At this time, the eight treasurers and the little prince Zao Wou-Ki stared at Li Xuan again, waiting for him to say something else. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Dragoneater, Blazing Cloud, Nine-Foot Dragon......"

Unexpectedly, Li Xuan actually said a series of names of fierce beasts in one breath.

These beasts were told to him by the old man with a hunchback.

The divine power of purple sand mud comes from the flesh and blood of these fierce beasts.

Therefore, as long as he can get the blood of any of these fierce beasts and pour it into the purple sand mud, he can shorten the interval between two cultivation elixirs, and even cultivate more than two hundred elixirs, which is the ultimate goal of his descent this time.

The eight shopkeepers were immediately stunned, but they didn't expect that what Li Xuan wanted was the blood of these fierce beasts.

These beasts are terrifying killing machines.

I don't know how many secular people, even some advanced cultivators, were killed by them.

Ordinary people can't dodge, how can they take the initiative to provoke.

Not to mention getting their blood after killing.

At this time, the eight shopkeepers looked at each other, and they all fell into silence, completely unexpecting Li Xuan to ask for such a rare thing.

Looking at this scene, Li Xuan couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

The blood of these fierce beasts, although scarce, has always been priceless, and there are very few people who are interested in this kind of thing.

At most, when some pill masters refine medicines, they are just some dispensable adjuvants.

The eight shopkeepers saw that Li Xuan seemed to be very interested in the blood of this fierce beast, and they all guessed what Li Xuan was buying these things for.

Although the little prince Zhao Wouji is the manager of the Tianshu Office of the Great Zhao Kingdom's cultivation organization, the middle-aged Taoist behind him is still in charge of the specific things.

"What's the matter, isn't there such a thing in my dignified Zhao royal family?"

Seeing that the shopkeeper of the Eight Great Chambers of Commerce couldn't take it out, this was a godsend for him, so he asked unwillingly.

"Congratulations to the prince, originally what this little Taoist friend wanted, our Tianshu Department usually does not reserve, but a few months ago, I went out with the seniors of the Dao Human Realm, and happened to meet a few dragon eating beast young beasts, and after killing them, I didn't get anything valuable from their bodies, so I kept a heart and took its blood back, a total of thirty pots!"

The middle-aged Taoist explained.

"What, thirty pots!"

The little prince couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Hearing this, Li Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and the eight shopkeepers were also shocked.

"Go, go get it and have a look!"

Zhao Wuji hurriedly ordered the middle-aged Taoist to fetch it.

The middle-aged Taoist was ordered to walk like a fly, and after a while, he took a Qiankun bag, and handed a one-foot-high tin pot to Li Xuan.

Li Xuan pulled the spout of the pot open, sensing the breath of blood.

"Hmph, I'm still wondering, since the Dragon-Eater is known as the Dragon-Eater, its ferocity can be imagined, with the means of a mere secular monk, even if it encounters a young beast, how can it be possible to kill it! Judging from the breath of this blood, this is not a pure-bred Dragon-Eater at all!"

In the pagoda, the arched old man secretly transmitted the message to Li Xuan.

When Li Xuan heard this, he was disappointed.

"However, even if it's not a purebred drake, it's always useful, so buy it!"

The hunchbacked old man added.