"Shi Liu, is this your partner? How come there's a Mortal Blood Demon Race?"
Within that unfamiliar Ancient Blood Demon Race squad, there was a Tiger Demon with an imposing presence, carrying a peculiar tiger-head broadsword on its back.
Its aura was incredibly strong. In Wang Wu's perception, it was powerful enough to easily suppress Yuan Bupu, who had made significant progress during his four-month seclusion.
Moreover, Wang Wu deeply suspected that Yuan Bupu was hoarding resources meant for them to advance his own cultivation.
"Ancient blood or mortal blood, they're all part of the Demon Race. As long as there's enough loyalty and decent growth potential, they can all be our partners."
Xiong Shiliu smiled slightly. What he said was more refined but lacked the previous seductive effect, clearly indicating that his Enchanting Heart Demon Technique had further improved.
