Isabella opened a stone box, revealing Achilles' heart inside.

The layer of flames covering the surface of his heart made Qin Mo frown. He remembered that he had clearly absorbed all the flames from his heart.

Looking at the composed vampire princess before him, Qin Mo estimated the odds of winning a life-or-death battle with her, and finally gave up the idea of ​​fighting to the death.

"I'll clean it up for you, then you can suck it dry and let me go!"

You still owe me two jugs of blood!

"What do I owe you? You're the one who owes me!"

"I owe you a favor, and since you lost just now, you naturally owe me two jugs of blood!" Isabel pursed her lips tightly, looking incredibly stubborn, but actually she was trying to keep her little fangs from showing.

She couldn't understand why she couldn't control her drooling when she saw Qin Mo, just like those underage vampire girls.

Qin Mo was furious, but eventually she obediently began to deal with Achilles' heart.

The crystallized heart is extremely hard, and it is surrounded by a layer of fire that can melt any substance. Even if its outer skin is broken, it is difficult to remove the blood droplet intact, as the high temperature will evaporate the fragile blood droplet.

Qin Mo summoned Little Nirvana Flame, which began to continuously absorb the flames, then extracted drops of purplish-black blood. The whole process was extremely troublesome, and it wasn't until nightfall that the cleanup was completed.

The heart fragments, now thoroughly cleansed, first turned into crystalline powder, then slowly faded to grayish-white. The final mark of this legendary elf vanished into the world.

Looking at the half-bowl of purplish-black blood emanating a terrifying aura, Qin Mo couldn't help but think it was poison, yet the vampires considered it a great tonic—it was truly incomprehensible.

Qin Mo then painfully cut open her own palm, releasing two jars of blood, which she then handed to Isabel.

Isabel's expression turned serious. After taking the blood, she hesitated for a long time before solemnly saying to Qin Mo, "Do me a favor!"

"We agreed on just two pots, don't go too far!" Qin Mo jumped up and said angrily.

"No, if I die, cremate my body so it doesn't fall into other people's hands."