The answer felt obvious.
The stronger the beast, the more valuable its body.
Its blood.
Its bones.
Its organs.
Its spirit core.
Everything possessed value.
Bloodhill Forest alone contained enough targets to support her ambitions.
The issue wasn't the supply.
The issue was the buyers.
Only kings and emperors possessed enough wealth to purchase such treasures repeatedly.
She had already squeezed more than 40 million gold coins from Alexander Phoenix.
Even an emperor of such a big empire couldn't endlessly produce money from thin air. He needed money to maintain the Empire, after all.
For a while, the Phoenix Empire would need time to recover, which meant she needed another customer.
Another royal family.
Another empire.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
"Perhaps the Leon Empire…"
The idea settled quietly inside her thoughts.
Hours passed.
The helicopter continued its journey through the night sky.
