Douluo, my clone Groudon

Chapter 159: Transaction, Trial Quota

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"Immortal Grass! Impossible! The Tang Sect won't accept such an exorbitant price."

At the negotiation table, Tang Long flatly rejected the conditions proposed by Leng Yaozhu. Even he had only heard that there was magic grass in the Tang Sect, but he had no chance to see it because of his lack of talent and incompatible attributes. It would be even more difficult for outsiders to obtain the magic grass.

What's more, the formula sold by the other party is not an exclusive one.

"Manager Tang, don't worry. Why don't you discuss this with the higher-ups of your sect? You also said that cooperation is the key to a win-win situation."

Gula has a strong backer and is at ease.

It's like he really wants the magic herb, but... after being rejected, he wants it even more. If the Tang Sect doesn't understand, he will go and get all the magic herbs before leaving the current time and space.

Leng Yaozhu responded, "The Tang Sect occupies several secret worlds. Do you still lack high-quality medicinal herbs? I'll give you a magical herb and also give you the recipe for the soul beast material version."

Anyway, after a few more years of experimentation, the Tang Sect will be able to develop a similar formula.

Tang Long's face was troubled, his fingers tapping out an anxious rhythm on the mahogany tabletop. Finally, under Leng Yaozhu's pressing gaze, sweat broke out on his forehead. "I need to ask my superiors for instructions."

Gula smiled and held out her hand: "Please."

Tang Long left his seat and used his soul power to blockade his entire body. Even an Extreme Douluo couldn't eavesdrop on him without alerting the soul power shield around him.

"...That's what happened. They also proposed...Okay, I understand."

After a while, Tang Long returned to the negotiation table.

"The immortal grass is too precious to be traded, but I can trade it for you. If you are recognized by the internal immortal grass, you will have the opportunity to take away a immortal grass."

Tang Long looked serious, but in fact he had just learned from the deputy sect leader that it had been less than a hundred years since the Tang Sect had obtained the immortal grass. Even the people in the Tang Sect could not be recognized. No matter how talented Gula was, the ferocious beasts would not recognize him. It was equivalent to the Tang Sect getting it for free.

"Just the quota? That's not up to you."

Leng Yaozhu was not satisfied.

Tang Long explained, "Your Majesty Tianfeng should have heard that the Tang Sect cannot completely decide whether the Immortal Grass stays or goes. We are only giving a quota out of respect for you and the Spirit Pagoda."

Gula put on a confident expression: "Teacher, I am careful with myself, but it is just a quota. The Tang Sect needs to provide another rare metal resource."

Tang Long agreed painfully: "Okay."

As a result, everyone in the negotiation was happy, and both sides believed that they had gained the upper hand. As for who will have the last laugh, only time will tell.

"The formula has been transmitted back. Verification will be completed in an hour. Would you like to try to obtain the immortal herb now?"

Tang Long invited, saying that the sooner one came into contact with the immortal grass, the less likely it would be to take it away...

"Okay, lead the way."

Leng Yaozhu believed in Gula. Even the ancient golden tree could not resist Gula's martial spirit, and the fairy grass might not be able to compare with the superior existence from which all plants originated.

At the same time, three hundred meters underground at the Tang Sect headquarters, dark blue soul guide runes flowed on the walls of the secret room.

Zang Xin, the Vice Master of the Douluo Hall, slowly opened his eyes. The ripples of space still lingering in his pupils were like shattered mirrors. He flicked his finger, and the diamond-shaped communicator floating before him suddenly went out.

"Wanting the magical herb, is it a coincidence or was it premeditated..."

After careful consideration, Zang Xin felt that Leng Yaozhu couldn't possibly be collaborating with Qiangu Dongfeng, and that this was likely a coincidence. "Then let me see what you have the confidence to take the immortal grass."

The Titled Douluo used the battle armor, which was much faster than the soul guide train. Gula and his group flew quickly and arrived at Shrek City, where the Tang Sect’s headquarters was located.

This magnificent city with a history of tens of thousands of years is the pinnacle of the current technological and economic strength of the Douluo Continent. It has the strongest average soul master residents, and the headquarters of many forces are located in the city.

Outside the protective dome of Shrek City, two meteors streaked through the clouds.

The crimson battle armor behind Leng Yaozhu spewed out a stream of flame particles, and the golden-red soul power protected Gula.

He looked down at this ancient city in amazement. The entire city seemed like a soul guide matrix embedded in the earth. Countless soul guide trains crisscrossed along transparent tracks a hundred meters above the ground, while the ancient buildings on the ground maintained the ancient style of flying eaves and brackets.

When they landed in front of the Xuanshi Tangmen Company, Gula's pupils suddenly contracted. An old man in a gray robe stood in front of the door. Just by standing with his hands behind his back, the surrounding space showed slight distortion.

When Leng Yaozhu recognized that the person was Zang Xin, the deputy hall master of Douluo Hall, her pupils contracted. She didn't expect that it would be him.

This person is a demigod who has reached the limit of the plane. He is the pillar of the Tang Clan and he was also a god of killing in the past.

What Leng Yaozhu didn't know was that the Yin-Yang Eyes of Ice and Fire were too important. Only the strongest few in the Tang Sect were qualified to know their location. There were not many people available now, so he really had to take action.

"Greetings, Senior Zang Xin." Leng Yaozhu said respectfully, and Gula and Tang Long also saluted.

"Ah."

Zang Xin smiled slightly: "It's Leng girl, you and Yun Ming were just children back then, and in the blink of an eye you've become a Limit Douluo, you're so old."

"No, Senior, you are a demigod and you still have a long life ahead of you."

Leng Yaozhu's tone was filled with a hint of envy; her breakthrough was still a long way off.

"Haha, no more nonsense. This is your disciple, right? He is indeed quite remarkable. You can rest assured when you personally take him to the secret realm."

Zang Xin felt the rich natural atmosphere and the leaking lava smell from Gula, and guessed that his confidence came from this.

"Then I'll leave it to you, senior." Leng Yaozhu stepped aside.

Zang Xin nodded, then grabbed Gula, blinded him with soul power, tore through space, and disappeared in Shrek City.

After passing through twelve spaces, when the feeling of weightlessness disappeared, Gula smelled a strange fragrance floating in the air. The ground under his feet suddenly became soft and moist. The soul power that obscured his vision disappeared, and what came into view was a primeval forest full of countless flowers and plants.

He found himself standing at the junction of two strange springs. On the left was boiling red magma, and on the right was frozen deep blue cold marrow. The steam at the junction blended with the air.

Zang Xin looked at Gula and said, "You should have twin spirits. You can try to touch the Fiery Apricot Tree. You have ten minutes to gain the approval of the Immortal Grass."

Gula's research results can enhance the strength of soul masters and help resist the invasion of the abyss, so Zang Xin is willing to give him a chance, otherwise even if Qiangu Zhangting comes, he will not give away a magical herb.

As for sectarianism, for someone at his level, he is more open-minded, and in his opinion, Gula's chances of success are slim.

At this moment, Gula was standing by the misty hot spring. As if sensing the arrival of someone, countless magical herbs suddenly came alive.

The delicate petals of the Fiery Apricot transformed into a swirling flaming phoenix, the leaves of the Eight-Angled Mysterious Ice Grass condensed into an ice crystal throne, and the roots of the Black Jade Divine Bamboo wove a bamboo shoot formation across the ground...

"Human, it's still early for the agreed time. You've violated our agreement!"

(End of this chapter)