"However, the essence and blood that ordinary people could provide were very limited. If that evil spirit wanted to resurrect quickly, absorbing the essence and blood from cultivators would be the best." Ye Qingtang looked at the Apothecary smilingly as she raised her right hand and pointed at her own chest.
Her smile was so charming, but it never reached her eyes.
"Spirit Condensation Mountain Village had attached itself to the Xuanling Sect for years. If there was a tragic massacre in the mountain village, Xuanling Sect would definitely send disciples out here to personally investigate. The essence and blood of cultivators like us would be more nourishing than those three hundred dead souls… Isn't that right, Village Master Wu?"
The Apothecary narrowed his eyes and did not respond.
