"Fifteen thousand-year Spiritual dicines, and you expect to monopolize a sentient ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine? Is it that your head isn’t working, or do you think by batting your eyes at and wiggling your butt, I’d foolishly offer up this sentient ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"What, you want to go back on your word now?" Gong Ningyue’s eyes turned icy as she spoke.
"Going back on my word is out of the question, but... the terms need to be renegotiated," Zhang Xiaohao stated sternly.
"Giggle! Little brother, how would you like to change them?" Gong Ningyue chuckled.
Her beautiful eyes turned frosty, and two sharp lights flashed from the depths before vanishing.
"Put away that nauseating act, or else I won’t mind having a go with you!" Zhang Xiaohao warned.
"Speak! What do you really want?" Gong Ningyue demanded.
"My demands are simple. First, I want all fifteen thousand-year Spiritual dicines, and second, we each get half of this sentient ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine!" Zhang Xiaohao said seriously.
"Giggle! Aren’t you greedy! Even if this palace were to give it to you, do you have the stomach to swallow it all?" Gong Ningyue sneered.
"Whether I can swallow it or not, that’s my business, not yours," Zhang Xiaohao retorted.
"Hmph! You think this palace would agree?" Gong Ningyue said coldly, looking at Zhang Xiaohao.
"Do I need your agreent?" Zhang Xiaohao countered.
As his words fell, a bizarre atmosphere suddenly rose.
The two stood there, calmly facing each other, looking as though they were on the brink of battle at the slightest disagreent.
After a while.
A sharp light flashed in Gong Ningyue’s eyes as she finally spoke.
"I can agree to your terms! But you must agree to a demand of mine as well. Otherwise, forget about getting your hands on this ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine."
"Speak! What’s your condition?" Zhang Xiaohao asked.
"Help eliminate Sect Leader Leng and the others!" Gong Ningyue said solemnly.
"Is that right? Just fifteen thousand-year Spiritual dicines isn’t enough," Zhang Xiaohao said with a playful tone.
Eliminating Sect Leader Leng and his group wasn’t taken to heart at all.
Both parties were natural enemies, and even if Gong Ningyue hadn’t brought it up, Zhang Xiaohao would have taken the opportunity to kill Sect Leader Leng in the tomb.
Otherwise.
Once his identity was exposed, if those surnad Leng attacked stealthily.
He himself might not fear, but Xue’er and the others would be in danger.
"What do you want?" Gong Ningyue asked with a cold face.
"Double the thousand-year Spiritual dicines! A complete ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine!" Zhang Xiaohao said, enunciating each word seriously.
"You’re asking for the moon, dreaming!" Gong Ningyue huffed.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Xiaohao shrugged.
"Huff!" Gong Ningyue exhaled deeply, her eyes flashing as she spoke.
"I can agree to the thousand-year Spiritual dicines, on top of the original fifteen, I’ll add another fifteen! But as for the ten-thousand-year Spiritual dicine, that’s out of the question. This palace must have at least half," Gong Ningyue said earnestly.
"That’s still not enough!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Hmph! Don’t get too greedy!" Gong Ningyue snapped.
"I haven’t even started, how do you know what size it is?" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.
"Like this! Once this is done, I’ll allow you access to Tianyin Sect’s treasury. You can take as much as you can carry," Gong Ningyue offered, her eyes shifting.
"Are you sure?" Zhang Xiaohao looked at her with amusent.
"Hmph! Let’s be clear first, you are not to use any external aids," Gong Ningyue stated.
"Agreed! Now, give those fifteen thousand-year Spiritual dicines," Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Take them!" Gong Ningyue said.
With a pat on her waist, she took out the fifteen thousand-year Spiritual dicines and casually tossed them to Zhang Xiaohao.
Zhang Xiaohao grasped with his palm, capturing fifteen millennium-old Spiritual dicines in his hand.
He frowned, these Spiritual dicines, though a thousand years old, were all rubbish, useless things.
Not to ntion compared to the two-thousand-year-old Red Fruit he had before, even the thousand-year-old ginseng completely outclassed them.
Even if all these Spiritual dicines were added together, their value probably wouldn’t match that of a single thousand-year-old ginseng.
"You really are sothing, aren’t you?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold laugh.
Without much thought, he stuffed these millennium-old Spiritual dicines into his chest, but in reality, he was collecting them into the Shennong Ring.
"Giggle! You didn’t specify what kind of millennium-old Spiritual dicine! Besides, aren’t all these dicines a thousand years old?" Gong Ningyue said, batting her eyelashes.
"Yes, they certainly are millennium-old Spiritual dicines!" Zhang Xiaohao said through clenched teeth.
In his heart, he sneered, just you wait, when it’s ti for to enter your Tianyin Sect’s treasury, I’ll see how I’ll clean it out, not leaving even a single hair for you.
"It’s getting late, ti to fetch that ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine. I will perform the ritual to break the seal’s power, and you stand guard. Once the seal’s power is broken, you must capture that ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine with the fastest speed," Gong Ningyue instructed.
"Okay!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
The two lightly tapped their feet and flew toward the flowerbed.
After a few flashes, they landed around the flowerbed.
The flowerbed was quite large, nearly ten ters in diater.
A three-foot tall green Spiritual dicine, sensing Zhang Xiaohao and the other approaching, seed to feel a fatal threat.
It frantically collided here and there within the flowerbed.
If it weren’t for the seal trapping it, it would have probably fled without a trace by now.
"You go to the back, I’ll be at the front. Even if it tries to escape, we can capture it imdiately!" Gong Ningyue said.
"Mhm." Zhang Xiaohao nodded, his feet tapping the ground, and he was already behind the flowerbed.
Overwhelming Soul Power surged out of his body and set up a large Array around the flowerbed, guarding against the escape of the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine.
"Good, make your move!" Zhang Xiaohao reminded.
"Mhm." Gong Ningyue nodded.
She slapped her waist with her hand and took out a dark red Compass.
"Hmph! Don’t make a fuss, this is a Talisman Treasure Compass, specifically used to break through these kinds of sealing Arrays! Its power is great indeed, but it can only be used once! After one use, it will self-destruct," noticing Zhang Xiaohao’s gaze, Gong Ningyue explained.
She tapped with one hand and slapped it down with the other.
Hum!
The dark red Compass spun rapidly, bursting forth with ten thousand rays of red light.
These eerie rays ford mysterious symbols that descended upon the sealing power.
"Break for , now!" Gong Ningyue growled low.
She tapped once more.
Boom!
Under her control, the dark red Compass exploded directly.
The red light swept out, destroying all the sealing power in front of her.
"Not good! That ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine is trying to escape, capture it quickly!" Seeing the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine attempting to flee, Gong Ningyue called out in alarm.
"Hmph! Trying to run? Did you ask ?" Zhang Xiaohao said with a lift of his mouth, contemptuously.
Moving with the Twelve Heavenly Steps, he pushed his body movent skills to the limit.
With a flash, he surged forward swiftly.
A surge of overwhelming Soul Power swept out, combined with the Great Seizing Hand, he directly captured the elusive ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine.
His hand seals changed, casting out one incantation after another, sealing up the ten-thousand-year-old Spiritual dicine.
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