The question left Xiluo somewhat stunned.
He stared blankly at the wealthy merchant who had just spoken, his thoughts drifting.
A Devil Blood Pool?
Did he have such a thing? Of course not!
Although Devils and Demons were both races of Abyssal Hell, they were vastly different.
When Demons and Devils first came into being, both had been born through the great will of Abyssal Hell.
Countless years of development and change followed.
But their desire for power would never change.
They could grow stronger within their original races, but there was also a faster shortcut: transforming from lesser Demons or Devils into intermediate or greater Demons or Devils.
This was a means of recruiting subordinates and winning their allegiance.
Demons relied on Demon Blood Pools to change races and obtain new power.
But Devils were different.
They needed greater Devils to perform rituals for lesser Devils!
These rituals consumed certain materials from Abyssal Hell, as well as souls.
Xiluo had no intermediate or greater Devils under his command, so how could he turn Descenders into Devils?
Wait...
He couldn't do it.
But couldn't that Pit Fiend?
Xiluo nearly slapped his forehead. He had actually forgotten something so important.
Since that Pit Fiend had taken the initiative to propose working with him, he naturally had a great need for souls.
And all Xiluo had to do was use souls as bargaining chips to trade with him.
Then would he still have to worry about that Pit Fiend refusing to transform people into Devils for him?
If an ordinary person were turned into a Barbazu... wouldn't their combat strength shoot straight up?
Although these people were Descenders and highly unreliable, he believed they could still stand on his side in certain major matters.
*Also... perhaps this could become another way to