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"You want dragon blood?"
Hearing these words, a hint of surprise surfaced on Vice Leader Tong Yao's face. He looked straight at Long Bufan and asked, "What do you want the dragon blood for?"
"What else can I do? I'm cultivating, of course."
Long Bufan smiled indifferently, extended a finger and said: "I do not need much. I believe that one hundred drops of dragon blood shouldn't be too difficult for Your Highness."
Mu Yao's face sunk. Seemingly feeling that Long Bufan's request was a little too much, his appetite grew a little bit.
After all, Dragon's Blood was a very rare and valuable resource for their Royal Family. Currently, the Imperial Beast Courtyard only had a total of a few dozen ancient Vicious Beasts, and all of them were beasts with a part of the dragon race's bloodline inheritance.
As these Demonic Beast s that contained dragon blood were extremely rare, the Royal families could only maintain their resources in a captive way. Every once in a while, they would absorb a small amount of dragon blood from their bodies.
Based on the current situation, each year, the production of dragon blood was only close to a hundred drops. But the entire royal family had more than a million members. For such a shocking number to be allocated a hundred drops of dragon blood, one could imagine how scarce the resources were.
However, right now, Long Bufan's current condition of asking for a hundred drops of dragon blood in one go made Vice Captain Yao feel that he had gone overboard. Thinking back to when he had chosen to follow His Highness First Prince, even he did not dare to ask so loudly.
"I will help you pass this need to His Highness First Prince."
After a brief moment of thought, Nie Yan shook his head and said, "However, I need to remind you that a hundred drops of dragon blood is impossible. If it's only ten drops of dragon blood, then perhaps there might be some hope."
Hearing this, Long Bufan laughed noncommittally, and said confidently: "You just need to tell First Prince, with a hundred drops of dragon blood, I can cultivate an Eight-winged Dragon Blood Demon King for him!"
"Hmm?!"
Hearing Long Bufan's words, Tong Yao's Vice Leader was slightly startled, as he stared at Long Bufan in bewilderment. Originally, it was already extremely difficult for this fellow to cultivate to the six wings form with his low caste background.
But now, this boy had actually spoken such arrogant words. He only needed a hundred drops of dragon blood to advance to the level of the Eight-winged Dragon Blood King. This was the same level as him. This was simply laughable!
Thinking of this, Tong Yao's face turned cold and disdainful. "I originally thought you were a smart person, but now it looks like you're just boasting about yourself for the sake of getting benefits!"
Long Bufan's eyes slightly narrowed, but he still spoke apathetically: "There is no need for you to evaluate who I am, since First Prince has asked you to come here to do something, you only need to tell me!"
"You ?"
Then, he let out a cold laugh, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, I really want to see if First Prince will accept this condition of yours. Truly a fellow who doesn't know how to appreciate favors."
As the leader of a legion, he paid the most attention to pragmatism, and did not spout empty words. She was not good enough, but wanted to obtain more resources!
And at this time, due to the stubborn resistance of the Royal s present, the dozen or so eight-winged powerhouses were unable to carry out a search operation within a short period of time.