"Let me take a good look..."
Zhang Yao paced to the front of the communal bed, bent down, and extended his finger to touch a young boy's forehead.
A few moments later, he withdrew his finger and shook his head:
"Indeed, a low-grade bloodline!"
Based on the sensation of Primordial Energy, this Demon Cultivator boy's Primordial Energy limit is roughly around two hundred years, only about twice that of a normal Qi Refining Cultivator.
This is enough to show that the bloodline level of the other party is very low, probably at the bottom tier among Demon Cultivators.
However, it's normal for these small families among Demon Cultivators to have low-grade bloodlines; he didn't have much hope in the first place, so he wasn't too disappointed.
The purpose of this trip is more to test the feasibility of this method, in preparation for future plans.
"These Demon Cultivators are truly ugly..."
In the darkness, Zhang Yao stood before the communal bed, looking at the boy sleeping soundly.
