Li Fan also scratched his head, "Whatever then, the name really doesn't matter. As for this Blood Infant..."
"It's been locked up long enough, after all, and the amount of demonic arts I inherited is quite plenty. One or two more won't hurt, no big deal."
Li Fan waved his hand grandly, jokingly, "A mere Blood Infant, can it compare to the Thousand-faced Immortal? It'd be impressive if it backfired, perfect for a showdown with the Thousand-faced Immortal. I'm also curious about how effective the puppet given by the system is. It'd be best if someone unsuspecting could test it out, let's see how powerful this Blood Infant is…"
Well, speak of the devil, it's like someone delivers a pillow when you're sleepy—Li Fan casually swept the area with his Divine Sense, and sure enough, he discovered some cultivators fighting nearby. Sigh, out late at night not sleeping but robbing people, such sincere folk indeed.
