"Mm!"
A fierce struggle flashed across Situ Yongen's face.
Greed God had no choice but to increase its control. Three Aversions Eye was pushed to its utmost, and only with great difficulty did it finally subdue him.
"Yes..."
"Hand it over."
"I... only have... a little... left..."
Situ Yongen dawdled as he took six exquisite jade boxes, each the size of a fingernail, from his spatial ring. Every box contained a drop of golden Holy Blood.
"Six drops! Sure enough, just 'a little'!"
Xu Xiaoshou was utterly amazed.
He still had quite a lot of Holy Blood in his bottle because he had not used it all up.
But that did not mean he believed Holy Blood could be mass-produced!
One had to know that among all the Cutting Path and Taixu experts he had encountered before, none carried Holy Blood. Only those of high standing might possess a single drop as a life-saving talisman.
Yet this young Situ Yongen alone had six such life-saving talismans in Holy Blood, not counting anything else.
Worthy of being a "Holy Son"! How extravagant! With another spatial exchange, Xu Xiaoshou took all six drops of Holy Blood.
"Whose Holy Blood is this?"
Seeing that the energies within the Holy Blood differed, and that the gold was mixed with other indistinct colors, he recognized that these had not been plucked from a single sheep... pfft, a single Half-Saint.
"Three drops... came from... Dao..." Situ Yongen stopped halfway through.
Xu Xiaoshou's pupils contracted, and he immediately added, "Don't say the full name. Just use an honorific."
The last sliver of resistance was snuffed out. Situ Yongen was in great pain and could only answer helplessly:
"Three drops... from... Master. Two drops... from Half-Saint Xuanji. One drop... from Lord Cangsheng..."
Good heavens! This was a favored