The name of the Jiangshi alone was descriptive enough.
It was a specialized creation, requiring careful manipulation of both form and function. The transformation of the head alone demanded precision needing fusion between beast parts and human parts. And the internal structures needed to support its feeding mechanisms made it even more complex.
Few within the sect bothered with such designs anymore.
The elders who could make something like that had little interest in dealing with Master Swamp Leech, and their relationships with him were far from amicable.
Han Yu, on the other hand, had no such reservations.
If the price was right, he worked.
And the price had been more than right.
Master Swamp Leech had paid generously, without attempting to bargain or exploit. For all his unsettling appearance, he conducted transactions with a level of clarity that Han Yu appreciated.
'At least he pays properly,' Han Yu thought. 'He's not a leech in matters of money thankfully.'
