Qin Ming absorbed a lot of black stones, more than a thousand of the ninth-grade black stones, and countless eight-grade black stones. If all of them were in the blood, the energy contained in ordinary blood should be at least equivalent to that of the eighth-grade black stones.

"No." Qin Ming shook his head and didn't explain much, he didn't want people to know that there was a space in his mind.

It's not that he wants to hide it from Jin Zhizhi, but from everyone. He feels that this space will be of great use to him, and it may be related to his breakthrough to the Supreme.

Telling one person is equivalent to telling everyone. Warriors are very taboo to reveal their hole cards to others.

Jin Zhizhi didn't continue to ask, she searched in the interspatial ring and found a jade box, "Use this to hold it."

The material of this jade box is special, it can even hold burning flames directly, and it will definitely not be a problem to hold Qin Ming's ordinary blood.

Qin Ming dripped blood into the jade box, and sure enough the jade box would not be burned.

Since it will not be burned, and there is a lot of space in the jade box, Qin Ming also shed some more blood in the jade box, so that the Jinxuan macaques can study their mood.

For him, shedding a little blood is nothing, he often fights and bleeds a lot.

"Enough, enough." Seeing Qin Ming's blood flow into the jade box, Jin Zhizhi hurriedly stopped it.

Qin Ming nodded, but he didn't stop the movements in his hands. He stopped the bleeding for himself when the jade box was completely filled.

Looking at the box full of blood, Jin Zhizhi felt distressed, "Qin Ming, I'm just studying your blood, you don't need so much."

"It's okay, just get more." Qin Ming shook his head with a smile, "I was injured far more than this little blood in a single battle. I'm used to getting hurt. It doesn't matter to me."

"My blood should be able to be preserved for a long time. Even if I can't research results now, I can wait until later to continue the research."

"Besides, my blood can be used as black stones, which can be regarded as storing some black stones for the Jinxuan macaques. When my martial arts realm breaks through to the Supreme Realm, I will definitely leave a lot of blood for the Jinxuan macaques."

If it wasn't for the precious blood, even a single drop would hurt him, so he would give the Jinxuan macaque a drop of his own blood as a favor to the Jinxuan macaque.

He owed a lot of favors to the Jinxuan Macaque Clan, and he could repay a little bit.

"En." Jin Zhizhi nodded heavily, and she looked at Qin Ming's wound with distress. If possible, he was injured for Qin Ming.

Qin Ming felt that this bit of blood was nothing. Judging from his tone, bleeding was commonplace.

She rarely bleeds, and occasionally she bleeds because she is not careful.

He has never been injured and bled in battle with anyone, which may be why his martial arts strength is far behind Qin Ming's.

A warrior is to baptize himself in battle, in life and death.

She is not a real warrior, just because she has a good bloodline.

Although she knew that this little blood was nothing to Qin Ming, she still felt distressed. If possible, she wanted to return the blood to Qin Ming, but how could the blood that flowed out be taken back.

"Okay." Qin Ming patted Jin Zhizhi on the back of his hand, telling her not to feel sorry for herself, and put the box away.

He already felt the high temperature of his blood, because the surrounding plants seemed to be affected by the blood, slowly withering and turning yellow.