"It's here. This thing requires blood to open the door, which is a bit troublesome," Gu Shanhai looked at the ruins in front of him, which he had dug out after quite some effort.
The way to open it was also rather demonic. To obtain the inheritance, one must smear his own blood on the big door.
However, Gu Shanhai was rather stingy with his blood. He often used his own blood for dishes like blood-filled tofu without a problem, since it all ended up in his stomach anyway, but when it came to smearing it out, he was reluctant.
The reason he used his own blood for dishes was simple, it was nutritious. Given the Spirit Plants he cultivated, his flesh and blood were almost like that of a Tang Monk, and if it wasn't for the slow growth that made it uneconomical, he would have considered making some stewed meat or roasted bones.
