"It is said that Prince Yong has fought hundreds of battles, never once defeated! The number of martial arts clans and sects he has trampled underfoot is beyond count. But for some unknown reason, Prince Yong never entered the Heavenly Sect of the North Region back then."
"It's rumored that Prince Yong's ambition is as high as the heavens, seeking to achieve Divine Treasure standings within the martial arts world. However, in his earlier years, he cultivated a martial arts technique that greatly reduced his lifespan. Now, though he's around fifty, he looks like a man of seventy or eighty. It seems that he doesn't have long to live."
"He must have come for the fiendish demon blood essence."
Lu Changsheng's eyes narrowed slightly.
He, too, could deduce Prince Yong's intentions.
"I have a Dao Comprehension Pill here. How about exchanging it for one drop of the fiendish demon blood essence in your possession?"
Prince Yong said in a low voice.
"A single Dao Comprehension Pill?"
