Blood buns—the little demon made them sound pleasant, but at their core, they were a form of blood essence.
Consuming them could heal injuries, advance cultivation, and strengthen one's foundations. They were immensely beneficial to demons, and even some cultivators who willingly sank into depravity would secretly use them.
Blood essence came in pure and turbid forms. Pure blood essence was extracted from a kind of natural Spirit Treasure. Not only were the raw materials scarce, refining them also took considerable time and effort.
The turbid kind was far easier to obtain. Any creature of flesh and blood under heaven could yield a portion of blood essence, however much or little. Most people simply lacked the demonic methods needed to refine it to such purity.
On Jiang Yang's very first day in the sect, the instructors of the Lower Court had warned him repeatedly never to consume blood essence. This was often the first step toward falling onto the demonic path. At best, offenders would be expelled from the sect; at worst, being killed on the spot was nothing unusual.
Thus, the moment he heard that name, disgust rose instinctively within Jiang Yang. This little demon kept calling them blood buns—where else could the blood essence in them have come from?
Most likely, living humans had been abducted, killed, and refined to produce it. Among Monsters, human ingredients had a name: they were generally called Two-Legged Sheep.
Looking at the two little demons fawning on the ground, Jiang Yang naturally felt the urge to kill them on the spot, but the time was not yet right.
Suppressing his anger, Jiang Yang raised his eyelids and said with an air of solemn gravity:
"What place is this, and which mountain does your king rule?"
The pig demon blinked his bean-sized eyes.