"Gone." Lu Ye found it amusing. Back then, this fellow had not taken You Die seriously at all, yet now he feared her like a tiger.
"You mentioned before that Bifu were refined from your Scale Armor. Combined with the trials in the Ruins, they could be used for selection. How many Bifu did you refine back then?"
Nine Infants pondered for a moment. "Not many, but there were always at least twenty." Even with its attainments in the Artifact Refining Dao, refining a single Bifu had not been easy. It had exhausted all the Scale Armor on its body, and most attempts had failed. In the end, it had refined only twenty.
"Twenty!" Lu Ye raised his brows. That number was wrong.
At present, the Human Race had two Bifu, the Giant Race had one, and one was hidden in the Medicine Garden. There were only four in total.
They were far short of twenty.
That meant even more Bifu had been left scattered outside.
These things were great killing weapons at the Dao Entry level. They might not be able to display much power before Fusion Dao cultivators, but their role on the battlefield absolutely could not be underestimated.
No matter the war zone or battlefield, Fusion Dao powerhouses generally had corresponding Fusion Dao opponents holding them in check. Many times, they could decide victory or defeat, yet could not decide life or death.
At such a time, if a Dao Entry cultivator controlled a Bifu, they could sweep through everything in their path, using a single point of advantage to pry the entire course of the battlefield.
Lu Ye had done exactly that before, and it had worked every time.
Yet throughout history, none of the three factions within Variegated had easily sent Bifu holders onto the