"Hehe!"
Zong Shen opened the Rune Door and smiled at Little Blackie standing outside.
"Come on in!"
"Brother Zong... no..."
Zong Shen grabbed Little Blackie by the wrist and pulled him straight into the study.
Five minutes later.
"There, this is the thing."
"I need to borrow some of your blood."
"I don't know how much it needs, so fill a few basins first."
"Dragon Blood should be pretty high quality, right?"
Zong Shen pointed at the [Bloodthirsty Holy Grail (Special)] on the table as he spoke to Little Blackie.
After some explanation, Little Blackie understood what he intended.
Little Blackie, transformed into the appearance of a young noble, scratched his head and unhesitatingly held out his arm.
His true body was enormous, so the amount of blood in him far exceeded that of a human.
Feeding some blood to this stone cup was no problem at all.
In his semi-datafied state, blood was merely a consumable that could be replenished quickly.
During this period, the Blacksmith Shop had often asked Little Blackie for blood.
Each time, he would drain basin after basin.
Howie had even tried listing two barrels of Black Dragon blood on the [Market], splitting them into over a hundred portions. Nearly all of them sold out within a single day.
Little Blackie had reached the strength of an old dragon and possessed an ancestral bloodline. His blood was an extremely precious material to lords.
As long as the blood drawn in a single day did not exceed 30% of his maximum health, it would not cause him any negative effects. If that threshold was exceeded, then even after recovering, Little Blackie's overall attributes would drop by 5% to 8%.
In that regard, he was different from Zong Shen.
Zong Shen could bleed without limit, so