The Pseudo-Auspicious Beast Descends

"If you want me to let this matter go, you must pay a certain price."

Hearing Evil Emperor's words, Huo Yuhao could not help but relax slightly. He secretly pondered that it seemed Evil Emperor did not truly intend to kill him. Otherwise, why would he mention a price?

Steadying himself, he asked respectfully, "What price must I pay for you to let this matter go, Evil Emperor?"

"Simple. Two liters of your blood." Evil Emperor was concise, as though he were asking for nothing more than some insignificant object.

"Blood?!"

Hearing Evil Emperor's words, Huo Yuhao froze for a moment before asking warily, "May I ask why Evil Emperor wants my blood?"

The situation was stronger than the man. Under the current circumstances, if Evil Emperor wanted to kill him, it would take no effort at all. So he had no choice but to give the blood.

But before that, Huo Yuhao still hoped to learn what it would be used for.

Evil Emperor gave him an indifferent glance. "The Three-Eyed Golden Lion sacrificed herself to you. You now bear the Power of Luck of the Star Dou Great Forest, as well as the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's bloodline. Therefore, I wish to study your blood and see whether it can help me survive my eighth Heavenly Tribulation."

"So that's it." Huo Yuhao hesitated for a moment. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally nodded. "All right."

With that, he took out a small jar from his Storage Soul Tool. His Dark Gold Terrorclaw extended, and he carefully made a light cut across his wrist. In an instant, a large amount of crimson blood flowed out, dripping steadily into the jar.

The situation was stronger than the man.

In his current situation, he had no right to bargain with