Hu Lie gazed at the slumbering Lin Tiantian, a trace of indistinct excitement flashing in the depths of his eyes.
Never mind the effects.
Just the flavor alone.
The blood of Lin Tiantian was the ultimate delicacy.
It was only after Lin Tiantian's blood had been drawn time and time again, and too much extraction made it lose the potency to enhance Cultivation, that the delicious taste also disappeared.
Hu Lie had once been quite regretful.
He should never have shared Lin Tiantian's blood with everyone. If it had been his alone, he could have savored it for many more years.
Even though Lin Tiantian's blood no longer offered the miraculous effects to his greatly advanced Cultivation, that sweet flavor was something he found himself missing intensely.
Now that he had been reborn, he could finally feast to his heart's content.
Hu Lie picked up the small knife, staring obsessively at Lin Tiantian's veins, as if he could already see the blood flowing beneath her skin.
