Douluo: People are in the noumenon sect, and the sum of all martial soul sects is

Chapter 20 What?Give us [-] million more every year?You can't do it, you can't do it!

The main square hall of the Noumenon Sect has been reduced to rubble by the chaotic impact. Disciples coming and going are carrying rubble to clean up the scene. Guests are quickly contacting the sect to ask them to send more generous gifts.

The emergence of Poisonous Death can be said to have set off a huge wave that could subvert the soul of heaven. Dragon God Douluo Muen has become a legend, but this other legend who should have died, but in the young sect leader's enthronement ceremony Reappearing on the mainland, there is no doubt that the three strongest forces in the mainland will be reshuffled.

Then for Huo Yuhao, the young sect master who was loved by the two peak Douluo, the value should be re-evaluated.

Didn't you notice that even the patron saint of the Heavenly Soul Empire was fawning over you?

The disciples who were working and the guests stretched their necks and looked quietly at the young man standing with his hands behind his back, and Lu Chengkun who was slightly bent over opposite him.

"The young sect master is serious. The Tianhun body sect is one family, so why do you say such a polite thing? Since the young sect master has this intention, then I have to express it."

After spending many years in the Tianhun officialdom, Huo Yuhao's words were a naked threat and blackmail, but this patron saint was not angry but happy.

It's good to be good, but I'm afraid that this kid is a fool and refuses to give him any chance, so he will get angry and directly clamor to leave the Tianhun Empire.

With Huo Yuhao's attitude, the two of them, Poison Undead and Poison Will Die, probably followed the little ancestor without saying a word.

Isn’t that the end of the world?
"what?"

But before Lu Chengkun could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao opened his mouth in surprise, "5000 million gold soul coins, I can't use them, I can't use them. Senior, this is too much. I, Huo Yuhao, really can't bear it, hurry up. Take it back!”

The young man shook his head righteously.

But that slightly immature hand stopped in front of Lu Chengkun impartially.

The latter was stunned for a moment, and then almost trembled with anger.

5000 million!
Why don’t you go and grab it! !

I only give you a year's funding of more than [-] million, how dare you ask for half a year's funding from the Noumenon Sect? ?

but.
Compared with the risk of leaving the Noumenon Sect, 5000 million gold soul coins is not unacceptable.

Lu Chengkun tremblingly took out a shining golden card from his arms and said with a forced smile: "Young Sect Leader, this is something."

"Oh, senior is too polite, so junior would rather be respectful than obey!"

The sparkling gold card was still warm, and it changed hands instantly. Huo Yuhao played with it casually, then threw it to the elder who had mocked him before without hesitation, and smiled meaningfully.

Five and a half million gold soul coins?

There you have it! ?

Everyone stretched their necks, feeling that this world was too absurd.

That is the kind of wealth that can allow a small sect to have no worries about food, clothing, clothing, and cultivation for more than ten years!
But the young sect master didn't even take a second look and just threw it out!
For a moment, the sect leaders of those small sects were extremely jealous.

The elder was on pins and needles, feeling that what he was holding in his hand was not a gold card, but a red-hot soldering iron weighing over a thousand kilograms.

He previously mocked Huo Yuhao for bringing his whole family to work for him if he could earn 5000 million within a year, but now, the young man has achieved this shocking achievement in less than one minute.

That yourself.
Just when the elder was in a dilemma, he looked up and saw four deep black eyes.

Poison will kill you: "A member of the Noumenon Sect."

Poison will not kill you: "Keep your word."

The elder wanted to cry but had no tears.

"5000 million, 5000 million. In the blink of an eye, the young sect master will come over with 5000 million!!"

"I declare that the Young Sect Master is the only true god of the Noumenon Sect!"

The commotion among the students was much more obvious. It was impossible for even the richest among them to get a huge amount of wealth like 5000 million gold soul coins just like this.Long Aotian also looked excited.

Fifty million gold soul coins was certainly a considerable amount, but what impressed him most was the young sect leader's free and easy behavior that treated money like dirt!

5000 million!Just throw it away without any nostalgia!

Sure enough, this is the young sect leader!
However, they didn't understand that Huo Yuhao's appetite was much more than that.

"Senior Lu is worthy of being the patron saint of the Tianhun Empire. He is indeed as admirable as the Optimus Pillar!"

"No, no, the young sect master is truly a promising young man, especially his way of dealing with others, which is simply perfect!"

During the banquet in the high pavilion, Huo Yuhao and Lu Chengkun were smiling and talking to each other about business, like a pair of old friends who had known each other for many years.

If the poison doesn't kill the poison, the two of them plus a little princess will feel a chill all over their bodies.

Both of them were obviously laughing, so why couldn't they feel any warmth at all?
"I said I won't die."

Du Bishui pursed his lips towards Huo Yuhao, who was having a passionate conversation with Lu Chengkun, with a strange look on his face, "You are a guy like Xiao Yuhao who is so talented, has a weird and powerful martial spirit, has such a good nature, is thick-skinned and has a dark heart, what the hell are you doing?" Where did you find it?"

Du BuShu listened happily at first, but the more he listened, the more uncomfortable he became. He glared at his brother angrily: "Why are you talking? You're so sleepy, brother, why is Yuhao so thick-skinned and so dark-hearted? He's just You are eight years old, maybe you are good at communicating with others?"

Poison will kill: "."

Fortunately, Xiao Yuhao is on my side, otherwise our younger brother would have been killed by others at some point.

However, does he really want to lead the Noumenon Sect away from Tianhun?
The old and responsible former sect leader touched his chin, thoughtfully.

Judging from his many years of experience in governing the sect, this plan should not be as good as it sounds.

Yes, of course it is not that beautiful, it can even be said to be difficult.

If Huo Yuhao heard that poison will lead to death, he would definitely give him a thumbs up. There are still normal people in the Noumenon Sect.

First of all, the Noumenon Sect has been bound to Tianhun for too long. Many of its disciples are mostly natives of Tianhun, and their families are also from the Tianhun Empire.

If they were asked to accept Xingluo Douling's commission, they would definitely be dissatisfied.

Moreover, other powerful countries may not trust this sect that has been tied to Tianhun from the beginning. Once long-term trust is established, no one knows what time will come.

Lu Chengkun was just blinded by this move he had never seen before, and his mind was filled with only the stakes. When he woke up, he would soon realize what was wrong.

Therefore, Huo Yuhao has only one purpose, and that is to take advantage of this opportunity to make a profit!

"Senior Lu Zhuguo"

Huo Yuhao's face was full of enthusiastic smile, but what he said made Lu Chengkun's heart tremble.

"You are indispensable for the return of the master of the Poisonous Death Sect. If it weren't for the Noumenon Sect being too poor, I would definitely do it."

The smile remains the same, the tone remains the same, and even the lines don’t bother to change.

But Lu Chengkun was stared at by those four black eyes, so he could only grit his teeth and press his trembling liver back, forcing a smile on his face, "Young Master"

"What? [-] million more per year? It's impossible to do, it's absolutely impossible!"

Before he could finish speaking, Huo Yuhao let out an exaggerated scream, then skillfully shook his head and placed his hand in the most conspicuous position.

[-] million more per year? ? ?
Lu Chengkun wondered if he was getting older and had presbyopia in his ears.

(End of this chapter)