"A Demon King, two Middle-Rank Demon Generals, and five Lower-Rank Demon Generals, their Spirit Blood is exceptionally precious. I wonder if, after fusing it with the Mountain Guardian Spirit Beasts from the Spirit Beast Pavilion, it can promote their bloodline progression," Ye Feng mumbled while sitting cross-legged on the rooftop.
"Wow!" Brother Flathead somehow appeared next to Ye Feng, pointing at the dark gold Demon King's Spirit Blood, then at himself.
"Do you want it?" asked Ye Feng.
"Mhm." Brother Flathead nodded and made a sound akin to "mhm" from his nose, his eyes reflecting the golden sheen of the Demon King's Spirit Blood, shining brilliantly.
Ye Feng wasn't stingy.
As Brother Flathead infused the Demon King's Spirit Blood into himself through the point between his eyebrows, his body slightly mutated, becoming bulkier, the white fur on top of his head turned to pale silver, and the divine light in his eyes grew even more dazzling.
