"If we're lucky, the Kun demon blood pills in that squad's hands will be at least five times what Young Master Shang expected!" the black-robed man said.
"Five times? Are you joking?" Shang Wuque said dismissively. The tall female archer and the others, including Niu Jingshan, also looked incredulous.
"I know it sounds utterly absurd, but I saw it with my own eyes. That silver-haired kid isn't just a body cultivator; he's even better at alchemy than Guo Jingyu. His alchemy, in particular, is four times faster than that of an ordinary second-grade Pill King, and his success rate can rival even the top second-grade Pill Kings." The black-robed man briefly recounted what had happened earlier with Zhu Jinfu and Yu Zimo.
"So you're saying that squad might have more than five hundred Kun-demon blood pills?" Shang Wuque's eyes suddenly gleamed with an inscrutable light. They had stayed here to ambush other squads, but the alchemical skill of each squad varied. Those who were unlucky or lacked strength might have only a dozen or so Kun-demon blood pills.
It wasn't unusual for some to perish inside the Kun demon, either. His own squad had fewer than eighty pills now, and they weren't all his. Everyone who had agreed to join him had come for these pills. As their leader, he'd get a larger share, but even so, he had only a little over thirty. More than five hundred Kun-demon blood pills? Shang Wuque was an arrogant man, but he wouldn't even dare dream of that. If he could get another one or two hundred, he believed his cultivation talent was decent enough that he could use the pills to propel himself into the Divine Void Realm.
If he could take down Yu Zimo's squad and get that many Kun-demon blood