"It's really hard!"
Others also marveled, the vines of the Bloodthirsty Mandrake were so tough, what would its trunk be like?
Ying Yue didn't find it strange, as the physical body of the Bloodthirsty Mandrake is comparable to a Daoist Lord's Supreme Treasure, extremely hard. The Great Saint Sun's current physical body is only at the level of a Daoist Lord's Spiritual Treasure, naturally unable to tear off the vines of the Bloodthirsty Mandrake!
"Ying Yue, that blood sac you mentioned..."
Great Saint Sun looked at Ying Yue, eyes blazing like light bulbs, full of desire, remembering Ying Yue's previous words.
Everyone else looked at Ying Yue with great anticipation.
"Hehe!"
Ying Yue chuckled, and under the expectant eyes of everyone, tore open the body of the Bloodthirsty Mandrake, taking out blood sacs one by one.
These blood sacs were the size of basketballs, entirely snow-white, like peeled lychees, enticingly white, emitting a mouth-watering exotic fragrance.
