Little Turtle Peak, inside the cave abode.
Seeing Qin Ming like this, the Devouring Sky Rat felt a faint sense of foreboding rise in its heart.
Sure enough.
Qin Ming immediately continued, "Next, This Seat will refine Primal Pole Mountain, one of the True Spirit Five Peaks Mountain. I also need to decipher that Demon Race golden-script page."
"Now that the True Spirit Bloodline within you has reached one hundred percent purity, I might as well use your True Spirit Essence Blood for the refinement."
The Devouring Sky Rat froze upon hearing this. The news exploded through its mind like a bolt from the blue.
Its little face became gloomy and dreary.
Seeing it like this, Qin Ming said calmly, "What are you afraid of? It is only a few drops of essence blood. This Seat is not taking your life."
"Look at Little Qing. Back then, she voluntarily offered up her True Spirit Essence Blood."
"Th-then... Master, you have to nourish me properly afterward. I'm afraid I won't be able to take it if I become anemic," the Devouring Sky Rat said timidly.
"Fine. This Seat promises you that when those Grade Six Supreme-Grade Spirit Summoning Demon Fruits mature again, you will be rewarded with two first." Qin Ming nodded in agreement.
Upon hearing this, the Devouring Sky Rat's body shuddered. Gritting its teeth, it said, "Deal."
Next.
After much coaxing and persuasion from Qin Ming.
The Devouring Sky Rat endured the pain and offered three drops of pure True Spirit Essence Blood, along with a small bottle of ordinary blood, which would be used to decipher the golden-script page.
It was truly a huge sacrifice.
After offering up its essence blood, the Devouring Sky Rat was greatly weakened. It sprawled limply across the grass, tongue hanging out, looking