Everyone felt that Su Yu was not lacking in resources.
“He exchanged quite a lot of blood essence...”
At this moment, the middle-aged man saw a line of records again and suddenly said, “Is his divine text related to blood?”
After saying that, he looked at Wu Wenhai.
Wu Wenhai shook his head and said with a smile, “I’m not sure about that. Elder Liu hid it very well. I Can’t ask about a little guy, right?”
At this moment, the middle-aged man connected the blood essence and the divine text together.
Su Yu had very little time to exchange for the blood essence in the early stage, but the real exchange was in the later stage, after condensing the divine text.
“His divine text might be related to the blood essence. Absorbing the blood essence might improve his strength...”
The middle-aged man made a deduction. A new set of information allowed him to see a lot of things that he had not discovered before.
“A genius in the path of divine inscriptions...”
