Devouring Power

"Are you provoking me?"

The Demonic Whale King said coldly. He had not cultivated to this level only to be humiliated by a Soul Master like this.

Li Ming rolled his eyes, too lazy to waste words on someone who only knew how to act tough and make threats.

If they were face-to-face, he might give the other man some respect, but in Dream Space, who the hell did he think he was?

"Do you want it or not? One word. If not, get lost."

Li Ming said impatiently. He had already set aside his prejudices and gone to so much trouble to find the other man for a deal, yet this guy seemed to be missing a screw and was incredibly difficult to communicate with.

Was this guy picky when devouring things under the sea? Did he need to supplement his brain?

A threat only worked if it could actually reach him.

The Demonic Whale King fell silent. His eyes flickered with ferocity, as though he were calculating where to take a bite out of Li Ming.

"You have too little of your stuff, yet you want too much.

Give me however much of my stuff you want."

Only after a while did the Demonic Whale King speak.

"The things on you aren't worth that much."

Li Ming replied with a cold sneer.

Still, seeing that the other party was at least willing to make a deal, he spent quite some time haggling with him.

In the end, Li Ming paid three bottles of Heartblood in exchange for various organs and body parts from the Demonic Whale King.

Li Ming did not actually care much about the size of certain organs. Once he had a sufficient number of samples, he could multiply them.

"One day from now, we'll trade