Rebirth of the Cultivation Devil

"Alright, enough playing around."

Ye Qingfeng smiled and gently pinched Tang Duoduo’s soft palm.

Then, his gaze focused on the stage.

As the auctioneer Yuan Guo brought up the final item.

Ye Qingfeng’s eyes immediately lit up.

"The Mixed Blood Fruit!"

Seeing the plate, crystalline and transparent, with red threads like blood running through it.

Ye Qingfeng let out a soft exclamation.

If on Earth, the Mixed Blood Fruit was merely a rare fruit used for healing serious injuries.

Then in Ye Qingfeng’s hands, it was something that could elevate his physique to a higher level.