Once again, Su Yu was stupefied. He found that Bai Feng had really gone mad recently. Was he trying to sell his student's weapon to feed himself?0

"Hahaha!" Bai Feng laughed awkwardly and said, "Just kidding! Yes, you can throw it into the blood essence pool and take it out when you reach the Mental Tempering Stage. That old fart has been setting his eyes on our blood essence pool for a while now. I can't even be bothered to entertain him. He even offered 5,000 merit points to enter the room. Dream on!" 0

Su Yu asked, "Teacher, we're not really using that pool for anything else right? 5,000 merit points could be very useful for us right now..." 0

He tried speaking on behalf of Zhao Li.0

But Bai Feng shook his head and said, "That's not the issue. Forget it. You won't understand. Also, that fellow would enter with his half-finished earth-grade weapon. If he tosses that weapon into the pool, the pool would be sucked dry. 5,000 merit points aren't enough for that. Furthermore, even after exhausting all the energy in the pool, his weapon might still...0