Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3819: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Strength
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 600: The Son Doesn't Know the Father
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 304: Test
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 226: Deal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1137- Doesn't matter if you agree
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 929: Hidden Estate
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1136- Give them 10%
I, The Dragon Overlord
Chapter 667 - Angel Descends by Our Side
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 26: The Demon King Domain’s Little Provision Store Opens!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 599: The Sky Isn't Bright Yet, What to Do
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
The Vermillion Bird was dumbstruck at the prospect of handing over a twelfth of her essence blood.
Biologically speaking, the Vermillion Bird was more than ten thousand years old, but her mind had only been reborn today, so she was psychologically an infant. While her ancient bloodline had brought this to the level of a young girl, she was still no match for Tang Jie in a battle of wits.
In this exchange of words, she had been utterly routed.
Even though she had lost, she still didn't give in. Stomping her feet, she shouted, "No, no, absolutely not!"
Deep down, the Vermillion Bird knew that this was too important a decision to make lightly.
Tang Jie was in no rush. He sweetly smiled and said, "I know that taking a twelfth of your essence blood all at once will have too much of an effect on you."
"So long as you realize that." The Vermillion Bird was on the verge of tears.
"Since that's the case, we can change the method. What do you think about installment payments?"
"'Installment payments'?" She had never heard this term before.
Tang Jie gave her a general explanation of installment payments and then said, "Look—you can pay out that twelfth of essence blood over five hundred years. In this way, you only have to give an extremely small amount of essence blood every year… about… Yes, Sacred Beasts normally have around ten thousand drops of essence blood, right?"
"That's way too much. Even a Sacred Beast at its prime has only around three thousand. As for me, since I'm restricted from entering Void Returning, I have only 999 drops of essence blood, and not a single drop more," the Vermillion Bird responded, innocently revealing her bottom line.
Tang Jie did some calculations. "Then let's just use one thousand drops. One twelfth is 83.3, and if it's returned over five hundred years, it would be about one drop of essence blood every six years. In this way, you won't have to worry about your cultivation level falling."
"Yeah, we can do that!" The Vermil
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Is this a little retirement home the Martial Lord made for himself? Or something else?