"What? You want me to do it again?"
Hearing Ye Lin's words, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar was dumbfounded. The last time had nearly killed him on the spot. If they did it again, wouldn't it cost him his old life?
No matter what was said this time, he refused to do it.
"I don't have any container capable of holding this Qilin blood essence. Right now, you're the only one who can contain it."
Hearing the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar's shocked words, Ye Lin replied with a smile.
This Qilin blood essence was terrifyingly powerful. He simply had no vessel on him capable of containing it.
"Impossible. Taking away the Golden Crow blood essence last time nearly made me collapse. If we play this game again now, this jar will die, big brother."
"I'm damaged beyond measure right now. If I were at my peak, forget Qilin blood essence—even devouring a real Qilin would be child's play. But not now."
The Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar immediately refused.
"How about this? I can give you half of this Qilin blood essence to repair yourself."
Ye Lin continued.
He knew the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar was damaged, and repairing it required massive amounts of resources. That was why it had always wanted to absorb the vital essence of living beings.
But what rank was the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar? Ye Lin did not know. In any case, it was extremely, extremely high.
If it kept devouring like this, perhaps even after several million years, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar would be unable to return to its peak.
"Really?"
Hearing Ye Lin's words, the Heaven-Devouring Demon Jar's eyes lit up as it asked tentatively.
If Ye Lin truly gave it half, then half the divinity within this Qilin blood essence would be enough for it to recover one-millionth