When they heard that Mu Xiaoxiao had entered the true ruins of the Blood Sect,
the three seventh-level Martial Spirits' eyes instantly lit up.
People who merely passed through the area where the strange disease broke out didn't get many Blood Crystals, only three or four each.
But if someone had actually entered the Blood Sect ruins, and was a seventh-level Martial Spirit, then it was likely a different story!
"Junior Sister, hand over your Storage Ring. One hundred drops of Primordial Spirit Liquid per Blood Crystal. We definitely won't shortchange you, hehehe..."
One of the seventh-level Martial Spirits snickered and held out his hand to Mu Xiaoxiao.
"In your dreams! We're not giving you our Blood Crystals!"
Mu Xiaoxiao shouted coldly, refusing without hesitation.
With her personality, she wasn't the type to be easily frightened or bow her head to others.
