"Yes, do you have intelligence?"
Xia Ping nodded, looking at Chu Feng, the owner of Auspicious Cloud Tower.
Chu Feng narrowed his eyes. "There is no intelligence that my Auspicious Cloud Tower does not know. But I trust you understand how valuable this information is. I'm afraid you may not be able to afford it."
"Can't afford it? How much do you need?"
Xia Ping smiled. What he lacked now was everything but money.
"We don't want money. We only want treasures." Chu Feng looked at Xia Ping. "Information this valuable can only be exchanged for an item of equal worth. Only precious treasures can obtain it."
"Interesting. Then what do you think of this treasure? Is it worth that information?"
With a sweep of his hand, Xia Ping immediately took out a bottle of Dragon Blood.
What?!
The instant the glass bottle appeared, Chu Feng and the others were aghast, their pupils contracting. Within the blood in the bottle, they seemed to see the form of a dragon, a faint phantom of a True Dragon surfacing within it.
The bottle even brimmed with terrifying yang energy, like a blazing sun. Despite their profound cultivation, they still felt as though they were being scorched by its heat.
"My heavens, Dragon Blood! Could this be the legendary Dragon Blood? Where on earth did you find it?" Chu Feng was stunned. He immediately recognized what the bottle contained.
He stared at Xia Ping in shock. A treasure such as Dragon Blood was exceedingly rare and extraordinary; no one but great powers could possess it. The Dragon Race was terrifyingly powerful, and True Dragons possessed astonishing strength—who would dare hunt a dragon?
The people around them stared fixedly at the glass bottle, greed gleaming in their eyes. Their instincts told them that obtaining