not only the longsword but also the Black Wristwatch. Sure enough, when the longsword changed, strings of garbled numbers flashed across the Black Wristwatch, looking just like some backend program was being modified.
Zhang Yang thought, Just as I expected. However, he pretended not to know anything. This enchanting method was certainly not legitimate, but it should fit the rules of this world. After all, whether it was Demon Blood or Elf Blood, both were materials from this world. The Black Wristwatch had merely altered the way they manifested.
It was like turning a person's ashes into