"Peacock Saint Master," the Vajra Ape Clan Leader, seeing that a tough approach was useless, immediately softened his stance to the Peacock Saint Master, "Please forgive our petty mistakes and let us off this one time. Our clans will all be grateful and indebted to you!"
"Grateful and indebted, huh," the Peacock Saint Master said with a cold laugh, "I don't want to be too ruthless, so here's what we'll do, each of your clans can give me a hundred drops of Holy Blood and you'll be allowed to leave safely."
A hundred drops of Holy Blood!
The expressions on the faces of the clan leaders instantly froze.
For any of their clans, this was a fortune!
This Peacock Saint Master, is she trying to bleed them dry!
"What, you don't agree?"
The Peacock Saint Master's eyes narrowed, "If I were to kill all of you, I would get more than just that amount of Holy Blood, wouldn't I?"
"To kill one of you and extract a hundred thousand drops of Holy Blood should be more than enough."
