After Chen Zhuo named his condition, all sorts of thoughts stirred in his mind.
Use qi and blood as kindling, ignite True Fire, and burn through the Nine Locks.
For him, that was no problem at all.
But an ordinary martial artist could only undergo a blood exchange once. After that, they could only boost their qi and blood with Demon Blood, a slow process that consumed a huge amount of it.
If one simply wanted to ignite their Life Fire and break through, the most cost-effective choice was the True Blood of a First-Tier Demon Beast.
Compared with the True Blood of Second-Tier or higher demon beasts, it was cheaper, easier to use, and purer.
The True Blood of First-Tier Demon Beasts had always been hard currency for martial artists seeking a breakthrough.
"Now I see..."
Only then did Chen Zhuo finally understand.
For the sake of a complete First-Tier Demon Beast, not only had Sun Qibing coveted it, but Old Blind Man had also come to his door in person.
The Long River Gang's retaliation against him probably wasn't just because Huang Yuan'er had died.
"Second-Tier Demon Beast True Blood?"
At that, Old Blind Man fell into thought and said nothing, his fingers absently stroking the Dog Demon's fur.
A wisp of faint white mist circled the Dog Demon's hide, then returned to the tips of Old Blind Man's fingers.
Old Blind Man grew even more silent.
He had originally been skeptical of Chen Zhuo's claims.
But after True Essence traced out an almost complete Dog Demon hide in his mind, skepticism was no longer the question.
Even if he wielded the knife himself, he couldn't have skinned a demon beast any better than Chen Zhuo had.
Most likely, he would have done much worse.
Why were Blade-Catchers