Eternal Blood Emperor

Chapter 71 Arriving in Sand City
After traveling for half a day, Wang Ruoxie and Tang Miaoyin finally arrived at the underground blood cave.

Here, is a dilapidated small ancient city, and most of the buildings in the city are only made of earth and stone.

From time to time, a strong wind blows, bringing up bursts of yellow sand. Therefore, this ancient city is also called the Sand City.

Around the sand city, there is an endless desert with rolling yellow sand, which makes the air and environment here extremely uncomfortable.

However, even so, the sand city is still very prosperous. This is because the entrance to the underground blood cave is in the sand city.

However, it is precisely because of this that the strength of those who come to Shacheng will not be too weak, and martial arts in the Qi-entraining realm will not even dare to enter easily.

Although Shacheng is not very far from Wangcheng, it still appears extremely chaotic, and fighting and fighting can be seen almost everywhere.

Even, maybe when you are walking on the road, you are suddenly killed and your belongings are robbed.

At this time, both Wang Ruoxie and Tang Miaoyin raised their feet and walked towards the Shacheng.

However, just as they were about to enter the city, two figures came out from the city gate.

These are two middle-aged men, one has a scar on his face, and the other is as black as coal. There are sneer smiles on the corners of their mouths, obviously they are not kind.

"If you want to enter Sand City, everyone has to hand over one low-grade spirit stone. The two of you need two low-grade spirit stones."

The man with the scar said indifferently to Wang Ruoxie and Tang Miaoyin.

"As far as I know, Shacheng doesn't have a rule of collecting city fees."

Tang Miaoyin frowned slightly, and said coldly.

Wang Ruoxie also frowned. They naturally had two low-grade spirit stones. Even if it was 20 yuan or even 200 yuan low-grade spirit stones, they could get them out, but they would never let others blackmail them.

"Beauty, if you don't have a spirit stone, let me kiss you, and I'll let you in, how about it?"

The black-faced man looked at Tang Miaoyin with an evil smile, and said.

Hearing the black-faced man's words, Tang Miaoyin's beautiful eyes flashed a cold look.

However, Wang Ruoxie found it funny. If this guy knew that the woman in front of him was the seventh princess of the royal family, he would dare to be so presumptuous.

"Boy, it's a pity that you are not a beauty, so you must hand over a low-grade spirit stone."

The man with the scar sneered at Wang Ruoxie and said.

"If I don't pay it."

Wang Ruoxie smiled indifferently and replied.

"If you don't, I will kill you."

The man with the scar snorted coldly, and as his words fell, a violent breath swept out of him.

Immediately afterwards, a big knife appeared in his hand, without any hesitation, he directly slashed towards Wang Ruoxie.

"laugh!"

However, in the next moment, with a light bang, a head fell to the ground.

"Scar..."

Seeing this scene, the black-faced man's face changed drastically, and he looked at Wang Ruoxie with horrified eyes.

He originally thought that the man and woman in front of him were soft persimmons, and planned to get some spirit stones from them, but he didn't expect that he would provoke evil stars.

"You come, or am I?"

Wang Ruoxie asked Tang Miaoyin.

"give it to me."

Tang Miaoyin nodded slightly, and then sheathed the long sword, beheading the black-faced man with ease.

In Shacheng, there are no rules, and strength is everything. This is a paradise for the strong and a hell for the weak.

Those who came to Shacheng either killed or were killed.

The two ignored the corpses on the ground and continued walking towards Shacheng.

"Sure enough, the people who came to Shacheng are not weak."

After entering Shacheng, Wang Ruoxie discovered that the passers-by had at least the first-level cultivation of the Yuan Transformation Realm, and it was almost difficult to see the martial cultivators of the Qi-Entraining Realm.

Moreover, this sand city is much more prosperous than he imagined, with people coming and going, and the shops on both sides of the road, there are also constant sounds of bargaining and selling, which seems quite lively.

Different from other cities, almost everyone here is armed with swords and other weapons, and there are even many people wearing armor, who seem to be ready to fight at any time.

As for the items sold in those shops, they are basically all cultivation resources, as well as weapons, armor, shields and other utensils.

"Boss, how do you sell this bottle of fire lion blood essence?"

At this moment, Wang Ruoxie heard a voice coming from the shop ahead, which made his eyes light up.

The fire lion beast, a third-tier medium monster, is comparable in strength to a martial artist in the middle stage of Huayuan realm.

If he devours and refines the blood essence of this fire lion beast, he will definitely be able to break through to the Huayuan realm in the shortest possible time.

"Go in and have a look."

Wang Ruoxie said something to Tang Miaoyin, and then the two stepped forward and walked into the shop.

The blood of monsters can be condensed into blood pills to assist martial arts in cultivating qi and blood.

And the blood of monster beasts can be used as materials for alchemy, weapon refining, formation, and even some martial arts can directly absorb and refine the blood of monster beasts through special secret methods to improve their cultivation base and strength.

On the counter of the shop, there were many porcelain vases. Judging from the labels on the porcelain vases, they all contained the blood essence of various monsters.

Obviously, this is a store that specializes in selling the blood of monsters.

For Wang Ruoxie, the blood essence of monsters is a cultivation resource, a treasure that can directly improve his cultivation. As long as he has enough blood essence, he can continuously improve his cultivation.

It's just that, with the improvement of cultivation, the level of blood essence of monsters required is getting higher and higher, and the higher the level of blood essence of monsters is, the more precious it is.

Even if it's just the blood essence of a third-tier low-level monster, a bottle is worth ten low-grade spirit stones.

As for the blood essence of a third-tier medium monster, a bottle of low-grade spirit stones would cost at least 100 yuan, and there was no market for the price.

Wang Ruoxie looked up and saw a young man bargaining with the owner of the store. The item that the young man wanted to buy was the blood essence of the fire lion beast.

"Boss, you only have ten drops of fire lion beast blood in this bottle at most, but you have to sell two hundred low-grade spirit stones, which is too expensive."

The young man said to the middle-aged boss.

Many people around also nodded secretly. Although the fire lion beast is one of the strongest monsters among the third-level medium monsters, it is indeed too expensive to sell two hundred low-grade spirit stones for ten drops of blood essence.

"Ten drops of the blood essence of an ordinary fire lion beast are indeed not worth two hundred low-grade spirit stones, but what about the blood essence of the fire lion king?"

The boss smiled lightly and said.

"What...it turned out to be the blood essence of the Fire Lion King."

Hearing the boss's words, everyone's eyes froze.

The fire lion king, the king of fire lion beasts, is comparable in strength to martial arts in the late Huayuan stage.

If this bottle is really the blood essence of the Fire Lion King, then the price of two hundred low-grade spirit stones is not only not high, but too low.

A strange color flashed in Wang Ruoxie's eyes. He was naturally very clear that although the fire lion king still belonged to the fire lion beast, his strength and blood were far beyond that of ordinary fire lion beasts.

It is precisely because of this that the energy contained in the blood of the Fire Lion King is even comparable to ordinary third-order high-level monsters.

"Boss, if this is really the blood essence of the Fire Lion King, even if there are only ten drops, it should be worth far more than two hundred low-grade spirit stones, right?"

The young man looked at the boss suspiciously, and spoke again.

(End of this chapter)