"Making someone of another race utterly devoted to you is no 'little trick.' That takes great wisdom and real ability. If you were willing to teach it, most male cultivators in the world would surely flock to you like ducks to water," Ying Wu said.
"Ying Wu, stop teasing me." Song Wen changed the subject. "Why did you take the Crimson-Scaled King as your spirit beast, and why are you helping him break through?"
"What? Are you worried I'll harm your lover?" Ying Wu's tone remained teasing.
"If you truly wanted to harm him, I couldn't stop you," Song Wen said.
Ying Wu curled his lip, then grew serious.
"I do have another purpose in taking the Crimson-Scaled King as my spirit beast, but my desire to help him break through is genuine."
"After human cultivators advance to the ninth tier, their root bone gradually improves. The same is true of the demon race, though in their case, it chiefly manifests as their bloodlines becoming increasingly pure. But this process is ordained by the Heavenly Dao and lies beyond human control."
"I want to devise a controllable method of improving the Dragon Void Vines' bloodlines, promoting their evolution and transformation so they can convert spiritual energy and Origin Qi faster. But apart from the dormant one, the strongest Dragon Void Vines I have are only at the middle eighth tier. They aren't suitable for my experiments."
"The Crimson-Scaled King, at the peak of the eighth tier, is therefore the ideal subject. If I can improve his bloodline and help him advance smoothly to the ninth tier, I can replicate the method on my Dragon Void Vines once they grow strong enough. That should save a great deal of time."
Song Wen could not help feeling surprised.
He had never imagined