1088 Great Success Stage

The man with the mustache rubbed his chin, and a trace of craftiness flashed through his eyes.

"You don't seem to have anything on you that you can give me." The man with the mustache sized up Qin Yu.

This was the truth. Although Qin Yu had many treasures on him, these treasures weren't worth mentioning in the eyes of the man with the mustache.

"How about this, you give me three drops of blood essence, how about it?" The man with the mustache said with a smile.

"Three drops of blood essence?" Qin Yu frowned slightly.

Although blood essence was very important to cultivators, Qin Yu's three drops of blood essence didn't seem to be of much use.

"Okay." Qin Yu agreed without thinking.

As long as he could get the divine sense of the more than ten thousand Martial Marquises, three drops of blood essence was nothing.

After saying this, Qin Yu was about to force out his blood essence and give it to the man with the mustache.