After finishing the second piece of High-Grade Monster Beast Flesh.
Fang Han's luck was incredible, and he condensed another three wisps of Blood Qi!
A sensation of Qi stirred in his abdomen, like trickling streams flowing into his Dantian.
The three newly formed wisps of Blood Qi gathered with the previous three, coiling within his Dantian.
Fang Han closed his eyes and sensed them carefully.
He only felt his Blood Qi brimming within him, his sinews and bones relaxed and invigorated.
Just two pieces of High-Grade Monster Beast Flesh had condensed six wisps of Blood Qi, filling him with delight!
Back when he had eaten tiger and bear meat, he had spent who knew how many days before he barely managed to condense three wisps of Blood Qi.
Yet tonight, after only a short while, two pieces of Demonic Beast Flesh had given him six wisps of Blood Qi. The efficiency was simply incomparable.
"Again!"
Fang Han struck while the iron was hot. A sharp glint flashed in his eyes as he began eating the third piece of Demonic Beast Flesh.
He tossed the third piece into boiling water. Once the slices rolled and cooked through, he scooped them up and put them into his mouth.
The fragrance of meat filled the air. It melted in his mouth, and the sensation of Qi rose in his abdomen once more.
As he ate, he silently sensed the changes within his body, his heart full of anticipation.
However, this time, the effect was not as remarkable as the first two.
After finishing the third piece of Demonic Beast Flesh and practicing the Nine Flood Dragon Palms several times, Fang Han ultimately condensed only two wisps of Blood Qi.
"I've already condensed eight wisps of Blood Qi tonight. Once I condense two more,