"Heaven's Chosen Banquet!?" Blood Butcher looked somewhat surprised, narrowing his eyes. "Surely you're joking?"
The altar master had ordered them to lie low for now, so there was naturally no need for him to venture into such a dangerous place.
"What? Are all Demonic Sect people this cowardly?"
"Heh! Don't try using such cheap provocation on me. There is nowhere under heaven that the Demonic Sect cannot go!"
Rather than becoming angry, Blood Butcher merely smiled faintly.
"Since this is business, that depends on what price you can offer!"
Lying low did not mean he had to stop acquiring resources.
Within the Demonic Sect, only by seizing every opportunity to obtain resources and constantly growing stronger could one keep climbing upward.
The weak were prey to the strong; standing still meant nothing but courting death.
"Catch!"
With a flick of his finger, the masked man sent a dark-red pill flying toward Blood Butcher.
Blood Butcher caught the pill and spread his palm open, his expression turning surprised.
"A Blood Essence Pill!"
This was a secret pill of their Blood Demon Lineage, one that could only be refined using the blood of martial artists at the Pill Embrace Realm or above. Its preciousness was self-evident.
To verify its authenticity, he held it beneath his nose and sniffed. A rich scent of blood mingled with medicinal fragrance rushed into his nostrils, making the astral energy within his body stir restlessly.
"A Blood Essence Pill made from a True Astral martial artist!"
Blood Butcher's heart trembled. A Blood Essence Pill of such quality would be immensely useful to him.
"You are not from the Demonic Sect, so how do you possess Blood Essence Pills?"
He rolled the pill around in his hand and looked at the masked man with a face full of