The instant the Qiong-Blood Hundred-Demon Brew was siphoned away by the Lotus Avatar, Lu Xiaotian felt an intense craving arise within the Lotus Avatar's body, as though it wanted to gulp down a vast amount of magical power.
A trace of delight flashed through Lu Xiaotian's eyes. The more magical power the Lotus Avatar devoured, the sturdier its foundation would become, and the faster its strength would naturally improve. In the past, although Lu Xiaotian transferred a certain amount of magical power into the Lotus Avatar every day, the power it could cultivate on its own or receive from him was limited.
Especially now that the Azure Star Dew had been used up, the Lotus Avatar's improvement could not be considered slow compared with ordinary Body Integration cultivators. But compared with Lu Xiaotian's current progress, it could not be considered fast either.
Yet the Qiong-Blood Hundred-Demon Brew seemed capable of changing this situation. Once the Lotus Avatar's strength had fully risen, Lu Xiaotian would gain another powerful assistant. Naturally, he could not let such Qiong-Blood Hundred-Demon Brew slip away.
"It has been many years since I last saw a human cultivator as powerful as Fellow Daoist Xiang. You have truly broadened my horizons," the Heaven-Devouring Roaring Lion said. "Let the contest continue."
"Excellent. After the Azure Shark Demon, I must have a few more swallows of the immortal brew no matter what." A relaxed expression appeared on the Blazing-Fire Demon Falcon's face.
Yet after the Blazing-Fire Demon Falcon entered the arena, he saw that Lu Xiaotian remained completely still. His expression froze. "You have already won. Why aren't you leaving the arena?"
Lu Xiaotian coughed dryly. "It seems the Old Lion King never said that the winner had to leave the arena. I feel I can still fight another round."