Douluo Dalu: Immortal Dragon Clan

Chapter 125 Everything for loyalty!
At night, only Lei Ze, Lei Yuan and Wu Sen were left in the room.

Lei Ze sat on the chair, supporting his chin with both hands, lost in thought. He was thinking about how to maximize his own interests today when Ning Zhifeng was trying to win over Lei Yuan.

Lei Yuan and Wu Sen stood on both sides of Lei Ze, waiting silently, not daring to disturb Young Master Lei Ze's thoughts.

Ten minutes later, Lei Ze couldn't help but ask, "Elder Lei Yuan, what do you think about asking them to hand over a few Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones?"

As for the 100,000-year soul bone, there's no need to even think about it. How could the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect have it? There simply isn't one!
"Young Master Lei Ze, let them hand over five ten-thousand-year soul bones. I have worked for them for ten years, but it doesn't seem very cost-effective. How about one soul bone for one year? What do you think?" Lei Yuan said tentatively.

Although Young Master Lei Ze is extremely intelligent, he is sometimes too cautious in making decisions, which makes Lei Yuan and Wu Sen difficult to understand.

Simply put, he is not as decisive as the Holy Lord.

"This proposal is feasible." Lei Ze nodded, "But we have to make sure whether Ning Zhifeng has the intention to take the bait. His reliance is probably not on Jian Douluo, but on you, Elder Wu Sen." As he said that, he turned his gaze to Wu Sen.

"Me?" Wu Sen looked puzzled and looked at Young Master Lei Ze in confusion, wondering why Ning Zhifeng would rely on me?

Seeing that Wu Sen didn't understand what he meant, Lei Ze explained, "Because she is Elder Wu Sen's granddaughter."

Wu Sen suddenly realized that his granddaughter was very close to Ning Zhifeng's daughter. This was indeed a tricky situation. When the transaction negotiation came, he was afraid that he would not be able to help Young Master Lei Ze with all his strength.

"Alas," Lei Ze sighed, thought for a moment, and finally expressed his thoughts: "I think you should talk to the main body. I will take the initiative to hand over the negotiation initiative to him. You keep an eye on it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Ze closed his eyes and opened them again after a moment. The cautious and slightly weak temperament on his body disappeared instantly, replaced by domineering and calmness, as if he had become a different person.

In the eyes of Lei Yuan and Wu Sen, Young Master Lei Ze looked like a completely different person. They quickly knelt on one knee and said respectfully, "Greetings, Lord Saint!"

"Did this guy encounter a difficult decision and throw the problem to me?" Tianmucheng sensed Lei Ze's physical condition, and then felt the autistic Lei Ze hiding somewhere in his body, and asked the two old men in front of him lazily.

"Yes." Lei Yuan responded immediately, "Lord Lei Ze is too cautious and has been unable to make a decision."

"You guys get up first."

Tian Mucheng watched the two of them stand up, then stood up and looked around, taking in the decoration of the room. It was indeed a wealthy sect. The room prepared for Lei Ze was much more luxurious than his own. The shabby dormitory in Shrek's outer courtyard was completely different from this room.

"Tsk, so rich!"

Tian Mucheng came back to his senses and said to the two old men beside him, "Tell me, what conditions did the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect offer?"

"Your Majesty, Ning Zhifeng wants to use four or five ten-thousand-year soul bones to allow Lei Yuan and Young Master Lei Ze to stay. As for how many years, he didn't mention a word." Wu Sen replied.

"Old fox." Tian Mucheng commented, poured himself a cup of the most precious tea of ​​the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, took a sip, and praised: "Good tea!"

"Lei Yuan, when the time comes, tell them to hand over ten thousand-year soul bones. We will protect their sect for ten years. If Lei Ze ever returns to the clan, we will give the sect master a pill that can help him ascend to the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda!"

Lei Yuan and Wu Sen exchanged glances upon hearing this. Lei Yuan was the first to raise a question: "Lord Saint, isn't it inappropriate to make such promises? Ning Zhifeng is a shrewd businessman, and I'm afraid he won't be easily fooled."

"He's certainly shrewd, but businessmen are greedy. He's been searching for something for so long, and now he has a chance to get it. If it were you, would you be willing to take a gamble?" Tian Mucheng glanced at the two of them, his eyes full of calculation. Ning Zhifeng was a smart man, but also a greedy one. Once he smelled the promise of profit, he would definitely be willing to take a risk.

Even if he lost the bet, Ning Zhifeng would not lose anything. Having a Titled Douluo serving the sect for ten years was enough for the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect to breathe a sigh of relief.

All the nobles in the entire Tianhun Continent knew that the Tianhun royal family was extremely wary of the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect.

"What's more, he can still use the power of others to bully others." Tian Mucheng continued, "No matter how you look at it, he's the one who's making the profit."

"I understand." Lei Yuan and Wu Sen nodded in tacit understanding. Since the Lord Saint had made the decision, they would just follow it. Everything for loyalty!
"When you get ten Ten Thousand Year Soul Bones, you two will choose one to absorb, and find a chance to hand over the remaining eight!"

"Yes!" The two old men were so excited that they almost cried. He was worthy of being the Holy Lord. He not only helped them break through, but also gave them soul bones.

Wu Sen sighed inwardly, "The Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect isn't even worthy of carrying the Saint Lord's shoes! I'm definitely going to take down this traitor!"

As for his granddaughter Wu Feng, he couldn't take care of her at the moment.

Tian Mucheng looked at the two people's excited expressions, thought for a moment, and when he found nothing else to say, he ordered: "That's it, you should assist Lei Ze well. This kid is too soft-hearted. If he still hesitates, you should be more decisive."

"Yes!"

In Ning Zhifeng's room, the lights were still on late at night, and two people were playing chess inside.

One of them is the owner of the room, Ning Zhifeng, and opposite him is the sect’s strongest Titled Douluo and the only Super Douluo - Sword Douluo Chen Ming.

"Grandpa Jian, do you think they will agree?" Ning Zhifeng placed a white chess piece and couldn't help asking.

Chen Ming picked up a black piece and put it down before answering, "Xiao Feng, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Besides, Wu Sen might have already defected to the other camp."

"I know this, but he is a Titled Douluo, so I can't say anything. Blame me for not caring enough about him before." Ning Zhifeng sighed. Wu Sen's current attitude was related to his previous hot and cold attitude towards him.

"Take your time." Chen Ming placed another black piece. "Haste makes waste. If they want to join, they will join naturally."

"I understand." Ning Zhifeng nodded, put down the white chess piece in his hand, and said as if he remembered something, "The Heavenly Soul chess piece seems to have reported back that Lei Yuan had woken up."

"That's a good thing."

"Why do you say that, Grandpa Jian?" Ning Zhifeng looked at Chen Ming in confusion, waiting for an answer.

Chen Ming put down the black piece in his hand, stroked his white beard, and said with a smile: "In this way, the royal family will not dare to act rashly at this stage. Next, it depends on how the sect leader can win over Lei Yuan and others to join the group."

In Chen Ming's eyes, the Tianhun royal family had long been corrupt and was currying favor with others in order to protect itself.

(End of this chapter)