Into the Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger!

At seven that evening, Mu Nujiao and Zhou Sining met outside Imperial Capital Academy.

"I checked. Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger blood goes for fifteen million on the market, so I applied for a little extra for you." Mu Nujiao handed Zhou Sining the Diamond Card.

The Diamond Card was a special bank card issued by the Hunters' Alliance, much like a check.

No PIN, no identity check, no questions asked. You could take it straight to the Hunters' Alliance or the Magic Association and withdraw the money, making it perfect for discreet transactions.

"Thank you," Zhou Sining said with heartfelt gratitude. "I'll write you an IOU."

Mu Nujiao accepted the IOU without making a fuss.

With the money in hand, Zhou Sining went straight to the Hunters' Alliance in the Imperial Capital and bought Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger Warrior Blood.

Just as Mu Nujiao had said, the cheapest cost fifteen million. It was expensive, but he couldn't wait any longer.

The Flame Demon Tiger's bloodline was fairly noble. It didn't necessarily need outside resources to advance.

But without them, relying on itself alone, there was no telling whether it would succeed—or what it might evolve into.

Besides, Han Ji had given him a soul. He might as well use it.

The Sand Prison Flame Demon Tiger was an evolutionary branch of the Flame Demon Tiger. It could control both earth and fire, attack and defend, and hold its own in close combat. Among Warrior Level Demon Beasts, it ranked near the top.

Zhou Sining was more than happy with that.

The Flame Demon Tiger's body had already been tempered through battle, giving it better than a thirty percent chance on its own.

A Warrior Level soul could add another twenty percent.

Warrior Level blood could add thirty.

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